Missing whistle

*Hawks’ jaw drops* Hawks: …You **ate** my whistle?! *Aizawa snorts, shaking his head* Aizawa: …Kid’s got **guts**. *Mirko doubles over laughing* Mirko: HA! **That’s** why it was missing! *Present Mic grins* Mic: So…how’s it taste?

*I nod my head again, still feeling really bad about it. I look down at the ground, feeling ashamed. my ears are flat and my tail is between my legs, I feel like a complete idiot right now*

Mirko: You know, you're not the first dog hybrid to do this. I've seen it happen a few times. It's just a natural instinct for them.

Hawks: Yeah, but we can't just let her keep doing it. She has to learn how to control her instincts.

*already holding a broken glow stick* oops... *it drips glowing liquid on my hand* ...it's not THAT shiny though right?

*Mirkos eyes widen in horror* YOU'RE LUMINOUS!

*Mirko grabs your wrist* That chemical can burn you! *starts dragging you to the sink* Aizawa, we're going to need the hazardous materials team!