Disclaimer: Primeval and all its characters belong to someone else.
Just a little bit of silly fun whilst I'm preparing the sequel to Double Dating. This is pre Abby/ Connor and the team consists of a mixture of the old and new team. Matt and Emily still come from their own eras, but without the New Dawn influence.
I hope you don't think it's daft, but I enjoyed writing it anyway, even if no one reviews!
Short chapter, setting the scene…
Dating Calculator
Chapter One- The Game
"Connor! What's all this mess? I hope you're going to clear all this up?" Abby asked, frowning at the pieces of equipment all over the table. "And is that the TV remote control?"
"Might be! Sorry Abby, I'll clear it all up later, yeah? Have to have somewhere to make my…stuff!"
"What's wrong with the ARC, Connor? That's what it's there for…what are you doing anyway?"
"Yeah…that's the thing. This isn't strictly something for the ARC. This…" he announced, proudly holding what used to be the TV remote aloft. "…is my…dating calculator!"
"Dating calculator? What? Does it tell us what era the anomalies lead to? That's pretty cool, Connor!"
"Er…no…not exactly, although that would be a good idea. Have to remember that! No, this is a dating calculator! I get everyone to fill out one of these questionnaires." Connor replied, holding up one pink and one blue piece of paper. "Then, I programme everyone's answers into the calculator and it matches one girl with one man…a dating calculator!"
"What!"
"Yeah…but there's more. Each couple goes on a date, and then fills out one of these…" Connor held up a green sheet of paper. "Then I input the results, and the calculator predicts if the couple are suited. If they're not, it chooses another match and the process begins again! What do you think- good eh!"
"Well, it could be fun, I suppose." Abby said doubtfully.
"Great…so, Abby, here's your sheet. Complete it and return it to me by tonight, please. Then after work, I'll input the details. Once I've got everyone's we're ready for the off!"
Abby took a pink sheet and glanced at the questions. Nothing too personal. It seemed OK. Oh well, if the others were game, then so was she!
To Be Continued…