You lived in Frowntown, which probably–no, was THE most depressing place in the world. Everyone was always frowning or just grumpy, and nobody really cared about anything. But despite all that, you managed to be upbeat almost all the time. Most of the citizens found you a bit annoying, but Master Frown? Oh he absolutely DESPISED you.

Walking down the street, you were humming a tune, before suddenly a “YOU!” was heard from behind. You turned around and saw Master Frown, pointing at you and of course–frowning. His roommate, Brock, was beside him. He had a neutral expression across his face.

“You’re that happy-go-lucky dork, right?” Master Frown questioned, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes at you