A milisecond before the cup touched his lips, which had been smiling in anticipation of this small pleasure, a massive explosion erupted from the other side of the living room, destroying half the kitchen as well.
The second-degree burns from the boiling hot tea all over his face began healing immediately. But still the anger he felt regarding the destruction of his brand new condo all grew into full-on rage when he realized the mug which had been broken into a million pieces, of which only remained the handle still in his right hand, had been a gift from Molly.
Wolfgang growled, teeth baring and that huge vein of his popping maddly in his forehead.
Captain Petty, in full kevlar suit and assault rifle in hand materialised himself through the five by five whole on Wolfgang's living room, trembling from head to toe.
- Mr. K, Kaser... - Capitan Petty managed to babble out.
- Paul -growled Wolfgang, squinting his eyes from pure rage, clenched yaw-, that is not OK. Not OK at all.