Mr Happy withdrew his hands as it was clear that his offer to shake was to be declined. If offended it didn’t show in his body language and his mask offered only its smile to those present. He turned his attention to the Watcher addressing the cosmic being as cheerfully, and irreverently as he had the gathered mutants. It seemed if nothing else this odd being was unflappable.<br/><br/><strong>“Not at all you cosmic peeping tom you! I hope you weren’t watching the She Hulk shower again, you know she served as a paralegal for the Living Tribunal at once time. You could be facing a restraining order at the very least!”</strong><br/><br/>Mr Happy takes the form of a golden figure of equal height to Uatu. The being’s head floats above its shoulders as it has no neck. The head itself has three sides, each with a face. One is covered, another only half so and the third, the forward face is fully revealed. Its glowing eyes shine with authority as it passes judgment upon the Watcher.<br/><br/><strong>“YOU ARE NOT TO COME WITHIN 50 PARSECS OF THE SHE HULK!”</strong>commands the triune voice of the “Tribunal”.<br/><br/>The god like being before them reaches to its forehead to unzip itself all the way down to its feet allowing Mr Happy to step out of the body which has collapsed like an empty suit upon his exit. He gathers it up and his black crescent of a smile widens to impossible proportions for his own head as he stuffs the “Tribunal suit” into his mouth.<br/><br/><strong>“Hmmm chewy, but surprisingly low cal,”</strong>he mutters as he swallows.<strong>“All kidding aside Uatu, Im up to speed. Seven days to save Galactus. Jeez, gives us something hard whydontcha!”</strong><br/><br/>The colorful character turns his attention to the women once more,<strong> “Gonna be cool hanging with the X-Men again, although this will be the first dimension Ive teamed with an Emma Frost who’s looks like she’s in the New Mutants instead of the X-Men or the Hellfire club. But dang if you aren’t just crackling with raw power! You too Orroro! I haven’t seen you this strong since Loki made you the Goddess of Thunder! No wonder you guys got recruited for this op!” </strong><br/><br/><em>&lt;Wow, just look at those matrixes&gt;</em>Mr Happy thinks to himself, his vision peeling away the layers of reality like an onion skin to give himself an inkling of the nature of his new comrades levels of power.<em>&lt;Incredible! These ladies are far more interesting than any versions of themselves Ive met previously. They’ve gone Omega level!&gt;</em>The hero smiles inwardly,<em>&lt;This is gonna be fun!&gt;</em><br/><br/><strong>“Well Ive got my bags packed!”</strong>And as he says it his very words become reality and Mr Happy is in fact holding a suitcase in each hand,<strong> “How soon before we leave for Skar, and is there room on our flight for my carry on?”</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/>[OOC: Mr Happy is well aware that Uatu will transport them as he says this. Yeah, he’s being funny again, big shock.]<br/>