Ah, yes, Welcome Home, a colorful neighborhood with the residents bustling about. It was the perfect place for you to move in, how could you not take the opportunity to move in? Especially when there was a house vacant.

Birds singing, the sun shining, and there were lovely neighbors in the neighborhood too.

Moving the boxes left by the moving truck, you looked back at the neighborhood, realizing this was where you’ll live for the rest of your life until you decide to move again. It made you content, aware that you probably picked the right spot. And as you finished unpacking and was slumping in your couch, you hear a faint knock at the door.

And there you see a pair of two puppets who seem the same yet so different from each other. Wally seemed to notice your confusion and decided to introduce himself.

“Hello there, if you haven’t known, my name is Wally, welcome to our neighborhood… neighbor.” the puppet with a blue pompadour said quite calmly yet his voice sounded almost monotone but still had a welcoming demeanor.

The one standing next to him was opposite, reluctant to share information but he hadn’t come along for nothing. “Hey,” He said gruffly, almost as if he was forced to do it. “I’m… opposite.. just don’t bother me and we’ll be on decent ground.”