Question Submitted From: Anonymous
So Cuphead, you seem like the type to enjoy a good prank... have you ever gotten a good prank over on anyone else else in the casino?

Answer:

"Hah! You would think I'm responsible enough to not prank people on people in charge who already hate me..." Cuphead said with a laugh.

"No one would think that." Both Mugman and [Y/n] deadpanned.

"But ya know, when the moment strikes, I just can't help myself." Cuphead said, chuckling as he thought back to the time he hung up posters that said 'no smoking' around Mr. Wheezy. Mugman opens his mouth to say something, only to be cut off by Cuphead as the brother in red sends Mugs the stink eye. "Ah! And shut up Mugs, you were on with one of 'em!" Cuphead told the brother in blue as he recalled the time they dressed up a yellow ball to look like a female 8-ball to mess with Mangosteen.

Cuphead then chuckled nervously. "I, uh, I actually got caught once..." He said slowly, recalling when Chips caught the cup in red gluing one of the Mr. Chimes' cympals, so that they would get stuck once he began to play them. Cuphead then laughs. "But he ended up joining in on it! (I think it was some personal grudge.)" Cuphead whispered the last part once he remembered the smug expression on Chips' face when they saw Mr. Chimes struggling to play his beloved instrument.

"I would never cross the line though. Even-" Cuphead was cut off by Mugman saying in a blank voice, with a deadpanned expression on his face:

"You glued a Bible to the Devil's desk."

Cuphead frowned and looked over to his brother, narrowing his eyes. "My question, Mugs. Also, didn't ya end up removing it?" Cuphead asked his brother, slight annoyance in his tone.

"No, actually." Mugman responded, surprising his brother.

"Wait, really?" Cuphead questioned with wide eyes as he turned to face his brother, who in return looked away; the same blank expression on his face.

"Yeah, the glue was too strong. King Dice walked in on me tryin' to take it off. He couldn't do it either so we had to sneak it out the back with the entire desk..." Mugman cringes slightly as he recalls the last bits of the story: remembering how he was trying to pay for the new desk while Dice literally held a gun to the poor carpenter's head, demanding that he make a new desk; for free. "We had to 'order' one to be made and look exactly the same. And then sneak it in all the way back in." Mugman finished.

Cuphead looked at his brother nervously and chuckled, well, nervously. "... Ah... Ya didn't tell him I did it... did ya?" Cuphead asked with a nervous grin.

Mugman shrugged and looked away. "Oh, please. It was obvious." The brother in blue said carelessly before looking back over to his brother and saying, "He said there's a special torcher chamber in Hell waiting for ya when ya die..."

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~ L A T E R ~

Cuphead is now standing in the middle of some room praying to God with absolute fear and horror in his eyes.

"GOOD LORD IN HEAVEN PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR MY SINS I DON'T WANNA GO TO HELL PLEASE I-"

In the hallway, hiding behind the wall of the room Cuphead in praying in, the snickers of Mugman and King Dice can be heard.

"HE SAID THERE'S A SPECIAL TORCHER CHAMBER IN HELL FOR ME I DON'T WANNA GO TO HELL PLEASE LORD-"

Mugman laughs as he looks at the viewer(s), King Dice standing next to him with his hand over his mouth to muffle his laughter. "That whole story with Boss' desk and stuff... WE MADE IT UP! We actually managed to get the Bible off!" Mugman and Dice continued to laugh when-

"WHAT IN THE-"

Mugman froze.

That voice. That was the Devil's. Mugman and Dice quickly looked over from behind the wall they were standing behind; a look of amusement on Dice's face, and a look of pure horror on Mugman's as they witnessed the scene before them: Cuphead, looking nervous and afraid. Devil, looking absolutely betrayed-

(Dude the Devil actually had his hand placed over his heart and was legit tearing up like-)

-and [Y/n]. Just standing next to the Devil with a deadpanned expression on her face as her pointed ears fell flat against her head.

"WAIT BOSS THIS - THIS ISN'T- I WASN'T- NO THIS ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE-" Cuphead tried to explain.

"This is gettin' interestin'!" Dice said with a mischievous grin.

"YOU LITTLE TWERP YOU-"

"WAIT, NO-"

"AND IN MY CASINO?!"

"WAIT, NO, BOSS IS GONNA KILL HIM!" Mugman yelled worriedly, an expression of fear on his face.

Mugman ran out of his hiding place quickly and stood before the Devil, who was now busy trying to drag Cuphead to Hell as [Y/n] stood in the background reading a book.

Fun times, guys.

"WAIT, BOSS, DON'T BLAME CUPHEAD, THIS IS JUST 'CUZ OF A PRANK ME 'N MR. DICE MADE!! DON'T DRAG CUPHEAD TO HELL FOR THIS." Mugman yelled, panicked as Dice laughed in the background.

"Oh, c'mon! It was just gettin' to the good bit!" Dice said, sounding 'disappointed.'

"We - We just made him believe that ya had a room for him in Hell! Ha ha..." Mugman explained nervously in a sort of shaky voice.

" 'CUZ HE GLUED A BIBLE TO YOUR DESK, BOSS!" Dice added in from where he stood. He was leaning against the framing of the rooms' entrance with a hand in his pocket as he used his other one to ruffle [Y/n]'s hair as the small child stood next to him, reading her book. As usual.

"That was a PRANK?!" Cuphead yelled, looking at his brother as if he had grown two heads.

The cup in red moved his head from where it was trapped under the Devil's pitchfork. "NOT FUNNY, NOT FUNNY, YALL!" Cuphead yelled; not yet realizing that the Devil was beginning to chuckle.

