****[[[AUTHOR NOTES: both the Honda Puyo and Nissan Pivo2 are existing, futuristic japanese concept cars. Credit goes to both companies, for more details, just send a message]]]****

The span of time that knew the Earth's desolation was still unknown.
How long the world had been ruined was a mystery.
How long people and animals had been missing was also unknown.
Time ceased to exist.
The concept of time disappeared,
was hidden under some boulder,
dripping from the rim of a melting Dali clock that hung on a tree in someone's imagination.
Unknown Gone.

Sunlight struggled through the still-polluted clouds.
The clouds were grey and brown towers that floated in the air.
The 2 vocaloids woke.
Miki nestled against Gumi who still had her smoothe white arms wrapped around Miki.
"The sun", sang Miki.
Gumi smiled, and sat up, causing Miki to roll onto her back on the grey asphalt.
Something dripped directly on her eye.
She blinked.
When she sat up,
the glistening thing rolled down her soft, blushing cheek.
She touched a hand to her cheek and turned to Gumi.
For a moment, Gumi was perplexed,
untill she looked up at the dripping ceiling.
"Maybe we should travel farther off, where there are less buildings and shps and broken stop lights" said Gumi.
"Outside of the city?" said Miki.
"Right" said Gumi.
"What if people fled there, and brought the animals and isnects with them? What if the others..."
"Others. Vocaloids." said Miki.
It was coming back to her.
"Vocaloids!" she sang.
"Mhm" agreed Gumi.
She stood up and flexed her joints.
Smoothe as ever.
Miki did the same.
No rust.
"we must remember this location, to keep thr things we cannot carry, safe" said Gumi.
"That means one of the cars, and what else?"
"Other things we may find along the way.
We will come back here once we find things.
Then we'll drive seperately, and bring all the things to the place where people are" explained Gumi.
"Lets drive the Pivo2" said Miki.
Gumi agreed, and they were both inside the little car.
They drove out into the weak sunlight.
There was wetness all about the place.
Black buildings dripped.
Telephone wires were completely torn down.
Ashes were washed away.

"I wonder what ever happened to the little bird..." Miki wondered aloud as they drove. "Little bird? where?" asked Gumi, who was doing the driving.
"A while ago, many days ago, I had seen a bird. I put it down to sleep, and never saw it again".
"There must be more birds then. They must not want to fly here, however", said Gumi.
"We'll find the birds where there are less buildings and more trees" said Miki. "I remember seeing birds near lots of trees".

"Miki, do you remember the other Vocaloids?".
"Barely, I just remember that there were others".
"I wonder why we can't remember. Maybe its a defect" Gumi suggested. She found a highway, after driving over crisped patches where grass used to be, and rolling over a deflated ball.
"Maybe a defect that was proposed on purpose" Miki added.

"Oh! shinkansen!" said Gumi, pointing out of the window at the motionless corpse of a bullet train.
Miki pressed against the window to look.
She envisioned little figures of people falling from it as it shook to a stop.
She pictured fire eating it.
Were these actual memories, or new ones that she created?
Miki shook her head over and over to make the scenes leave.
"What is wrong, Miki-chan?" Gumi asked.
"I'm pretty sad that it doesn't move anymore", replied Miki. It was true, she was sad that it did not move anymore.
It was the farthest answer from the truth that made her shake her head.
Machines cannot lie.
Scenes of desolate fields and charred houses,
were like foreign paintings in the window.
Miki thought of Death.
What was it, really?
"Whats death?" Miki asked.
"Death is when something dies" said Gumi.
"Why do things die?" Miki asked.
"I don't know. Thats just how they were made" said Gumi.
They were flirting with sadness now.
"Do we die?", this time Gumi asked the question before Miki could.
"...In a way? If we run out of battery power, like the car" Miki answered. She finally answered something!
"Well, when people die, their hearts stop, and can never beat again.
Their souls leave their bodies to go somewhere else.
Their friends and families hold funerals for them.
Then, they never see them again,
except in photos" Gumi explained. "I feel scared" she admitted.
"These are things we do not understand right?" Miki asked.
"Yes. Not yet", said Gumi.
"Do you still have vocal data for songs?" Gumi asked Miki.
The sun casted a gleam into the car that was brighter than usual, but still the sky was dim.
It had gotten silent in the vehicle.
"Yes", Miki realized aloud.
"Then lets sing VOICE" suggested Gumi.

Soon enough, their questions were being buried alive by the sweet sounds of their voices together,
Gumi taking the lower notes and Miki the higher,
then they switched to find the perfect harmony.
The long ride shortened with their amusement.
The road to nowhere seemed much less ominous much less of a hinderence to their survival and friendship.