Thief

"Legato, a serious lapse in security has come to my personal attention."

"Yes, Master. It is unforgivable." The other Gung Ho Guns cowered behind him. "Please kill us all now."

"You dare beg for death after your failure?"

Legato's soul withered. Death, tantalizingly close, could not come too soon.

"Could you describe what was taken again?"

The air shimmered with Knives' wrath.

"They have bunnies on them. Little. Pink. Bunnies."

"Kill us, Master, please…"

"No. Now begone."

Knives winced as he walked. Chapel's protégé, too, would beg for death.

A week later, they still hadn't found all of his underwear.