"Let's get lunch."

*sigh*

Every time. I do that every time. How many people will I hurt before I learn my lesson? How many will I snub?

I'm not that picky... am I?

Thankfully Fiver's home. That's good. Perhaps tonight will be a no curtains night. She seems to be getting a chuckle out of whatever she's hunched over reading. At least I haven't pushed her away... even if we never get any closer than this.

"Fine. What's the big deal?"

"You spend so much time on the computer sweetie, and seeing what's on the news, I thought you could use a break."

News? What news? Wait... A BREAK?

"You're confused. I'm sorry. There is... well, it's hard to explain... but there is something I thought you might appreciate. You'll understand later, trust me. Come sit here for a moment and I'll be right back."

Hrmph. So this big news then...

"...14 AM EST a chunk of data was accidentally copied over one of our older DARPA Network Repair AI. These programs have a basic mechanism to replicate and spread to repair network nodes in trouble. They were designed with simple pattern matching and learning systems to evaluate the node and based on their best analysis they rebuild the system. They also have the capacity to send hardware requests and report back what they 'see'. Think of them as white blood cells for a computer network."

"This data lined up 'correctly' with the original structure of the repair program. However the middle was a piece of code that causes undesirable results when called the way the NRAI calls it. The replication shutoff and CRC monitors were overwritten which meant they would never receive a 'Yes' response to the self termination queries or activate CRC tests. They quickly reached every networked system we had available... evaluating everything and trying to modify it to 'make it work'. Essentially the AI discovered the capacity to evolve. Given enough copies and deletes without shutdown some will acquire new traits. Most failed to start again, which resulted in worldwide system failures and a lot of extinct AI."

"However a few systems were hospitable. One of those was our nanotech facility."

Well that pretty much marks this as the most ironic day I could possibly experience.

"You haven't met her in person, but I do know you like to watch her. Meet Fiver."

"MOM!!!"

"The best anyone can do is go enjoy whatever it is you've always wanted to but didn't. Well... whatever you've always wanted to do that you can do in less than 30 minutes. That's about how long we think we can contain it. Considering how much we messed this one up... I wouldn't trust us either."

"I thought you two might like to spend some time getting to know each other since there isn't much time left."

What is she talking about? I know what I'M thinking about if I'm being honest but how awkward is it if my MOM arranged it?

"Thank you for your time... I wish there were more that could be said. Perhaps someone or something can teach them to love before they destroy us. It's about all we have left to hope for. Goodbye."

"I'm going to go spend some time with your father."

"Hi."

"Hi."

"I know we haven't talked even though we've lived next door, but I was always too nervous because I didn't feel I was up to your level."

What level am I on?

"I tried to practice though, I worked so hard, and I even finally met someone... but then when they tried to help me I got them killed and it completely ruined their game. I'm even worried in a hard to explain sort of way it might even be what's causing this here!"

Stupid... I'm the one stuck wondering that for real.

"What were you practicing?"

"I loaded WoS cause my little brother plays it... and I knew you played it... and I always wanted a reason to talk to you. But it went horribly and I feel so terrible that I've ruined someone's game, and maybe even this one and my one shot at YOU!"

(mind recoils) Oh no... what have I done?

"That... wait... VIPER?"

Fiver. Viper. *sigh*

"A...a...Asssstonnn?" "Oh god I'm so embarassed! I'm so sorry. My world is collapsing around me... I can't take this anymore!

Don't run away! Am I supposed to go after her? She wouldn't have run away from me if she wanted me to go to her, right?

Forget it... I'm going after her.

Whoa... ok this bedroom rides the border between flattering and creepy.

"I bought this gift for you while working at the Supermarket."
"I made this sculpture for you while assisting the Art Professor."
"I recorded this video of me thinking about you while working at the Gentleman's Club."
"I won a gold medal in Gymnastics."
"I earned my PHD in Human Sexuality."
"I am currently level 24 in WoS."
"Every day I've worked hard to be everything you want in a woman... and now we only have a few minutes left..."

"I can't do that with you."

WAIT... WHY DID I SAY THAT!?!?!

I... I can't bring myself to do it! Even... to... to possibly save the world?

What's WRONG with me?

Wh...?

Well that's not nearly as attractive as what she was saying before.

"If we can't be with each other before the world ends... can we at least watch each other?"

"That would be nice."

Mmmmm... Whew! Well I feel great now!

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