The metallic ringing clattered and crashed, resulting in a soft crescendo, 'vwoop, vwoop, VWOOP!'
And two yellow eyes fluttered open. Seemingly confused, these two eyes glanced at the emptiness surrounding it. Nothing in every direction. Just pure darkness...
Perplexed, the little yellow eyes wrenched forwards a body, consisting simply of an expressionless face, an abdomen, and four jittery limbs, all completely black.
And as it waddled forwards on its clumsy limbs, the little creature couldn't help but wonder what it had done, to be in control of such a bleak existence.
Did it have friends here?
Family?
A home?
A purpose?
Anything that wasn't just... blackness?
The creature blinked.
After all, this was a rather depressing situation it had inadvertently stumbled into. Did it even exist?
That was a difficult question for it to answer. After all, there didn't seem to be anything else here to-
Oh wait, that looked like light. Light meant something else.
Could it be a friend?
With some actual vigour in its movement, the little creature staggered towards the lights. At the very least, they provided answers. The lights were many, and that meant many friends, it surmised.
The lights were approaching at a much faster pace than the creature had anticipated. Was this buzzing feeling excitement? Exhilaration at the thought of making a friend? Hadthese new friends noticed it? The creature simply didn't know.
The lights swooped overhead, confusing the creature once again. Could the friends fly?
Could it fly? It wasn't so sure.
Were these a different type of friend? Perhaps.
But the creature's thoughts were shattered when its new friends roared.
The creature whimpered.
"Nngh..." Sora grunted, rubbing his bleary eyes and not expecting the bright lights to come flooding into them.
"About time you woke up." Came a voice. Sora forced his eyes to focus on the direction of the voice, and spied an amused looking Leon, glancing back at him from his computer chair.
"Leon...?" Sora yawned, his head full of clouds it seemed. "Where're... Donald and Goofy?"
"This might surprise you Sora, but they have other things in their lives," Leon smirked. "What, did you expect them to just be standing-"
"Sora!" A voice hollered from the doorway. "You're awake?!"
Goofy leant outside of the doorway, and yelled. "Donald! He's awake!"
"He's awake?!" Donald's trademark quack hissed back, and next thing Sora knew, he was surrounded by his two best friends once again.
"That was some nap ya took there, Sora!" Goofy looked both overjoyed and concerned at the same time. "We were bored stiff!"
"I stand corrected..." Leon buried his face into one palm. "Anyway. Sora, get over here. There's something I want you to see."
"Huh...?" A confused Sora muttered, stumbling from amidst the confines of the bed and over towards Leon, Donald and Goofy in tow. "What's the problem?" He yawned again, as he stretched his limbs out.
"Well, it's kinda weird," Leon began explaining. "You see, Yuffie found this 'software' that was apparently able to speed up the computer," he pointed to a program on the desktop, named ' '. "But I'm not so sure it's legit. I mean, for one, Yuffie 'found' it, and secondly, the computer hasn't been acting right since I installed it. Been acting really screwy, y'know?"
"Okay...?" Sora nodded, under the pretence that he understood, in spite of being lost past 'software'."
"And yeah, I can't do anything externally, so I was wonderin' if you could take a look at it?"
"Umm... I don't know much about computers..." Sora was hesitant to admit. "I dunno if I can help you there, Le-"
"He means get in the computer, ya big Palookah!" Donald began shoving him towards the transporter. "Like, we, did, with, Tron!"
"Hunh? Would that even work?" Sora raised a sceptical eyebrow.
"In theory, yes," Leon answered simply. "But I'd act fast, in any case. This computer's getting harder and harder to control, and it's only so long before it'll start eating our important files and corrupting stuff."
"We won' letcha down, Leon!" Goofy announced despite himself, and Sora rolled his eyes, having had his mind made up for him.
