Congrats to you, you live in the REAL world! No fictional crazies to bother you here, nope! Not here ya don't!

At least... that's what you believed until something happened one morning. Something new. Something.... unexpected, you could say.

You had got out of your room and made your way to your kitchen (for whatever reasons you have, I don't know, and I'm not judging). Though, the second you stepped into your kitchen, you saw him. Mr. Puzzles, in all of his TV-headed glory, confused as hell and either not processing things or just lagging (or both). He wasn't moving, he was just standing there, staring at a wall in confusion (mostly likely being confused on why/how the FUCK he ended up here).

The second Puzzles noticed you, he turned slowly to look at you and then yelled, "WHERE THE HELL AM I?"

Valid reaction, considering he's SUPPOSED to be a guy from a show you watch. NOT a REAL guy.