Netto looks at his homework, "I have to write about a famous person, oh boy, but who to choose?"

From the PET came Rockman's voice, "Well, why not a historical figure?"

Netto snaps his finger, "Obama!"

Rockman sighs, "Isn't Meiru doing hers on him?"

Netto thinks back to class earlier that day, "I thought she chose that terrorist guy, Osama, their names are too similar, Illumanati confirmed."

Rockman rolls his eyes, "Jack me into the PC and let's look on the Internet."

"Great idea!"

And so in a flash the blue Navi was inside Netto's homepage in the PC, "Ok, shall I pull up the Web?"

Netto sits back in his seat, "Just don't use Internet Explorer."

"Why not?"

"It's lame, and slow."

Rockman furrows his eyebrows(?), "Netto-kun...there is nothing wrong with Internet Explorer."

"Clearly you don't know anything, and to think you're the one that lives in the Cyberworld."

"I am pulling up the Internet now."

Netto sits with his arms crossed, he sighs impatiently when he sees Internet Explorer being the browser of choice. "Rockman..."

"Yes?"

"Why did you pull up Internet Explorer? I got a better web browser the other day."

"You are mistaken, Netto-kun. Now, perhaps we should look into presidents?"

"Don't change the subject, Rockman."

"Don't put off your work, Netto-kun."

"Rockman, take off Internet Explorer, that's an order. I refuse to do any schoolwork with that horrible browser."

Rockman huffs and crosses his arms, "Guess you won't be doing any schoolwork then!"

Netto grabs his mouse and clicks on Rockman.

"Uh, Netto-kun?"

Netto begins to drag Rockman over to the recycling bin, and he drops him in.

"Ha ha very funny, Netto-kun!" Rockman edges his way out of the recycling bin just as his NetOp begins to close the web browser.

"Now then," Netto speaks to himself. "Who do I want to research on? Uh..."

Rockman appears back on screen, "Hey, you got an email, it's from Meiru-chan!"

Netto raises an eye suspiciously, "Really? I didn't hear my PET go off."

Rockman gets a look of nervousness, "Just...look!"

"You're acting awfully strange, Rockman. Is something the matter? Or do you just want to switch my web browser when I'm not looking?" Netto asks as he pulls up a different browser, the screen going white.

Rockman sweats nervously, "You don't understand, Netto-kun."

"Spit it out Rockman! What is with your fascination with Internet Explorer?"

Rockman blushes, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

Netto sighs impatiently, "Rockman..."

"Netto-kun, I apologize sincerely, you know I want what's best for you! But..."

"But you also want what's best for Internet Explorer?"

Rockman nods modestly, "Yes..."

Netto crosses his arms and stares his NetNavi in the eyes, "If I use Internet Explorer will you drop this whole shenanigan?"

Rockman clasps his hands together excitedly, "Yes, Netto-kun!"

Netto sits up and clicks on the old web browser, "I won't question you any further, now then, help me find a historical figure!"

In his mind, Netto assures himself that tonight he'll wait until Rockman is asleep, then he'll delete the web browser.

Rockman happily chirps, "How about Thomas Reardon!"

Netto types in the man's name, he immediately feels the urge to roll his eyes. "The man credited for creating Internet Explorer..."