COMIX CLUBHOUSE

Orange, we should not have listened to you!

Hey, in my defense . . .

 . . . Blue was acting pretty sus. Right, guys?

Uh-oh.

I'm having trouble breathing!!!

We gotta fix our oxygen canisters!

Shoot! The door is locked.

Hey, Brown dude!

What?

I-Is there a way we can get in the Canister Room?

We're having trouble breathing, and we're trying to fix it.

Yeah, of course, I'll let ya in.

But only on one condition.

And that is???

Tell 'em, Cyan.

We need one of you to swipe your Admin Card.

I have my Admin Card!

Nice, swipe it right o'er there.

That  seems pretty sus. What if he's trying to gather my information? But, no,  the crewmates depend on me to fix those canisters.

Good, you may enter.

Great job, Green!

Aw, shucks. It was nothing.

I knew we could count on you, Green!

You're welcome, I guess.

C'mon, White. Catch up!

Oh, ok, I'm coming!

CANISTER ROOM

We're here!

O2

CANISTER ROOM

Black and Green, you two grab the tape dispenser.

O2

!

CANISTER ROOM

Orange and White . . .

O2

!

O2

 . . . you two cover the hole with the tape.

And Pink, you . . .

Um . . . wow. What can I say?

You're pretty useless, so . . .

It's because I have no arms to even do ANYTHING!!!

Got it!

Cool!

Now let's wrap up this canister.

So, um, Cyan, why are you not going to fix O2 right now?

Seems kinda fishy.

Oh, well . . .

That's an easy riddle. Quite easy, indeed.

I gotta guard these presents . . .

. . . in case the Naughty Impostors want to steal them.

Besides, we Cyans don't need silly oxygen.