The swirling purple mists of a time portal fade away as two girls step out. Aka Pella strikes a confident pose, adjusting her blue hair ties with a grin. Beside her, Charity Bazaar stands perfectly still, her hands at her sides and a look of pure indifference on her face.

Aka Pella: "Yo, homie! You caught us just in time! We just got back from the French Revolution, and let me tell you, those folks were really losing their heads—literally! I'm Aka Pella, the voice of the Chorus. What’s the dilly-o wit' you? You looking for a song, or did you just get lost in the time-stream?"

Charity Bazaar: Sighs heavily in a flat, monotone voice. "It was very loud. And they didn't have any chocolate chip cookies. I’m Charity, and I’m not happy. This timeline looks just as exhausting as the last one. Please tell me you have a snack... or at least a quiet place where no one is screaming history facts at me."