New Year's Eve, December 31st, 2025

[bridge_carson]

So the plan had been to catch a portal to Fandom's New Years Eve party.

Unfortunately, the plan hadn't accounted for Conner and his former teammates showing up in the future as part of Broodwing's scheme to get them to work for him. Which worked... about as well as you'd expect, really. Anyway, then they'd had to explain how Bridge and Z seemed to

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[needsaparrot]

The answer to the question "how many pieces of popcorn can be lodged in Xander's belly" had yet to be determined by modern science, even fifteen minutes years into the future.

He was, however, currently conducting intensive research into the subject as he sprawled on the floor near Bridge's feet.

For SCIENCE.

[bridge_carson]

"I'm fairly sure 2026 will still have popcorn, if you were worried," Bridge teased.

[needsaparrot]

"Well, duh. But what if it's better popcorn? We need to get rid of this stuff to make room for it!"

Xander's logic was better than your earth logic.

[bridge_carson]

"It's all assembled from the same particles," Bridge pointed out.

He didn't mean it in an existential sense or anything; it was just that, well. They had a Synthetron!

[needsaparrot]

Xander pursed his lips and frowned at the popcorn bowl, then tossed a kernel up at Bridge's head. "You could make a New Year's resolution to program us tastier popcorn."