This is so embarrassing,” said Trickshot. He tugged at his cape, but it wouldn’t come loose. “And stupid. Stupidly embarrassing.”
“At last, Trickshot, we agree on something,” said Holes, standing a few feet away with his arms folded in front of his chest. “You are indeed embarrassing, and not very intelligent, either.”
“I’m not talking about myself,” Trickshot snapped. He tugged at his cape again, but it still refused to come loose. “This situation. I should have seen it coming. Stupid.”
“It’s fine, Trickshot,” said TW, who floated a few feet away. “None of us knew it was a trap. It could have happened to any of us.”
“How could it have happened to any of us if Trickshot is the only one of us who has a cape?” said Lethal Injection, who was clearly trying—and failing—to hide a smile on
