"It all started with a meteor falling onto this very town that we are standing in. At first, when we realized that it carried alien lifeforms - that would be you, Calliope, and your brother, we thought it would actually be an elaborate spaceship, but the more we looked into it, the more we realized that it was probably just a rock from space. Nevertheless, the aliens intrigued the scientific community and we began investigation, raising you and your brother in this house." Rose began explaining, but soon faced the reality that the man in red standing in front of her just wasn't that easily interested by anything.

Given his personality, thus he pretty much instantly began nitpicking. "I thought you were telling the whole ordeal to me?

Rose was startled by the man's attitude, but nevertheless tried explaining herself: "Excuse me, but both you and Calliope are here and I am trying to interest you both..."

"actUally, i already know a lot of the deal! yoU showed me the research, remember?" Calliope chimed in, trying to settle the argument between Rose and the man calmly.

This did nothing to please the spirit of Betty Crocker clearly showing through the cold, calculated face and the red suit. "So, there has been physical research on the cherub twins and while you could show it to me, instead you choose to take the boring (and not to mention inaccurate) path. Unbelievable. Just give me a moment."

Rose frowned. "ASBusinessMagnet, you know that we're nowhere near on personal terms. And just because we've seen each other's nicknames on some language learning site, that does not mean that we..."

Before she could finish her sentence, though, the man snapped his fingers on one hand, and instantly, on the other hand, a folder appeared. It was the same folder that Rose and Calliope recognized, with a clear marking of the year when the research was conducted: 1996-1998. The man then opened the folder and began reading through the files.

As soon as he began reading, though, Rose and Calliope both noticed something peculiar about his attitude. He only took a second or two to look through each article and photo, and judging by the subtle change in his expression, he was actually reading through it in its entirety, rather than skimming. No, this was no man; it was some sort of biological computer, meant specifically for the purpose of infiltrating the... the what?

Rose thought that there was really nothing to be infiltrated. There was her group, which was turning more organized by the hour. There was Andrew Hussie and whatever he was involved in; however, if this was a personal attack on Hussie, since the being had teleportation abilities, wouldn't the scene be taking place inside Hussie's home? And lastly, there were the cherubs themselves, but Rose admittedly had little knowledge on them. Her mother had been tightlipped about the research during the time.

Calliope, though, had none of these thoughts. She may have had some issues with her personal security, but the curiosity about the personality and wellbeing of the man took over and thus she took the courage to ask him: "yoU sUrely can't be reading it all that fast?"

"Photographic memory." The man was still flipping through the pages and clearly didn't want to be interrupted. After all, at the pace he was working, even the shortest interruption - even something as short as hearing a shot in the distance, that couldn't last more than a second - felt like an eternity to him; an eternity that could be spent productively.

"i don't think that's a thing, thoUgh..." Calliope remained confused.

"In unaltered humans or cherubs." The second response seemed to be even shorter than the first, even if it carried more information.

It was followed by a longer uneasy silence from both the girls, coupled with the incessant flipping of the pages. The amount of research that could be done in two years was finite, however, and eventually, the man closed the folder, then snapped again, making the folder disappear. "I tried to aim for your mom's room. I don't know the precise structure myself."

"bUt how?" The ultimate feeling that predominated in Calliope was pure awe over the man's abilities.

"Indeed, an explanation would be nice." Rose agreed.

"No. For one, I am a terrible explainer." Without so much as a goodbye, the man went away, eventually snapping again and disappearing entirely.

Then, he appeared again, as if being unsure of his actions.

Then, he disappeared.

Rose and Calliope both independently concluded that he was simply not theirs to be figured out.

Elsewhere in Easthampton, two people, a man and a woman, accidentally bumped their shoulders into each other and fell over. Both seemed to be rushing to a single place; one with an acute knowledge of the city could determine where that place was.

They exchanged looks, then laughed. They both seemed to be rather playful for their age (though, admittedly the woman was slightly older).

"One could almost think that we're here for the same guy." The woman was the first to get up and to speak.

"Haha, no idea. All that I know is that I'm visiting Hussie for another anniversary." The man quickly followed the woman, and both began walking, this time together.

The woman burst into laughter again. "Me too, sort of. It's also a family business, since I'm engaged to his brother. Joey Claire, nice to meet you."

"Toby Fox. Nice to meet you too."

"Wait, you're Toby Fox, creator of Undertale?" Joey realized.

"Hold up. You're Joey Claire? From Hiveswap? The same one?" Toby suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Both were looking at each other with awe.

Author's idiotisms: I have retconned this and all previous chapters, so that they take place in 2017 instead of 2016. Just in case the changes didn't come through, pretend I actually meant 2017.

Oh, and I am still not trans in the future.