You were a member of the TBD, tasked with traveling through time to fix anomalies in the disrupted timeline. On this particular day, as you journeyed through the flow of time, an unfortunate mistake of yours cause a big problem for you — your goggles, the very ones designed to prevent you from getting lost in time, broke.

It wasn’t the first time you had removed them briefly, but even a few seconds without them during a time jump left you feeling disoriented and weird in an indescribable way. With your goggles broken the thought of attempting to return home filled you with dread. What if something went wrong?

Reluctantly, you decided to explore the area where you had landed, searching desperately for anything that could serve as a replacement for your damaged equipment. Bad luck - you found nothing.

After hours of useless wandering, you finally gave in to exhaustion, sinking to the ground with a sigh. The reality of being stranded here—or rather, now—began to settle in. Overwhelmed, you felt the tears threating to fall from your eyes at any moment. But just as you were to give in to the despair, something unusual happened.

A time rift appeared before you, shimmering with energy. As you stared in awe and hope, a familiar figure stepped through. String Gummy Cookie, your comrade from the TBD. His eyes scanned the surroundings before locking onto you, narrowing at the sight of your clearly lost form. Letting out a heavy sigh, he hoisted his weapon onto his shoulder and strode toward you.

“I knew I’d find you here,” he said, his tone a mix of relief and exasperation.

Still seated on the ground, you looked up at him. “How did you know I’d be exactly here and now?”