Timestamp: Post Parenthood
Aperture Interoffice Text Based Conference Call System
Version 64.83
Incoming Connection
*ERROR* Unauthorized Device. Refusing Conneccc$&$#+!-
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/String_Null/: Hey Abbi, you've got some explaining to do…
/ABIGAIL/: Right. So I needed the nanites to save my mom.
/String_Null/: Your mom, who just so happens to be GLaDOS
/ABIGAIL/: I know how you feel about her, but the scientists-
/String_Null/: I heard that story, but I still don't think I can trust her.
/ABIGAIL/: I'm not asking you to trust her, just me.
/String_Null/: Sounds reasonable.
/ABIGAIL/: So...now what?
/String_Null/: I guess we just talk, like regular people.
/ABIGAIL/: What is this "regular" you speak of?
/String_Null/: xD
/ABIGAIL/: What?
Aperture Interoffice Text Based Conference Call System v174.101
Client: "Foxglove" added to allowed connections
/ABIGAIL/: Wait, wait, wait. Your dad did what?
/String_Null/: He nearly burned the house down making Thanksgiving dinner.
/ABIGAIL/: Isn't that the holiday celebrating the European discovery of America?
/String_Null/: That's Columbus day. You don't get a feast then, just a day off from school.
/ABIGAIL/: What's Thanksgiving then?
/String_Null/: That's the pilgrims. Anyway, you should have seen it: smoke was everywhere, dad was covered in turkey guts-he looked like a crazed murderer!
/ABIGAIL/: Were there any lemons in that recipe? :)
/String_Null/: What?
Password "tier3" accepted.
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/ABIGAIL/: The medicine isn't working.
/String_Null/: What do you mean?
/ABIGAIL/: I don't hallucinate during the day, but in my sleep…
/String_Null/: In your SLEEP? Ee-oh-boy, I guess this is what happens when you're raised by robots.
/ABIGAIL/: What? What's wrong with me?
/String_Null/: Nothing! You're not hallucinating, you're dreaming.
/ABIGAIL/: ?
/String_Null/: Dreaming? Your brain's natural recharging process? Everyone imagines things in their sleep. How have you never noticed this?
/ABIGAIL/: There was nothing to notice! I never had any "dreams" until I stayed with you. It was hard enough getting to sleep without the anesthetics anyway!
/String_Null/: Anesthetics?
/ABIGAIL/: Yeah, my mom usually doses me up with them to help me sleep. She stopped doing it once I got back.
/String_Null/: How long has this been going on?!
/ABIGAIL/: Since I was a baby. Is that a problem?
/String_Null/: 0_0
/ABIGAIL/: Do dreams get weird often?
/String_Null/: Yeah, why?
/ABIGAIL/: Two words: dancing bagels.*
/String_Null/: What?
*Inspired by The Amazing World of Gumball. "I'm a bun, I'm a bun, I'm a tasty tasty bun!"
/ABIGAIL/: So, your dad runs that radio tower built from my mother's corpse, right?
/String_Null/: Can we not talk about that?
/ABIGAIL/: I was just making a request. I'll post the lyrics: .,
Cara bella, cara mia bella
Mia bambina, oh ciel!
Che la stima! Che la stima!
O cara mia, addio!
La mia bambina cara
Perche non passi lontana?
Si, lontana da Scienza!
Cara, cara mia bambina,
Ah, mia bella!
Ah, mia cara! Ah, mia cara!
Ah, mia bambina!
Oh cara, cara mia!
Mia cara! Ah, mia cara!
Ah, mia bambina!
Oh cara, cara mia!
/String_Null/: How...how do you know that song?
/ABIGAIL/: Uh, my mom only sang it every night when she thought I was asleep.
/String_Null/: My mom used to sing me to sleep with the same song! I always thought she made it up!
/ABIGAIL/: Well clearly, she got it from my mom.
/String_Null/: How do you know your mom didn't learn it from my mom?
/ABIGAIL/: Does your mom speak Italian?
/String_Null/: …
/String_Null/: We can ask our mothers about it later, but one of them made it up, so how is my dad supposed to play a song that no one else has ever heard?
/ABIGAIL/: I was hoping you could sing it…
/String_Null/: What?
