A lone pixilated entity floated above the cold steel floor of Lancer Shadowthourne's bedroom/charging station. Colored black and white, its black half blended into the dark room while his white half shined. This entity had no real named, and was only known as "Al" by his close friend and host, Lancer.
A frown showed on his digital face, staring into the darkness of his room in his unknown affliction. He floated pacing back and forth thinking about something. It must have been important from the grunts and occasionally whines he made.
"What should I do?" He thought. "I never thought of her like this."
The door slides open with light brightening the room‚ Lancer stands at the door seeing his friend with his head down in the darkness.
"Al?" Lancer said turning the lights on.
"Oh! H-hey Lance." Al said quickly straightening his back to look presentable.
"What are you doing just alone in the dark?" Lancer asked.
"Oh uh...just sleeping." Al said.
"... upright?" Lancer said.
"Yes." Al claimed.
"Still floating?" Lancer said.
"Yeah! It's just a ghost thing! Don't worry about it!" Al said putting on a smile. "So what's up with you Lancer?"
"Um...Well I was just about to go somewhere and I wanted to know if you wanted to come with." Lancer said.
"Where are you going?" Al asked.
"To see Gumball for a while." Lancer said.
"You're…..going there? Really?" Al asked.
"Yeah. To just drop by, maybe stay for awhile, talk to the kids. That kind of stuff." Lancer said. "So you want to come or-"
"No!" Al said loudly, nearly shouting. "I mean...no thanks Lance. I'm good."
"You sure you're okay?" Lancer asked.
"Yeah! Just a little grumpy is all from my nap. I'll get back to it!" Al said.
He dropped to the floor and curled up, fake snoring and "sleeping".
"Um...okay. I'll let you get back to...whatever you were doing." Lancer said.
He turned around to exit the room, saying one more goodbye and leaving with the door sliding to a close.
Al stopped his fake slumber and sighed out a sad, melancholy and depressed breath. He rose back from the floor and looked to the door with an aching yet tempting thought.
"Should I have gone with him? I guess it would have been better to go with him than to sulk here all by myself."Al thought. "Why am I feeling like this? I never thought I'd feel emotion, especially not THIS one."
"What is this feeling, burning inside me? It isn't fear, but it kinda is. It's anxiety, restlessness, delight, hope and despair all rolled up into one. What is it?" Al thought over his emotions, singling each one out until he got to one he never knew he could process. "Is this…love?"
Credits to:
PumpkinLOL (me) – Al, Lancer
Co-written by BlackAcez