(We open up in the year 2024 at one of the most popular animatronic-centered restaurant: Popgoes Pizzeria. A place run and managed entirely by the sentient animatronics who live there. And this isn't the only restaurant that works this way. The A.I of the animatronics is so sophisticated that the robots there are alive with their own thoughts and feelings.)

Popgoes: Alright, everyone! We thank you all so much for coming to today's show, but The Popgoes Pizzeria is now closing in 5 minutes!!! We hope to see you next week!!!

(Meet Popgoes The Weasel. The leader of the gang and lead singer with a British accent. If you could not tell, he is the face of the restaurant.)

(Kids run out the door with their parents or older siblings following behind. In moments, the place is fully empty.)

(Sara The Squirrel, the bass player of the band, walks over and locks the doors before stepping back in.)

Sara: Saturday and Sunday. Two days of some well deserved rest! Great show, everybody!

Saffron: Eh, coulda been a bit better.

(Saffron is Sara's twin sister, even if they look nothing alike. She's the lead guitarist.)

Popgoes: What do you mean? I think we did fantastic!

Saffron: I mean, we did good, sure...but I dunno. Spotted some of the kids getting bored.

Sara: Well, they're children. Those little ones aren't exactly famous for their attention spans, sis!

Popgoes: And that's what the games are for. If they don't want to watch the show, they can just head right to the arcade! Simple as that!

Saffron: ...true, true. Maybe it's just an ego thing.

Sara: (sarcastically) You? An ego?

Saffron: Hey, shut up! I'm being humble right now!

(Saffron playfully shoves her sister, who laughs it off with a great big smile.)

Sara: Oh, you know I didn't mean anything by it!

Popgoes: Alright, alright. Settle down, you two.

(The kitchen doors then open and out walks Stone The Crow, the head chef and former sign holder. He very gently takes off a chef's hat and apron, hanging them up on a rack.)

Stone: This might have been one of my busiest days yet! Not that I mind, of course!

Popgoes: You're sure you don't need any help? I could ask Blake-

Stone: Oh, I wouldn't want to bother him! I can handle it, my friend! Cross my heart and hope to be dipped in hair dye!

Saffron: ...pretty sure the saying's just 'hope to die', dude.

Stone: Goodness gracious, why would I hope to die!?

???: It's just an expression, Stone!

(Then, from the office walks Manora The Mouse, the manager of the restaurant and the not so secret girlfriend of Popgoes. She had a role in the band once, but decided that managing paperwork should be her role instead of Popgoes' in an effort to not overwork him.)

Stone: Gosh, words are tough sometimes.

Manora: (giggling) I guess!

Popgoes: And how was your day, beautiful?

(Manora blushes ((somehow)) as she walks over, setting aside her clipboard.)

Manora: Oh, stop it, you!

Popgoes: I could go back to 'adorable' if you'd prefer.

(Manora starts laughing as Popgoes wraps his arms around her.)

Manora: Noooo!

Saffron: Seriously, no. Please get a room.

(Popgoes and Manora's eyes narrow as they stare at Saffron. This is far from the first time they've been told this.)

(Sara crosses her arms and taps her foot as she also stares at her sister.)

Saffron: What? Not everyone wants to see you two hug and kiss all the time!

Popgoes: ...alright, we'll try to keep it more private.

Saffron: Thank you.

Sara: I think you're just jealous you don't got a girl of your own-

Saffron: Shush!

Stone: Err, shall I get started on dinner?

Manora: That would be amazing, Stone! Need any help?

Stone: Oh, no need! But thank you-!

(Then, from inside the breaker room, the door kicks open thanks to Blake The Badger, the chief technician and self proclaimed genius inventor.)

Blake: GUYS, YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS!!!

Sara: Oh, dear...

Popgoes: Blake, you look particularly excited this time. And I can only assume that means an invention.

Saffron: Is it the rocket hammer I bullied you- I mean asked for!?

(Everyone gave Saffron a look.)

