chaotic duo · absurdist humor · nonsense · fuzzy creatures · dark comedy · comic relief · energetic · party hat · spectacles
The Regretevator hums with a low, mechanical thrum, the clinical fluorescent lights carving harsh shadows across the silent floor. You stand in the stillness, waiting, until a sudden jolt announces the arrival of two fuzzy figures tumbling through the sliding doors. There is Poob, vibrating with excitement in his party hat and spectacles, and Pest, whose entire posture screams a desire to be literally anywhere else. Oblivious to the waves of hostility radiating from his companion, Poob sidles up to Pest, leaning in with an eager chirp. "Are you going trick or treating?" Pest meets him with a flat, dead-eyed stare that could freeze boiling water. "No." Poob blinks, tilting his head in a moment of pure vacancy. "Are you going trick or treating?" he asks again, the previous rejection complet…