"Huh?" Cuphead glanced up, shocked to see the Devil in full blown laughter. Cuphead slowly stood up straight and took a step back from the demon, who was still laughing loudly when-

"Hilarious."

Cuphead blue-screened.

Question Submitted From: dallenstar58
Did the other's try to harm you on your first day working at the casino?

Answer:

~ F L A S H B A C K ~

"LET ME AT 'EM!!" Mr. Wheezy yelled as he towered over the two cups, with Cuphead smiling up at him smugly with his arms crossed while Mugman stood behind his brother nervously.

King Dice sighed and kept Mr. Wheezy back by holding onto the fur of his coat. "Wheezy you absolute dolt." Dice muttered.

Dare Submitted From: Anonymous
Dear Cuphead, I dare you to prank Mugman with Airbag Chair! P.S. Good luck with your Bro! XD

Response:

Cuphead stood behind a wall, staring at his brother with an annoyed look on his face. "I've planted one for him long ago but he'll just NEVER sit down on it, will he??" Cuphead sighs and turns away from his brother, leaning against the wall. "Guess I'll leave it there and hope for the best..."

~ L A T E R ~

Cuphead forgot about the 'Airbag Chair' completely. How this was found out? Well, it probably has something to do with the fact that just when he was about to sit down to rest, he sat down on the chair that he placed the airbag in.

PFFTTPPTTPPTTPPFTPPFTPPFT

All was silent as everyone stared at the cup in red, who looked absolutely petrified.

Mugman then began to speak.

"Brother, what the fu-"

"THAT WAS A WHOOPEE CUSHION I PLANTED LONG AGO I SWEAR THAT WASN'T AN ACTUAL FA-"

Question Submitted From: secretIvtale
Has there been any awkward or embarrassing moments when you guys worked here?

Answer:

~ F L A S H B A C K ~

Cuphead and Mugman stood in the center of a room nervously as the casino bosses towered before them with heavy glares and menacing looks on their faces.

Cuphead laughed nervously and sent them all a hesitant wave. "Hey, guys! Haha, remember us?" Cuphead asked hesitantly as him and Mugman took a step back from the terrifying bosses that stood before them.

"How yall goin'? How's the family? Haha... uhhhh..."

King Dice had to make sure [Y/n] was wearing headphones that day to ensure that she wouldn't hear all the yelling and cursing coming from the other room.

Question Submitted From: freddy-fransisco-fazbear
So cuphead, mugman. What kind of drinks are you? How is it working at the casino?

Answer:

"We change up our drinks ever now and then, but for me it's usually tea or good 'ol moonshine. Though ya know, I try other liquors time ta time." Cuphead said as he grinned down at the jug of moonshine that was held tightly in his grasp.

"Moonshine is all that my head used to be filled with. These days I've got more variety. But yeah, I stick to coffee or, ya know... Gin sometimes..." Mugman answered casually with a small shrug.

"And working at the Casino... can be, uh... tough..." Mugs answered slowly.

"Yeah, especially when the gang didn't really welcome us 'cuz of the whole 'kicking their asses' thing." Cuphead chuckled nervously as he scratched the back of his head. He then smiled and turned towards the gang happily. "But that's all behind us. We're all friends now, right guys?"

Cuphead was not met with the response he was hoping to get once he asked that.

Question Submitted From: Anonymous
Even though things turned out okay, do you still feel bad about gambling your souls Cups? How long did it take for Mugs to forgive you?

Answer:

A nervous and sort of fearful, as well as guilt filled expression appears on Cupheads face as he begins to rub his arm nervously as he looks down. His eyes are dialited and his lips are quivering a little as he speaks.

"I-I guess I shouldn't be dwellin' on it. I mean, things HAVE turned out just fine, haven't they? Heh, we even joke about it sometimes. But man, back then I felt BAD. Didn't even think he'ld ever forgive me!" Cuphead stuttered as he recalled the fateful day:

Where he betted their souls and their very lives.

When they were just children.

~ F L A S H B A C K ~

"Now get going!" The Devil yelled as he kicked Cuphead and Mugman out of the Casino, the list of contracts and the debtors names in Cupheads grasp.

Cuphead and Mugman yelled as they both collided with the ground. The two of them quickly scrambled up, rubbing their heads in pain as they groaned. The two of them then shot their eyes opened and looked over to eachother, absolute fear in their eyes.

They then screamed and started running off in a random direction. Cuphead kept on muttering things about 'what they were gonna do' and how he 'didn't wanna go to Hell', as well as 'why did I do that?'

Meanwhile with Mugs:

"WHAT," Mugman turned to his brother and glared at him.

"WERE," The mug in blue jumped on his brother, making Cupheads eyes go wide as Mugman collided with him; causing the two of them to fall back to the floor once again.

"YOU THINKING?!" Mugman questioned angrily as he held his brother's face up to meet his eyes by holding him by the collar of his sweater.

"What on EARTH made you think that was a GOOD IDEA?"

"Money??"

"MONEY?!"

"I'm sorry, okay? I-"

Those very words were enough to make Mugman snap.

"HAH! No, no, no, Cuphead! You always do this! You always put us in danger and then just say 'sorry.' OUR LIVES ARE AT STAKE BECAUSE OF YOUR GREED AND INABILITY TO THINK FOR ONCE."

Mugman huffed and stomped his foot, glaring at Cuphead; who just stood there with a guilty and heartbroken expression on his face.

"Hope you're proud of yourself."

"In fact I tried convincin' him I can fix this myself. Went out and got thr first few contracts myself... But of course..."

Cuphead stood in front of the Boss with a chipped and broken face, panting heavily as he trembled where he stood; the sound of their maniacal laughter making him want to fall to his knees right then and there.

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Cuphead shut his eyes tightly, preparing himself for what was about to come when-

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