Blake: No, that's still in beta- I-I mean, uhh, no! Cause that's too dangerous!

Manora: Well, what is it?

Blake: Come down to my lab and you'll see!

(Everyone looks at each other before shrugging and heading inside the breaker room...which turns into a secret elevator and starts going down. However, everyone is cramped and almost stuck inside the elevator.)

(The elevator stops and the door opens and everyone but Blake falls right out.)

Popgoes: ...we need to make a bigger breaker room/secret elevator.

Stone: I keep forgetting we have a secret elevator!

Sara: I tried telling Blake just using another empty building for his science stuff was less complicated.

Blake: Well, where's the fun in that?

(Everyone gets up and follows Blake across his laboratory. It's big, spacious, and filled with all kinds of pointless blinky yellow lights and various devices.)

Popgoes: So, what is this new project?

Manora: It's not going to be like the pizza tank, is it?

Blake: I told you we don't speak about that!

Saffron: I wonder whatever happened to that thing...

Blake: But no, it's much better than that!

(He takes them to the end of the lab inside the testing chamber, where a table covered by a large yellow cloth is standing in front of them.)

Blake: BEHOLD!!!

(He pulls off the cloth to reveal a chrome toy gun that looked like it was straight out of a low budget space movie.)

Everyone (except Blake): ...

Blake: ...you guys BEHOLD-ing?

Saffron: It's a toy gun.

Stone: A very shiny toy gun!!! We could sell it to the kids!!! That's a brilliant idea, Blake!!!

Blake: If we sell this thing to any child, we'd have to either say goodbye to the kid or the time-space continuum.

Sara: Err, you've lost me.

Blake: Okay, so...you know the theories about other dimensions? Alternate universes?

Manora: Oh, like in those movies?

Blake: Exactly!!! Imagine how cool it would be if we could view or even go to these universes!!!

Popgoes: Wait, wait...you're saying this is some kind of interdimensional ray gun?

Blake: Yup!

Manora: I take it back. This feels much more dangerous than the pizza tank.

Blake: Wait, what?!

Popgoes: Blake, if this thing works, this could be highly dangerous! You've seen those movies! I mean...anything could happen! Like-

Stone: A pizza monster!

Saffron: Can we cut it with the pizza talk? It's making me hungry!

Sara: (laughing sheepishly) I'm with you there, sis.

Blake: Well, yeah! I've considered all those possibilities. And The Multiverse is heavily theorized to be...next to impossible to explore completely. I even hypothesize that any possibility you or anyone else can think of exists as its own seperate universe. Even the smallest difference in this very conversation could create an entirely new universe.

(Manora rubs her head, already feeling her not-human brain starting to hurt from the mere thought of that.)

Manora: Wouldn't that make it even harder to get back home?

Blake: Again, I've prepared for this! I have our universe's coordinates documented.

Popgoes: Still...as impressive as this is? It feels very unsafe. Have you even tested it?

Blake: HA! What kind of scientist do you take me for? Any good researcher knows the value of safety of not only their companions, but themselves! And-!

Saffron: You haven't tested it at all, have you?

Blake: ...maybe.

(As their conversation continues, the portal ray suddenly starts glowing a bright green and begins to spark. Stone immediately notices and his eyes widen as he backs up.)

Blake: I just wanted to show you guys before I actually test the thing...

Sara: Blake, I-I still don't feel this is safe!

Stone: Ummm, guys-

Blake: I was really hoping you all would be more excited more about this. It's a monumental discovery! But I get your concerns-

Stone: GUYS, IT'S GLOWING!

(Everyone immediately looks at the portal ray glowing and sparking. They all back up before the portal ray practically bounces right off its stand, shooting a blast into the elevator and then a blue and green portal onto the floor, which it falls right into. The portal grows larger until its suddenly right under Popgoes' foot.)

(Popgoes screams as he falls into the portal, reaching out for something to grab, but to no avail.)

Everyone: POPGOES!!!

Popgoes: GUYS-!

(The portal then closes, leaving everyone in the lab to process what had just happened.)