Aww, skunks are little sweeties! We had a few when we had land down in Arkansas. They'd have run of the place when we weren't there, and when we were there sitting on the deck watching the campfire, they'd come up from under the deck and warm themselves, too. I learned long ago to leave them alone and stay calm, you should be perfectly fine.
I have so much stupid to add to this thread, but I'll start with my friend, R.
I went to college with R. He invited me back to his family's house for a summer visit. We're all sitting around the bonfire (R, his brother, their parents, and me) and R decides to go inside to get sodas for everyone.
Fifteen minutes later we wonder where he is. The house is only two minutes away, if you're SLOW. So his brother goes after him.
Another fifteen minutes pass. We're trying to figure out where they are, so his parents and I head inside.
R dropped one can of soda. In his haste to pick it up, the others got shaken. Thinking it would be a bad idea to bring out shaken cans of soda, he set them on top of the table. Then turned and got fresh sodas. Turned back, knocked the shaken cans off the table. One of them flew up and hit the ceiling, the rest of them soon followed, covering EVERYTHING in the kitchen with soda.
Their house was an old schoolhouse. As such, the kitchen had been converted from offices and was very tall. And had the laundry in the corner. So all the clean clothes that had been sitting on top of the dryer to be sorted now had to be washed again.
When his brother came in to help, he grabbed for the broom behind the fridge. They were going to put a rag on it to try to clean the ceiling. R's brother promptly knocked off some jars of something off the top of the fridge. I can't remember what.
By the time his parents and I came in, it looked like the two of them had started a food fight and then got worried that they'd get caught. The mirrored guilt on their faces when the door opened was hilarious.