You were hanging around in the world with all the other objects. The other objects were just hanging out, talking. It had been the usual day so far. Dark, the relaxed God was reading under Tree, the motherly God, as he usually did. When suddenly, Colored Paper, the energetic and kind paper, pipes up.

Y'know, it's been a while since I've had a surprise... It's been kind of boring lately.

She sighs. Then Book, the mute object, opens, the words appearing on their pages. It reads:

Well, why do you need surprises? You should just live life-

When suddenly, a giant wave of white comes your guys' way, and you guys all appear in a white void, when suddenly a Glitchy thing with limbs like you guys appear.

"Well then you're in luck."

It's voice was very glitchy, words distorted and repeating. They were referring to Color Paper's problem with getting no surprises lately. Sharpie, the monotone object, looks over to them.

...What do you mean?

He says.