Meanwhile in the hulk cell, things were not going well. In an alternate universe, Loki might have come in and dominated the world with Andrew Hussie, laughing evily, but that's just dumb. No, instead, there were some problems with a certain juggalo.

"GAMZEE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?" Karkat exclaimed in annoyance. His indigo-blooded moirail was currently squeezed into the corner the bench made with the wall, muttering darkly. When the cancer tried to get closer, Gamzee just growled and honked in a threatening way, but he didn't turn around.

"HEY, DO ANY OF YOU ASSWIPES KNOW WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS FUCKASS?" He tried to get Gamzee to look at him again, but to no avail. No one even answered Karkat, only some giving him a glance. They were all exhausted. S.H.E.I.L.D. had been questioning and studying them ruthlessly and without stop.

"Kk, could you be a liittle quiieter? 2ome of u2 are tryiing two 2leep. And we don't even have any 2opor, remember?" Sollux grumbled, as much in a bad mood as everyone else. Karkat rolled his eyes exasperatedly, but didn't say anything more. There was a bit of ruffling of clothes as the trolls shuffled into sleeping positions, but no other sound was made but soft breaths.

((Time skip))

"HOOOOOOOOOOOONK!" Gamzee's eyes were red and wild, his pupils narrowed into slits. Currently, the Capricorn was attempting to force his way out of the cell, throwing off everyone who tried to stop him, even Equius.

"Wwhat the fuck Gam!?" Shrieked Eridan, who was unceremoniously hurled into Feferi's startled grasp. There was more yelling and honking, but nothing was having any effect. Soon, S.H.E.I.L.D. agents were surrounding the cell. Not that it would have made any difference, seeing as Equius somehow managed to miss the clown and smash fist-first into the reinforced wall, cracking it just as Mijulnir did.

"Turn the machine off!" Screamed Hill as the bottom of the cage began to open with a series of metallic clanks. Agents scrambled to turn off the mechanism that would hurl the aliens to their certain deaths. Said aliens were still scuffling, not in a wriggling, cursing dog pile on top of Gamzee, in an attempt to hold him down.

There was a heart-stopping minute when the off button didn't work and the cage slid downward, about to fall, when Gamzee burst out of the troll pile, making fifteen figures go flying in all directions. In effect, the cell walls were shattered and all the kids poured out into the room, all except for the indigo-blood, who was still in the cell. As he and the metal platform went plummeting thousands of miles through the air of New York City, an ear-piercingly loud "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK!1!1!11" echoed through the holding room.

Sorry, short chapter