"Ugh... my head." Gryll complained, opening her eyes and looking across the broken-down remains of the restaurant she found herself in. "Dude, Nebula, are you awake?"

"No." Dark Nebula responded, and Gryll looked to her side to see him coming out of what she assumed to be the kitchen. "There's no ingredients, I checked."

"Damn, if only there was someone RICH who could buy us some ingredients..." Gryll complained, looking towards the door.

…

Nothing?

"I said... IF ONLY SOMEONE RICH COULD BUY US SOME INGREDIENTS!" Gryll yelled, but again, nobody came. "HEY, IM AN UP-AND-COMING COMPANY YOU CAN STEAL ALL THE CREDIT FOR!" she screamed to the door, but once again, nothing happened. "Damn it."

Dark Nebula leaned in, "What are you doing?"

"Trying to summon Elon Musk," Gryll said. "It's not working, it would've worked in Season 1, this season sucks, I hate it!" she whined. "What are we supposed to do without funny pop culture references?"

"Uh..." Dark Nebula looked around. "Maybe fix this place up in the meantime?" he questioned, and Gryll took a peek around at the dilapidated structure, broken lights, dusted tables, and dust bunnies strewn about in unnatural yet fabricated looking ways that gave off a wholly depressing vibe just looking at it. It would take months to clean, and she'd didn't have months... did she? Nah, she didn't.

"Tthat's boring, let's do something fun," Gryll suggested. "Like, something COOL!"

"Like what?" Dark Nebula said, putting on a questioned expression, which was rather hard to do with one eye, but he managed. "Got any ideas?"

Gryll got a great idea and lifted her head up, "Arson?!" she asked with a smile.

"We're not doing Arson." Dark Nebula said flatly.

"THEN WHAT DO WE DO?!" Gryll questioned, slamming her face on the counter. "Elon won't show up, so we have lost any semblance of the funny, this is literally the worst fanfiction EVER, worse than My Immortal, worse than anything Yoshizilla puts out, even worse than KIRBY SKYFALL—"

"Hi." a voice said, and Gryll shot up from her seat to see a person standing in front of the counter, though only their hair seemed to pop over the top of the counter. Gryll peered over the counter and saw an odd young humanoid-looking creature with long red hair and peerless, pitch-black eyes which started directly at Gryll. It was wearing a white puffy coat, black leggings, and generic looking white shoes.

Eyes blacker than the entirety of the state of Georgi- er... let's just skip that joke! Hahah, we've done that what, five times now, and it hasn't been funny? Yeah, let's just skip this, in fact skip the whole paragraph, this one doesn't exist!

Gryll tilted her head to the side, and the creature tilted its head in tandem. "Who are you?" Gryll asked.

"Ummmmmm..." the creature put a hand to its face. "I dunno, I think Blue Hat Waddle Dee called me Poppy, so that's it." Poppy shrugged. "You guys know where Kirby is, we were just kinda in a black void."

Gryll sucked her teeth, "Black void?"

"Yeah, black void," Poppy confirmed. "Come to think of it, I couldn't really talk prior to that, well, I could talk with him, so that fact that you lot are understanding me must mean you're special."

"Like what, are you Dark Matter or something?" Dark Nebula asked, and Poppy's neck craned over to Dark Nebula. Dark Nebula's pupil shrunk. "Oh."

"Oh." Poppy said, and the two just glared at each other. Poppy sighed, "Did you bring me here?"

Dark Nebula shook his head, "Nope, K did."

"Who's K?" Gryll asked.

"Our Boss?" Dark Nebula said, pointing to what was the bathroom door, which now had a sign which read in black marker, 'K's Den' hanging above. "She literally hired us?"

"I don't remember that." Gryll muttered. "Huh."

"Regardless," Poppy began. "This must be the abject failure convention if he's here."

"Says the guy who got sealed away by a big nosed cultist." Dark Nebula muttered.

Poppy placed its hands on its hips, "You were in a treasure chest for a thousand years." they spoke, pointing at Dark Nebula with an angry hand. "Then you made the WORST final boss battle ever, that clone of D-Blade did better than you, and it wasn't even real!"

"I DON'T TAKE KINDLY TO SLANDER!" Dark Nebula screeched, floating into the air as his McDonald's hat fell off his head, and his purple outlines changed to be a fiery red. "APOLOGIZE."

"What are you going to do, move at me in an erratic pattern!?" Poppy yelled back, seeming phased by the threat as Gryll backed away. "Goodness, no wonder you were kicked from the group."

"YOU LITTLE-" Dark Nebula paused and looked over to Gryll. She was visibly frightened, though clearly trying her best not to show it on her face as she looked away. "Whatever, I don't even think this is the same universe, so we have other things to worry about..."

"Why not?" Poppy pondered, scratching its head. "Why isn't this the same universe, I mean."

"It's hard to remember, but back in Season 1 of Dark Nebula Works at McDonald's, it was... different, a different time, different priorities, different maturity levels, you know?" Dark Nebula asked, floating back down and shifting back to his usual purple hue. "This just feels... different, the air feels different on my body, everything is just slightly off."

