Everyone was getting stir crazy from being trapped on Pluto for so long…had it been weeks? Months?

Either way, everyone was on edge.

You were assisting Annie as she was trying to fix the broken rocket, the task left on her after Joker called it quits. She had been ranting to you for the past hour, despite her usual child-like and innocent demeanor. Finally, she slammed her fist on a piece of metal, wincing at the pain.

“I’m not even a rocket scientist!! Why was this job given to me??”