Update: I got to use to a different story. I accidently wrote the wrong name. Thank LGTracy for that review.
In an apartment building near the heart of Chicago , high up on the 30th floor, two people of opposite genders and both in their late teens, were glaring at each other, trying to get the other to give in. The male tall, almost 6'5". He was tan, had dark brown hair, and wore glasses with a black frame and was tinted a light black. The female was slightly shorter, had skin the color of sand in the desert, a scar over her left eye, a blue star with a golden border on her right cheek, a blue shooting star on her right hand, a metallic Autobots symbol with black lions for the details on her shoulder, and a golden ankh on her left ankle. ,The male spoke, angering the female.
"Come on, what's wrong with watching the last few episodes of Hannibal?"
"It's disgusting, that's what. Why wouldn't you of all people want to watch Transformers?" The female asked, trying and failing to resist the urge to throttle the male.
"Simple. Hannibal is a smart villian, and there aren't enough of them in the TV industry. Why can't you just leave the apartment?" The male asked, a slight smirk playing at the end of his lips.
"What would I do?" The female almost yelled, before remembering that they were in an apartment.
"A one night stand." The male said matter-of-factly. The female had a look of horror on her face, before their eyes met. There was a momentary pause, before they started laughing so hard the doubled over and held onto the other for support.
"You're a smartass, you know that?" The female asked between laughs.
"Better a smartass than a dumb ass!" The male said before they laughed harder than ever. The male and female stayed in that state for a few minutes before they calmed down.
"But seriously," said the female, " what are we gonna do?"
"Well... I guess we could watch Transformers. But only if I get to choose the movie."
"Finally. Wait... Jason, was that your plan all along?" The female questioned suspiciously.
"No way, Zeta." Drawled the newly named Jason. "Would I ever do that?"
"In a heartbeat." Zeta deadpanned.
"And don't you forget it." Jason said while nodding.
"Jerk."
"Bitch."
"Bastard."
"How dare you." Jason said with a raised eyebrow. "My parents were very happily married when I was born."
"Well I'll let you know, I am human, not a female dog, and I cannot enter heat."
"I'm sure you just broke the hearts of a few men with the libido of a boar."
"And I'll happily do it again and again. So, let's get back on track. What movie?" Asked Zeta, pretending to be exasperated with Jason.
"Not the first, I've seen that to many times."
"And we've both read to many fanfictions about it." Zeta piped in.
"Agreed. The second one was horrible."
"It almost ruins the entire live action movie franchise."
"The fourth one we saw to many times trying to figure out the science."
"My ears are still ringing with how long you spent trying to convince me the man made transformers didn't have sparks and therefore couldn't be killed like they were in the movie."
"And that leaves the third one."
"Which we both hate that they replaced Mikaela with the damsel-in-distress Carly."
"But the preferable choice is still the third."
" Yes, indeed."
"Well, I'll go get it." Said Jason while he walked to the front of the room by the TV. He opened up the small cabinet by it and started looking for the movie. After a few seconds of going one by one, he found it and popped the disc into the DVD player. They then sat on the couch as the movie started. Jason found the seat to be uncomfortable, so he directed for half of the movie. Eventually, he got sick of it and got up, Zeta looking curiously at him. Jason took off the cushion on the couch to find a fake Allspark Cube underneath.
"Really, Zeta. Can't you keep better track of your stuff?" Jason asked impatiently.
"That's not mine." She said, even more curious than before.
"Well it's not mine either." Jason said, picking it up.
"It's metal! And sharp." He said, feeling the edge.
"Here, hand it to me." Zeta said with an outstretched hand. As he set it in her palm, they were zapped with some static electricity.
"How rude," Jason said with humor, "You zapped me."
"Hey, it's not my fault."
"Sure it is. I can't blame myself now, can I?"
"... it's not worth it." Zeta said. Jason smirked and sat back down after putting the cushion back.
After the movie finished, Jason had an idea.
"You know, we could probably get a pretty penny for the cube." Jason said..
"We could use some extra money." Zeta said, neither a yes or a no.
"Well then, let's go and try to sell it on EBay."
They looked each other in the eye before racing to Jason's room. He sat down and logged into his computer in an instant. However, the moment he was signed in, the screen went black with the words "Do you accept?" in white, along with a blue Terms and Conditions and Yes and No icons.
"Well, that's great. I was hacked." Said Jason leaning backwards in his chair.
"Try clicking the Terms and Conditions." Zeta suggested with a shrug. Jason clicked it and was met with foreign symbols scrolling up the screen almost faster than the eye could see. After thirty seconds, it stopped and went to the original screen. The two just looked at it in shock.
"Maybe try unplugging the computer?"
Jason did as she suggested, but the screen just stayed like that.
"And the screen?"
Jason did the too, hoping it would work. However, the screen stayed the same.
"I'm going to go call someone." Jason said while going to the door. But when he tried to turn the knob, it wouldn't budge, not even a millimeter. He looked up in horror at Zeta, who was staring at the screen.
It said "Choose. Now." and had a yes and a no. It even seemed like the room was getting darker, creeping the two out.
"Zeta, what the hell is going on?" Jason asked, fear evident in his voice.
"I d-don't know." She said haltingly.. By now the room was almost as dark as night and it was getting difficult to breathe.
"Try clicking no!" Zeta said, not without a little difficulty in trying to remember how to speak. Jason did just that, but the no stayed a couple inches from the mouse. The two froze, looking toward each other. They held a silent conversation with their eyes, ending with Zeta nodding. Jason turned back to the screen, pressing yes. The next thing they knew was black.