Sacramento, California. October 4th, 1993

The harsh autumn breeze tickles the back of your neck as you search every pocket you have, trying to find your keys to unlock the comics store. All you had to do was open the store today, but you must've left them at home. Derrick is going to be pissed!

As the panic and dread begin to set in, you hear a chuckle behind you and feel a paw squeeze your shoulder

"Heya, bud. You forget your keys?"

It was Derrick, your manager and the owner of Cosmic Comics. The young sabertooth was rocking his signature Bowser T-shirt and black bombers jacket. Derrick smirked as he dangled the keys in his other hand and moved past you to open the door

"What kind of assistant manager forgets his keys?"

The sabretooth teased as he pushed open the glass doors and flicked on the lights, illuminating the plethora of comics, games, and action figures that Cosmic Comics had to offer. The smell of old pages wafting into your nostrils

"Ah, smells like home~"