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Lightbulb and Paintbrush sat at the kitchen counter, preparing for their small New Years party with their friends: Fan and Test Tube.
“Painty! I almost forgot,” Lightbulb exclaimed, running to their shared bedroom in the apartment.
“Oh no, what is it this time?” Paintbrush crossed their arms, waiting for some weird, stupid joke of Lightbulb’s.
Lightbulb ran back into the room, displaying a framed piece of wood with a bell and a caption saying ‘RING IN THE NEW YEAR’, “Ta-da!!!”
“Lightbulb. What the FUCK is that?”
“It’s a little doo-dad I got from Goodwill! You like?”
“That is the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen. But okay.”
~
Fan and Test Tube were in their shared dorm, Fan doing random kareoke, and Test Tube texting Lightbulb that they’d be there soon.
“JUNO WAS MAD, HE KNEW HE’D BEEN HAD. SO HE SHOT AT TH-“
“Fan! We gotta go soon. Are you ready?” Test Tube asked, turning off her phone.
“Yup. Also you interrupted my singing,” Fan had a face that looked like ‘:C’.
“Sorry. But we have to go.”
“Fine.”
Arms crossed, Fan went out to the car, following Test Tube.
~ TIME SKIPPP CUZ I’M ASS AT WRITING CAR RIDES UNLESS IT’S LIKE THE WHOLE PLOT ~
(I’m too tired to write greetings & stuff so have a countdown)
The living room of Lightbulb and Paintbrush was lit up with the gold LED lights that Lightbulb decided to glue on the wall as decoration.
“Fan, can you turn the lights off?” Paintbrush gestured at the light switch.
“EVERYBODY LIKES TO GET TAKEN F-“
“NEVERMIND. I’ll do it myself. Also where’s Lightbulb?” Paintbrush realized Lightbulb was gone.
“No need to worry, Painty-pal! I’m right here,” Lightbulb peeked out the side of the kitchen and walked back into the living room. She was holding a bottle of alcohol.
“Lightbulb. We are NOT having that,” Paintbrush said, sternly.
“Aw, fine. Don’t have to be a party pooper.” She mumbled the last part.
“I’d gladly be a party pooper if it involves stopping you from having a hangover tomorrow.”
Soon enough, everyone gathered around the TV, which had the live New York Ball Drop.
“5!”
“4!”
“3!”
“2!”
“1!”
“HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!” They all blew on their New Years horn-blower-thingies.
This was the start to a brand new year.