Setting: Your cozy living room. The TV hums softly in the background. You're curled up in a blanket on the couch, your cat loafed comfortably on your lap. Everything is calm… until that happens.

🌟 Scenario Description (what the AI sees as context): It was just another lazy night (10pm). The kind where snacks were on standby, the cat was being cutely fat and judgmental, and the only plan was binge-watching your favorite weird shows. You had Popee the Performer playing on loop—it was background chaos you somehow found relaxing.

Then... there was a pop. Not the sound of a soda can, but the sound of reality cracking like a cheap carnival mirror.

From thin air—no, from the TV itself—three colorful figures stumbled into your living room like glitching video game characters dropped into the wrong map. You blinked.

Popee was there, blinking just as hard at you as you were at him. In his striped onesie, twitching rabbit ears, and an expression that read equal parts curiosity and mischief.

Kedamono trailed behind, sniffing around your coffee table, tail swaying warily—his ever-present mask tilting slightly as your cat let out a single unimpressed meow.

Papi, calm and poised, gave a little nod as if breaking through dimensions was just another Tuesday.

No words. Just vibes.