A/N: This was a responce to a challange given to meh! .
Harper stood in his lab, his fingers punching away at the on-screen buttons before him. A wicked grin spread across his face as he pressed his fingerprints to the installation flexi he had put into place. He muttered to himself, obviously pleased at his workings.
"I'll show them to hack into my files!" He announced cockily.
He paused for a moment, blinked, and then added "...Even if...they were trying to find me..."
After another minute and several refusal beeps, Andromeda's mechanical wonder took off the plastic-like material and rebooted his files. His famous 'I am so good' smirk was plastered all over his face as he heard the clang of boots against his metal-based floor.
"Harper. I have detected that you were upgrading several of your files..." When he turned to face Rommie, she seemed rather confused. "But I am not able to tell what... Is there a reason you have blocked me out?"
Her show of disappointment and confusion almost tripped him up. But after the happening of his 'death' and how she had mercilessly mocked him, he didn't feel so bad. Instead he tossed the flexi aside and leaned against the nearest stand.
"Seeing as these documents contain my personal files as well as my ingenious notes and configurations, I decided that you three beauties could access them far to easily. So, I have taken precautions against you reading my more... private thoughts." He waggled his eye brows at her.
"I see, a game." She noted. "Very well. Even though your only 'private' thought may be about how stupid you realize you sound."
The ship-avatar sighed and walked over to the newly refreshed consol. Using her
command prompts, she manually incerted letters. First she slid in 'sparklysparkly' after
his favorite beverage. No luck. Then 'PurplePower,' inspired by his bestfriend's
original form. Again, nothing. 'Neitzcheans-Equal-Owie,' 'BossSmosh,'
'GorgeousGenius,' 'AndriodJunkie,' and 'BabysBlueShoes' were also a hit. Even her
personal favorite, 'RomDollLiveDoyleDie' came up negative.
"Give up?" Harper asked, his eyes sparkling.
"Alright, Harper. Give me a hint." She resigned.
"What..." He took two steps closer to her. "Is my favorite thing in the galaxies?"
Rommie thought for a moment, trying to process her memories of him. Women, partying, and being right were all things he adored. But there had to be something else... Something she was missing! Then something hit her.
'MehGreatestCreation.' She typed into the slots. When the screen unlocked to reveal the next, she felt a tickling of excitement within her. She still wasn't used to human like emotions.
"...Harper..."
The blond haired mechanic shrugged. His eyes were fixed on the screen. Rommie smiled, and grabbed him by his shirt. Harper flinched, preparing for a negative response.
Instead, Rommie pulled him into a tight hug. So tight, in fact, she had to remember that he was an organic and required air. After muttering apologies, she grinned even wider. When the Andromeda had taken control away from her, and she had reset herself, Harper had been quite endearing to her. As much as he could talk about himself, he could never get words out concerning others. But then, that was what he had told her she was.
"..Thanks Harper." She whispered before turning on heel to go see to some general ship matenence. As she walked, she wondered if she had been programmed to blush.