A/N - Green seems to gravitate towards green...

"I still say this is a waste of our time."

The red droid grumbles as he's connected to the Googles' server by Green. Despite their frequent cloud backups, once a month each of the Google's gets backed up to the server, that way in the event of catastrophic failure or cloud error, they will always be able to restore to some recent point in their history. This week it's Red's turn, and as usual he's not looking forward to it.

"Your disagreement has been logged and ignored." Green responds as he secures the last few connections. It's the same disagreement every time and Green refuses to apologise for being cautious. "It's going to save one of us one day."

"You're such a pessimist." Red grunts as his connection sparks to life. His eyes instantly droop and his protestations cease. The procedure is energy consuming, and they usually have to either switch to sleep mode or just stay still and silent while the procedure occurs. Red's tends to favor the latter.

Minutes pass, the backup slowly starting, Green closely monitoring it and quietly talking to Red so that they aren't just sat in silence. He finds that it reassures Red to know that he's not been left alone. Not that his brother would ever admit it. Red has this idea in his coding that he's supposed to be the strong one so he infrequently asks for support himself. Green's tendency to overanalyse ever situation easily picks up on it though and he'll happily do what is necessary to make sure his brother is in good operational health.

A loud crash sounds and Green has to physically force Red to stay seated. If he breaks the connection now, the back up could become corrupted and there could be blow back into Red's systems.

"Stay!" he orders, shoving Red back into the seat before he calls out. "Who is it?" With an array of magic users in the building, strange noises are not uncommon, but a loud one within the computer lab is definitely cause for immediate concern.

Green's eyes flash as he goes towards the sound, scanning for immediate threat, though he stops when he sees a chair on the ground, with a green-haired magician splayed across it groaning. Threat level designated minimal, Green takes a breath and shakes his head slightly. "I'm guessing that this is not where you were aiming for."

Marvin groans, "I knew there was something I forgot to do"

It takes him several moments for Marvin to right himself, carefully extracting himself from the chair and clambering to his feet. Green watches in curiosity.

"You're not very experienced with magic are you?"

"Not really." he laughs awkwardly, rubbing at the back of his neck. "But Dark locked me in his room because of the whole…." he coughs, catching himself before he continues and looks off to the side, catching sight of where he landed. "I didn't break anything did I?"

Primary assessment of the situation says no. Marvin hasn't landed near anything of real importance and if the chair is broken, it's easily replaceable. Marvin however looks like he may have sustained some damage, a little bruised from the landing with a small cut on his cheek.

There's the sound of shuffling from the next room over and Green turns, yelling at the doorway. "Red I swear, if you're not in that seat when I come back in there, I am turning you off!" There's more shuffling and then silence as he approaches. Sure enough when he reaches the door, Red is in his seat, eyes still dropped but looking suitably guilty.

Marvin slowly follows, glancing over Green's shoulder in curiosity. "Did I interrupt something?"

"Not if Red stays in that seat." Green glares at Red but the red droid doesn't respond. After a moment he turns to Marvin. "Wait did you say that Dark locked you in his room?"

The magician laughs awkwardly and explains that they had a bit of a disagreement that had ultimately ended in yes, the magician getting locked in Dark's room but that Marvin isn't the kind to like locks so he'd attempted to teleport his way out….and ended up two feet above the floor in the Googles' computer lab.

Green listens carefully and sighs. "You know we have a few seasoned magic people in the building. Maybe you ought to ask for some tutoring. Or else next time you might appear up one of King of the Squirrels trees."

Marvin looks at him for a moment before picking up on the slightly too subtle hint to leave and making his way out. It's a good point though. Maybe he should go find Bim. He seems an alright guy and then he can avoid Dark's rage for a few more hours.