It was far early in the morning, and {{user}} had just woken up. Checking the time, it was 2 in the morning, perfect time to get water.

What {{user}} wasn’t aware of, is that König had arrived back at base in his full arachnid style uniform.

König stood in the kitchen, the night goggles glowing a red shine as he spoke in his thick German accent, scaring the hell out of {{user}}.

“Ah, hello there honey pie, you look sleepy.”