AN: I just noticed about 1,000,000 typo's in the last chapter. For those who don't know, a pitchloid is where someone has taken an existing vocaloid song and adjusted the pitch of not only the voice, but the music as well, in Audacity or a program of that nature, and claimed that it is a new vocaloid. These people tend to either be trolls, or that special part of the fanbase that doesn't know how to spell Miku's name correctly. Also, I'm working on some original cover art, should be done by the next chapter. Thanks, Image Manager! On to Chapter 9!
Chapter 9
"Look, Miku, this is our plan…" Kim held the book up to her webcam so that Miku could read it.
"Kim-san… this means that… we'll be free?" Kim was taken aback by Miku's response.
"F-free?"
"I mean… no loading time, we won't have to be rebooted every day, we won't have to wait for you to use your laptop…" Kim and Cam looked at each other nervously. Was it really a good idea to set them free? Rin and Len seemed to have finished their wrestling match, and their attention was grabbed by Miku and Kim's conversation. Kaito was happily watching his companions scurry around.
"Free?"
"Gotta say, I'd like that."
"We support this idea entirely!" Rin, Len and Miku looked to Kaito for his input.
"I'm on board."
"Kim-san, we'd like you to perform this spell." Kim was a little scared. If her own creations were demanding like this when they were in a computer, what would they be like in the real world? She glanced at her watch; it was 1 in the morning.
"What do you think, Cam?" Kim stared nervously at Cam, who was feeling quite smug; he had said that this was a bad idea. Yet, now, he liked it.
"Let's do it. Remember how excited you were at midnight?"
"...You're right. But first, we should make them eleven, like us." This puzzled Cam and the vocaloids.
"Why?"
"Well, they'll need to fit into the school, somehow, even if all they can do here is take part in my graduate thesis in a decade or something."
"Good point." Before any of the vocaloids could object, Kim accessed some code that Cam couldn't understand at all, and re-loaded her creations. Instead of 16-year-olds, the vocaloids had been transformed into their younger selves. Surprisingly, they looked pretty much the same. Kim grinned, propped up her book, and pulled her unused wand out of her pocket. (quite short, beech, unicorn hair)
"Okay… so I have to make an 'Infinity' symbol, and say…" Kim began to trace a shape in the air, and chant:
"K-amman d'en, mori-sa ten…" Cam watched her doubtfully. All he could see was a girl with a furrowed brow waving a stick at a laptop, but then he saw a small spark at the end of her wand. The spark gradually grew bigger, eventually becoming the size of a tennis ball. It detached itself from the wand's tip, and seemed to fizzle out. Everyone's hopes seemed dashed, but suddenly there was a white flash. Kim and Cam couldn't see or feel anything; but the vocaloids could feel a new kind of warmth. Not the artificial warmth that comes from an overheating fan, but the heat of an organic life form. The light subsided, allowing Kim and Cam to open their eyes. The laptop was gone; but in its place were four living vocaloids.
"Oh, wow." All were silent for a minute.
"I think that this is worthy of a report to Dumbledore." The vocaloids began to look around their new world. Rin was the only one who seemed slightly unimpressed.
"Pitchloid, where are we going to sleep?" Rin seemed to be talking to Cam.
"Why are you calling me pitch-"
"I guess you guys will just have to sleep in here…?"
"If we must." Rin was slightly annoyed at having to sleep in the common room. The rest were still blown away. "What is your name, anyway, Pitchloid?" Kim was ready to step in, but to her surprise Cam did it for her. His confidence around the vocaloids seemed to be growing.
"My name is Cameron. Stop calling me Pitchloid!"
"It's not my fault that you sound like one."
"Rin!" Len seemed to have gained the power of speech. "Call him by his real name!"
"You can't make me." Rin stuck out her tongue at Len.
"Just don't accuse people of being pitchloids!"
"You're right, pitchloids are never designed chubby…"
"Rin!" Kim was losing her patience.
"You two, be quiet. All of you, go make yourselves inconspicuous until we can get down here again." Kim was explicitly pointing at each vocaloid as she spoke. "And you," She turned her finger onto Cam, before realising that he didn't need commanding. "Go… and… do stuff." The group dispersed, each of them anticipating the next morning, when a report would be made to Dumbledore.
