Alarmingly Oblivious

When everyone is more or less in position for Operation Druggy Dogpile, Jonathan pauses for a moment and shouts out, “Oh!” and then disappears.

The ground-dwelling OD Disaster balks after crawling a little further towards the position Jonathan previously occupied, looking around in clear confusion.

As he can only see Miss Masher, he babbles some gibberish at her and slaps the ground angrily in a form of aggressive posturing… but doesn’t make a move to approach her.

‘...The fuck?’

Noticing his hesitancy to take the initiative against her, Miss Masher grins and flexes at him, stomping one of her feet.

He not only flinches, but even pulls himself a short distance back.

‘...Are you fuckin’ kidding me? He was plenty aggressive towards her before, so it’s not like he’s somehow bein’ hesitant to hit a girl or anythin’, yeah?’