Chapter Two : Yin and Yang

Glen walked through the city in a daze, not really sure where she was going. She needed time to think before she went to meet with Dorthy. The clouds in the sky were quickly turning gray and ominous, a clear indicator it was going to start raining soon. And though she was water proof, the rain slowed down her functions more, and with how often she had been having problems, Glen did not want to get stuck in the rain.

A image of Vince flashed into her mind and she sighed loudly. Though he said she could do what ever she wanted, and that he didn't care if she shut down by a scrapheap, Glen knew differently. A few weeks after he had 'taken her in', they had a wicked round of fighting. And over a trivial matter at that. Glen had been so angry, she had stormed out of his house and taken a walk through the park a few miles away...where she promptly malfunctioned...

When she was re-booted, she had been shocked to see it was Vince who had once again saved her. He had checked her for scratches, then pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly to his chest. He then ruined the moment by telling her how stupid she was for leaving when upset and how he could not believe that someone would have made such a stupid android.

Ever since that day he never let her leave with out him, angry or otherwise.

However, sneaking out of Vince's house had been simpler then Glen had thought it would be. The poor man still had no notion that she had even left yet, nor did he know where she was heading, or how long she would be gone. She felt a twinge of guilt, but quickly pushed it away.

Having emotions could be quite annoying. Glen had always envied Dorthy for only having mild emotions. Though from her last letter, it seemed possible that the chip had been activated. Sighing loudly, Glen wondered how she was going to tell her friend about it. "I hate this..."

"Well, what have we here? I was not aware there was another pretty little doll in the town. Your very well made you know. How about giving me a look inside your control panel, hum?"

Glen's head shot up, and she gave the man before her a death glare. "Don't talk to me, you princess puff want to be. Who the fuck did your hair, your mommy?" Glen snorted, and laughed, looking at the man's fluffy blond bangs. Pointing a finger at him, her eyes hardened slightly. "Stay away from me pervert, or else..."

The blond man blinked a few times, then a slow wicked smile stretched across his face. He circled around the android like a vultur, taking in her looks, high, and expression. "Looks and acts like a human too? I wonder what your weakness is...with this much detail, your drive must constantly be overloading...I'm right, aren't I? Well now, lets just have a look, shall we?" Pulling out a control, he flipped a few switches, and before Glen could even move, she felt her control board starting to open. Gasping, she pressed her hand firmly against her back to keep it shut.

Her eyes flashed several different colors as her anger drive kicked in at full capacity, shutting off all other emotions, caution included. She kicked out with her left leg, sending the control flying into a wall, then proceeded to shove the annoying man into an ally way. Black swirls danced in her eyes as she took a step closer to the man, her fist raise, ready to smash his scull in. It was only when she heard her name being called that Glen realized was she was about to do. She quickly tried switching her angry drive to another, but it ended up being too strenuous for her circuits, and she once again fell into the dark void of cyber space.

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"Glen, how do you get yourself into these messes?" was the first thing Glen heard before she was turned back on. Turning slightly, she smiled at Dorthy.

"What can I say, other then it's a gift?"

"More likely a curse."

"Much like us...enough of this sad talk! You must have needed many a fast repair if you are able to fix me so easily. Any one you want me to turn into a puddle of human pulp?" at her friend's timed smile, Glen sighed, looking like a child denied their favorite toy. "No? Fine...how long was I out this time?""

"It has been almost three hours since your run in with Beck."

"..blond princess puff?"

"I...the man you were about to kill..."

"Yeah, blond princess puff. Aw, he left already? I was hoping to have some fun with him. The ass wanted to look in my --"

"I know. He tries the same thing with me every time we meet. Roger has had to save me from him on several occasions."

Glen grinned at her and raised her eye brows high. "Ah, the wonderful Mr. Smith again." if Dorthy had the programing to blush, she would have at that very moment. And the fact that she knew Glen knew it, made it worse. Pushing the thought to the side, Dorthy just started walking, knowing Glen would follow.

It was rare that they ever had a need to actually speak to one another when together. They knew each other so well, they almost thought as one. Though, to make themselves feel more human, words were often exchanged anyway.

"Where are we going?" Glen finally asked, her board program starting up almost instantly after they stopped talking. Dorthy turned her head, gave a look that said 'you act like you are two' then turned it back. Glen sighed and continued walking on, looking at the shops and building around her. It had been years since she had been here, and much had changed. Buildings, people, everything seemed to be different. She wasn't yet sure she liked the change or not.

They finally stopped before one of the bigger buildings. The gate opened when Dorthy said something into the intercom, though Glen was no longer paying attention. She had the strangest feeling that someone was watching her. Doing a quick system check, she found her 'paranoid' program was on. Probably because of what she had done to Vince...

"Glen...focus please. I would like you to meet Norman. He is a dear friend of mine."

"But...but I thought I was your dearest friend...are you trying to tell me this...human has some how taken my place in your memory chips! Unforgivable! I will never --"

"Stop or I'll shut you off."

"...You never did let me have any fun Rod..."

Dorthy sighed inwardly. When ever Glen was put out with her, she always called her Rod. Dor backwards. She had no idea why she did it, but it always bothered her. "That's not my name."

"Your right. You's your nick name..." just then an elderly man came walking out, a warm smile on his face. Glen found she liked him very much, he had a kind energy, making her feel safer for some reason. Reaching out, she grasped one of his hands in both her's and gave her brightest smile. "Norman, right? Pleasure to meet you. Glen Mage. And I swear that all the stories about me are untrue and unfair."

"Stories ma'am?"

"You mean Rod hasn't told you about the time I talked her into robbing a bank with me? Or the time --"

"Glen!" Dorthy covered her mouth with both her hands, horrified that Norman was hearing about her 'black past'. Because if Norman knew, it was only a matter of time before Roger found out. "Enough! I've told them nothing!"

"But we were legendary!" Glen shouted, her blue eyes wide in shock. "I tell everyone I meet how we --"

"Do not make me sorry for bringing you here my friend..."

Sighing loudly, Glen nodded once and turned to examine the room they had walked to. Whistling softly, she raised her brows in amazement. The only person she thought who lived this well had been Vince...Vince...

Lowering her eyes to the floor, Glen tried to push his face from the front of her memory board. If this kept up, she was going to have to delete him from her memory all together...the thought both saddened her and caused her to shut down once again.

Dorthy sighed, and handed Norman the tools to reboot her friend, handing him a small pouch to carry them in. "You will need this. Glen may be more detailed then I when it comes to looks and emotional displays, but as you can see, she is very flawed in her making. She's constantly overloading. I don't know how she's served without me..."

As she talked, Norman diligently worked on bringing the 'young woman' back to the 'living' so to speak. Her black eyes flashed into their deep blue color, and her hair regained it's color and shin. "Vince cared for me...he found me, fixed me and made sure --"

"Vince?"

Glen blushed brightly and refused to look at her friend. "He's a...human I look after...much like your Roger Smith..."

"He is not my Roger Smith. He is just...oh, never mind. Your just as much of a louse as he is..." she muttered, turning her back on the other android to start walking up the stars. "I'll show you to your room...Norman? When will Roger be back?"

"I'm not sure Miss. Dorthy, he said something about research after you left to meet Miss. Glen, and has not returned. I will soon be paging him for dinner however..."

"Thank you Norman."

"My pleasure miss..."