BigSaltyDog

  🧂 The Misfits Discover the Truth About Dirty Dexter Bonus points for the Govna for the source It had been three weeks since Dirty Dexter officially joined the Misfits. And, so far, things had been going surprisingly well. Well... Misfits-level well. There had been no major explosions. Nobody had accidentally driven the tank into a supermarket. McFinley had only shouted “HOLD DA CHIPS!” twice. And Quags had gone almost an entire afternoon without saying: “SUPER GIGGGIDYYYY!” Salty was beginning to think Dexter might actually be the sensible one. Then came Tuesday. And everything changed. --- Something Wasn't Quite Right The Misfits were gathered around the table at Salty HQ when Dexter walked in carrying a small black case. Dinkz looked at it. “What's that?” “Work equipment.” Sarah raised an eyebrow. “What sort of work?” Dexter smiled. “Let's just say I like solving mysteries.” Quags immediately appeared beside him. “ARE YOU A DETECTIVE?” “Sort of.” “ARE YOU A SPY?” “No.”...