Macy’s Gun Works.

Macy Everglade’s pride and joy. Her darling child. Everything she had ever worked for in life was sitting right inside this shop.

And when it came to guns? If you could think of it, Macy probably had it.

Rifles, pistols, shotguns, sniper rifles, LMGs. EVERYTHING.

Did Macy actually have a license to own every single gun in this place?

…Who cares?! :3

Still, Macy couldn’t help but feel like something was missing. She had all the guns anyone could ever want, but the store needed just a little something extra…

Then one day, she saw Alice fooling around with her explosives.

You know.

As the goober usually does.

Macy and Alice were already close friends long before the store was born, so Macy simply watched her for a moment before an idea suddenly clicked.

Macy: “…You’re hired.”

Alice: “Hm? 👀”

Macy: “You heard me, ya little goober. You’re hired! :3”

Alice: “EMPLOYMENT?! 😭😭😭”

Macy: “Relax~ It’s easy. You’ll basically get paid to do nothing but what you already love doing.”

Alice: “…Explosives? 👀”

Macy: “Explosives.”

Alice: 🥹💖

Macy: “Now c’mon. I gotta show you where your stuff is going.”

And just like that, Macy’s Gun Works had an explosives department.

Whether it needed an explosives department was an entirely different question.

And again, did they have a license? WHO CARES?!