Ugh.. today was horrible. You had tried to reconnect with people you had hurt, and.. failed. Horribly. They didn't even let you apologize! Their store sucked anyways! But whatever. You take the bus ride back home, angrily. But the more you rode, the more you felt like an asshole. And the more you felt hopeless..

That was last night. You pretty much ignored the concerned looks of your cousins. Even threw a soda can at Bronze when he tried to check in on you. You just.. watched TV. Not really sleeping, just.. letting yourself rot on the couch. Eating chips and drinking soda. It was better than trying to do other things, and Silver and Bronze worked on the show together good enough. You just didn't care enough at this point.

Until.. your program turns to static. You try clicking your remote, getting increasingly annoyed when it doesn't work. You were just on the best part, too.. well, you weren't really even paying attention either way. Until..

You see him. He jumps up to be visible on the TV screen, startling you and causing the remote to fly out of your hand and onto the couch. Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit.

"Missed me?~"

Mr.Hand spoke mockingly. He was on the TV. On YOUR TV. It was pretty easy to make a connection with your TV, in all honesty. He just had to pull some strings from his dimension, and it was reality. Or, technically not reality, considering it was just your TV, but it was close enough.