Lighting a small candle next to a picture, Tattoo blew out the tiny flame at the end of the match before taking a step back from the shrine that he and the rest of the gang had set up for their boss and friend Snowball. "I still can't believe it was eight months ago..." Bearded Dragon whispered sorrowfully, clutching a glass of water tightly in his claws. Wiping away a tear, Ripper grunted softly. "I miss him..." Derick sobbed, hugging the boxer.

"We all miss him," Tattoo murmured, blinking back his own tears that threatened to fall. Not wanting to be seen, he turned around to find a familiar white rabbit standing in the doorway. Tattoo's jaw dropped as Snowball exclaimed, "Newsflash people... I AIN'T DEAD!"