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"Glitch! GLITCH?"
I was jolted awake. GUI was screaming signal at me. "What is it?"
"Glitch!" She rejoiced. I was instantly crowded by a host of keytool energy, dog-piling on me.
Gibson's signal boomed over the flitting of the crowd. "Back off! Back off! Give him some room to parse!" The others did so and I took a moment to gather my bearings. Gibson pulled in. "Glitch, are you alright?"
"I guess so." I said. I could sense a deep ache. I thought immediately of Bob. "What happened?"
"Something went wrong." Gibson said obviously.
"Yeah!" Kink added, sounding entirely too upbeat and excited for the situation. "Yeah something incredible happened! Look!"
My direction was routed to the datastream around me. It was dancing with the cosmic light of tears and portals. It reminded me of being in the web, and in the net, perhaps both at the same time. It was beautiful. I felt energized. I don't know what had happened on the outside, but in here, it seemed like the entirety of the internet had come into my body and was flowing through me. It calmed and frightened me, but mostly awed with its brilliant patterns and coursing energy. The whole space was alight. "Its wonderful."
Grace idled up. "Do you know what it is?"
"Nah." I replied, slackjawed. "But it's giving me such a strength…"
"Strength?" Martin cried. "Could it be? Like a recharge?"
"It is all of Bob's energy." Errol said, braving a scan. "Its being reflected and reverberated about, gaining intensity."
"Sprites make their own energy." DiDio recalled.
"Something has happened that is preventing Bob from burning his normal energy off." Errol informed further. "This could be a problem. If he gets too over energized he'll become unstable and be erased."
"You mean more unstable than he already is?" Gibson asked. "Then this must be what doom looks like."
"Not if we can find a way to release the energy and even out his vitals." Errol said.
Did someone say energy? I was brimming with energy! Bob and I shared more than just code, we shared everything, including this new well of power. I drank it in then looked to my companions. "I think I have a solution." They focused on me. "Who needs a recharge?"