Team Morico
Sasshkazar, or Sassh for short, self proclaimed leader of the team Morico and the chaos within, entered the room and looked carefully around.
"So this will be our new refuge, eh?"
With that certain look on the face that could be described best as undescribable, Sassh poked one of the spider webs in the corner with a stick.
"Well, it isn't the Ritz or the Hilton or for a matter of fact not even my auntie Helene's bedroom..." the gecko admitted, as he looked up from the computer screen for a short period of time. "But it will do, doesn't it? Bring on Kröthild and the ice cream, and we'll be all set for november."
Sassh didn't look convinced.
Not at all.
Maybe the main reason for this was, that Sassh indeed wasn't convinced at all.
But there wasn't much time to think about it.
"Naaaaanoooo here I coooooome!" With this joyous scream Kröthild, the imaginary turtle, swirled through the room past Gecko and Sassh and landed in the big pile of St Andrew's crosses in the lower left corner.
The universe gasped in awe and there was complete and utterly silence for almost five nanoseconds.
Afterwards, the team went for some more mint chocolate chip ice cream.