Submission (#2137) Approved

“Ugh, it’s New Year already? Wait- You want me to celebrate with you? Who even are you?” The synthetic terra crossed their arms looking the other up and down with one stern look. “Tch, reptiles.” They hissed. “I got stuck over here because of the snowfall, believe me I don’t wanna be near whatever you are either.” The reptile retaliated. The synthetic looked around them at the immense snowfall, neither of them could leave.

“Well. I guess it’ll just have to be a fight to the death or something.” They moved through the doorway of the large ‘house’ thing. “Sure.” The reptile replied. “So aren’t you, like, cold-blooded or something?” The synthetic terra continued their tirade of questions. “Not in a murderous way, but, yeah. By the way, I’m Robbie if you care.” The synthetic terra rested their floating head on their palm. The lightning bolt in their visor crackled into something of a smile. “Robbie. That’s a weird lizard name but whatever, I’m Cyclone.” They looked at each other, the little gator in Robbie’s visor not amused.
“Since we’re stuck together for New Year's, is there anything you want to do? Like, make lists of goals we’ll never do, pop party crackers, throw eggs at people walking by, throw darts, or-” They stopped and looked at Robbie. “Hm. You know what, why don’t you tell me what your new year's goals are.” They pointed directly at Robbie, waiting for an answer. “Oh- Uh… Hm. I haven’t actually thought about that yet.” Robbie seemed stuck in thought, nothing coming to mind. “Well, while you think, I have one. I’ll take over the world and set it all on fire in the next ten years.” They stated proudly, pulling a party cracker out of nowhere and popping it.

“That’s definitely an interesting goal I guess. I don’t have anything honestly, I don’t like setting crazy goals only to disappoint myself. Heh.” Robbie shrugged, leaning back into the cold leather couch. “Hm.” Cyclone sighed, crossing their legs. They were bored out of their mind. “I wish the snow would melt faster.” Cyclone mindlessly complained, tapping their claws against the carpet. “Well if you have a hairdryer why don’t you go out and melt it?” Robbie joked, tapping his claws as well.

“Well. Do you have any hobbies? Anything you’ll do other than ending the world…?” Robbie asked, looking over at Cyclone, waiting to see if they’d answer. “OH, hmm. I have a bunch but I can’t remember right now.” Cyclone leaned back looking up at the ceiling, tapping their visor and thinking. “Honestly, all that I can think of is just that I want to go shopping and buy more niche decorations. This place is pretty bland as it is.” Cyclone shrugged a bit. Suddenly, the news came on and about the snow, Robbie looked outside and saw the snow melting somewhat. “Looks like you’ll be leaving soon then, huh.” Robbie nodded. “Well uh, I guess it was nice knowing you…?” Robbie stated awkwardly. “Tch, I guess.”

( https://toyhou.se/~literature/221525.ugh-new-year https://docs.google.com/document/d/1FpNlqeid_RWCh0HN2TfsWmc3pQ12-0brJjUMwQU9-_k/edit )