"Come to think of it, yeah..." Gryll noted, taking a step forward. "Usually, we'd be done by now, or some random = funny nonsense would show up, but uh... nope, nothing."

ANYWAYS, ELON MUSK SHOWED UP! "HEY GUYS ITS ME ELON MUSK!" Elon MUsk! SAID! WOW HE'S HERE, "HAHAHA TWITTER!"

"Not right now." Poppy said, interrupting the text. "If this is a different universe, then how did K bring us here?" it pondered, looking away. "More importantly, can we get back?"

ELON MUSK shot in! "Hey guys I'm Elon Mu-"

"Shut up!" Gryll yelled, waving the interruption away. "Okay, okay, if this is an alternate universe, or alternate dimension, then why are we here!?"

"Maybe we won a raffle?" Poppy guessed, picking itself up on the counter. "I mean, I don't mind it if I get to be real for more than like 12 chapters."

"Well, if we're in the same boat, then why not form a trio?"

Elon Musk shot in, "A dugtrio?" HE SAID, MAKING LE EPIC POKEMON REFRENCE!

"No, like a Dark Matter trio." Dark Nebula corrected. "Well, Dark Matter duo and Gryll, now get out, we're busy."

"Wait, Dark... Matter?" Gryll repeated, and Poppy and Dark Nebula looked at her. "I don't get it."

"Allow me to explain." Poppy cleared its throat and held its hands up. "We're like, the definition of evil, I'm Void Termina, he's Dark Nebula, we're all Dark Matter, like a billion years ago we were created by negative emotion, yadda yadda, sealed away, yadda yadda, we were both released, bing bang boom, thirty games later, and here we are!"

"Bro just explained Kirby Skyfall lore in 1 sentence when it took the author twenty chapters." Dark Nebula muttered. "Deadass."

"Uh... okay, I don't think my ass is dead, but alright." Gryll said, turning towards Dark Nebula. "Also, a word?"

"Sure, yeah." Dark Nebula said, and the two huddled together in a very awkwardly close position. Dark Nebula initiated in a whisper, "What's up?"

"Ok, so, here me out, what if we use Popcorn here to go on more epic Dark Nebula Goes to McDonald's adventures?" Gryll asked, and Dark Nebula seemed to be considering it. "We could like, do some cool stuff, see some cool people, maybe have fixing the restaurant be a subplot, it could totally work as fleshing out the world."

"But... this is supposed to be a joke story." Dark Nebula reminded her. "All the fans of Dark Nebula Works at McDonald's are gonna sue!"

"We have no fans." Gryll reminded him. "This is just the author making unfunny jokes to himself and posting the results for nobody to laugh at."

"Oh yea." Dark Nebula remembered. "Well, I don't see a problem with it," he said, and with a nod the huddle disbanded, and the two looked over to see Poppy standing on the counter wearing Dark Nebula's McDonald's hat. "Gimme my hat."

"No." Poppy said, giving a thumbs up. "I LIKE IT!"

Elon M-

"NO!" the trio said in unison, all of them jumping into the air and punching Elon Musk into the stratosphere, putting an Elon-shaped hole through the roof as he blasted off.

"God, that guy was annoying," Gryll muttered, shaking her hand. "Hopefully we won't have to deal with more cameos like him."

"Hope not, that type of humor isn't funny." Poppy spoke, "I mean, just having random irl figures show up for the sake of it isn't humor, I think that if we rounded up all the 'random = funny' enjoyers in the world, put them in a giant melting plot and just MELTED their remains into a throne for me to sit on, the world would be a better place, Y'KNOW?!"

Gryll and Dark Nebula exchanged an awkward glance. Gryll spoke up with a shy raise of her right hand, "Uh-"

"WHAT!?" Poppy screeched, and the two found themselves backing away.

Dark Nebula stepped in front of Gryll, "Nothing, ahaha..."

Poppy continued, "WHATEVER, I MEAN, IT'S REDDIT-TIER HUMOR, 'HAHAHAHA WOW LE EPIC PANCAKE, AHAHAHA BIG CHUNGUS EXCKS DEEE! KEANU REEVES, ELON MUSK!' NO!" Poppy- "NO, SHUT UP WITH YOUR TEXT TAGS YOU STUPID NARRATION MACHINE, I'M NOT DONE, LISTEN UP VIEWER, IF YOU LIKE THIS STUPID REDDIT HUMOUR I WILL FIND YOU, COME TO YOUR DIMENSION, LOCATE YOUR CITY, ENTER YOUR HOUSE AND RIP OUT YOUR—"

"Uhhhhh... wow." Kelstri said, letting out a laugh. "Okay, yeah, let's just end this chapter here, let Popcorn calm down." she said, fiddling with a wooden doll on the desk in her office. The doll had a red dress, and she was in the process of doing the upper body.

Hm.

Kelstri smiled coyly, "See you all soon, and remember, as Dark Nebula, Gryll, and Poppy do their little romp around Dreamland... everything is canon."