The Popgoes and Candy Show!

Episode 13: Elementary, My Dear Candy

(After having a long fight with The Chief across universes, Popgoes and Candy decided to take a break for just a day. They were exhausted after all.)

Candy: ...I spy with my little eye...something green.

Popgoes: Is it me?

Candy: ...maybe.

Popgoes: (sigh) I think we're running out of things to talk about.

Candy: ...actually, ya know what I wanna know?

Popgoes: Hmm?

Candy: If there's a version of everyone we know out here...how come we haven't seen any versions of us yet?

Popgoes: I...that's a good question...

Candy: Yeah! What's up with that?

Popgoes: Maybe we're just one of a kind?

Candy: As much as my ego would love to believe that? I doubt it.

Popgoes: True, true...it would be pretty cool to meet another version of myself!

Candy: What if it's an evil version?

Popgoes: S-still!

(The next day, after some breakfast, Popgoes and Candy looked at each other.)

Candy: So, what do you think this universe will have?

Popgoes: Umm...how about...robot frogs? We haven't seen that yet.

Candy: Nah, I'm betting abominable snowmen.

Popgoes: Whatever it is? Prepare for anything.

(He shoots a portal and they rush through, secretly expecting home as always. But once again, they didn't arrive in their restaurant...but instead? A strange office. Everything was in black and white, and with a rather gritty feel. Both Popgoes and Candy are dressed in hats and trenchcoats straight out of the 1940's. They looked like...detectives?)

Popgoes' mind: It's quiet...too quiet. I walk around the office, carefully studying our latest case. Several disappearances lately, but all of them with next to no evidence. Yet, there's some kind of connection to Afton's Nightclub. I just know it.

Candy's mind: William 'Springtrap' Afton's been a longtime criminal, we just couldn't pin him on any crimes- Hang on...wait, Pop, what the fuck is going on!?!

Popgoes' mind: I-I don't know! Wait...can you hear my thoughts?

Candy's mind: Yeah! Can we read each other's minds?

Popgoes' mind: This is insane! And...now I feel like I have no privacy for some reason.

Candy's mind: What? Something you don't want me seeing?

Popgoes' mind: You're one to talk.

Candy's mind: Hey!

Popgoes' mind: Look, how about we just focus on the case?

Candy's mind: Right, right- wait. When were we detectives?

Popgoes' mind: I...have no idea. And when did we have knowledge about this case? I feel like I have two sets of memories...

Candy's mind: Hang on, did we just steal the bodies of versions of us-

(The door suddenly opens and Sara The Squirrel herself rushes in, wearing a dress straight out of the 1940's as well.)

Sara: Oh, thank goodness you both are here!!! I need your help!!!

Popgoes' mind: And there she walks in...Sara The Squirrel. And usually whenever she would walk in, there was nothing but trouble. She and I were old friends. She's got a good heart, but she often finds herself in the wrong place. Her sister might be worse-