I can't help it...it's too cute to leave it at the first chapter. Ok, so this one, Quorra's a little older (think Grid equivalent of a two-year old). And she goes and spends the day with Daddy Jalen in Tron City...where they meet a friend.

Chapter 2

Sneaking Out

The Nexus glowed with brilliant light as Radia closed her eyes, letting the energies swirl around her, giving her everything she wanted to know about the system.

She cracked her eyes open and saw the tiny form of her daughter kneeling down in front of the Nexus, her blue eyes closed.

Radia reclosed her eyes and sifted through the information once again.

Quorra was bored. The Child ISO had been sitting in front of the Nexus for a long time…waiting for her mother to finish up and take her to Tron City to explore.

The young ISO closed her eyes again, nearly falling asleep…

"Psst! Quorra!"

Quorra cracked open an icy-blue eye and looked towards the corner…just to see her father's tall, slender form peeking out from behind a pillar.

"Come on!" Jalen grinned.

"Daddy!" Quorra whispered, "I can't weave Mommy, she pwomised she'd take me to Twon City!"

Jalen grinned, motioning to her.

"What your mother doesn't know, won't hurt her," Jalen chuckled, holding out his arms.

Quorra closed an eye, casting a look towards her mother…before getting up off the floor and toddling towards her father.

Jalen swept her up in his arms and set her on his shoulder, his own ice-blue gaze sparkling as he looked at his daughter.

"See, that wasn't so bad," Jalen purred softly as he and Quorra walked towards the Solar Sailer docks, "Right?"

"Wight!" Quorra chirped, throwing up her tiny arms as Jalen laughed.

Jalen grabbed the railing of the Solar Sailer and swung himself and Quorra onto the car.

"Daddy?" Quorra asked, "Where we goin'?"

"Thought I'd take you to go see the capitol," Jalen smiled, "Just like your mother said…but I'd do it quicker,"

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"It was all your fault!"

"Like the Void it was!"

"Was so!"

"Was not!"

A white Disk flared and sang into the area, clanging into the two Disks and knocking them from their owners' hands.

The two squabbling Security Programs froze as the white garbed Monitor tapped his foot impatiently.

"Reeve, Hayden, is there a problem?" Tron growled.

"No!" Hayden squeaked before clearing his throat, "No, there's no problem sir!"

"Except for the fact that you let in a little swarm of Gridbugs," Reeve muttered under his breath, earning him a swift jab in the ribs from Hayden and an unamused look from Tron.

"Gridbugs?" the Monitor asked, "And you haven't destroyed them yet?"

"Well…we have to find them first," Reeve explained, "Sir,"

"I trained you both personally and you can't find a little swarm of Gridbugs," Tron deadpanned, looking very serious…but there was a hint of humor in his steel-blue eyes.

The two Programs opened their mouths to answer when…

"Unca TWON!" came the sweet, high-pitched voice as something rammed into Tron's legs.

The Monitor looked down to see a dark-haired, white garbed ISO child clinging to him, looking up at him with brilliant, ice-blue eyes and a wide grin.

Tron chuckled as he leaned down and detached said child from his legs, tossing her up into the air with a playful roar before catching her, laying her on the floor and tickling her.

"Ah! Hehe! Unca Twon!" Quorra squealed," Hehe! Stop eet!"

Tron gave a laugh and whirled her up to his shoulder before looking at her.

"Hello, Quorra," he rumbled softly, "How are you?"

"I good!" she chirped, beaming as her father ran up, his white cloak flapping behind him as he gasped and sputtered for breath, "Hi Daddy!"

"Thank you…Tron…" Jalen gasped, leaning over on his knees, trying to catch his breath, "She…got away…from me…"

Tron raised an eyebrow at Quorra and set the girl down on the ground, letting her scamper back to her father.

Jalen picked her up and shook a finger at her.

"You, little one, don't ever do that to me again," he ordered, "I thought I lost you,"

"Sowwy, Daddy," Quorra mumbled, "I saw Unca Twon an' I had to say 'hi'!"

"You never let go of mine or your mother's hand when you're in the city," Jalen told her, "You could get lost,"

Quorra stuck out her bottom lip, blue eyes sad. Jalen closed an eye.

"That doesn't work on me little one," he growled.

The Child ISO flicked her ice-blue gaze up to her father and her lip trembled. Jalen's resolve started to crumble. Quorra sensed it and went for the kill.

She batted her long eyelashes and 'tears' welled up in her eyes.

And Jalen melted into Quorra's hands.

The Alpha-Class ISO sighed, shaking his head.

"I can't stay mad at you for some reason," he grumbled, "I'm starting to think you inherited that from your mother,"

Tron gave a soft laugh and turned to the two Basics, who were still staring at the ISOs.

"Don't you two have a Gridbug swarm you need to find?" he asked calmly, yet with an edge of steel that begged no question.

The two nearly fell over one another before racing out the door. Tron shook his head.

"It's so hard to find good help," he sighed, "I should have more Programs like you, Jalen, than these others. Reeve and Hayden are good, but I've seen better,"

"Oh…no, no you don't want me in S-Security," Jalen stammered, shaking his head, "I-I'd b-be very bad at it,"

"I've seen you fight, Jalen, you're very good," Tron told him, "Much better than most Basics I've seen,"

Jalen ducked his head, his cheeks flaring a pale scarlet as Tron gave a light smile.

"Daddy fight?" Quorra chirped, "Daddy teach me?"

Jalen looked up at his little girl.

"Maybe when you're older," he told her.

"Awww!" Quorra whined.

"Your Disk is bigger than you are!" Tron teased, poking Quorra in the stomach lightly, making her giggle, "I'll tell you what, when you're older, I'll teach you if your Daddy says it's ok,"

"Weally!?" Quorra squealed.

Tron gave a nod and Quorra whirled on her father.

"Pwease, Daddy? Pwease!" Quorra begged, yanking on her father's cloak and nearly making him choke.

"Ow! Ok!" Jalen chuckled, "I'll teach you what little I know and then I'll turn you over to Tron. How's that?"

"Yay!"

There was a tinkling sound and Quorra's head shot up, eyes bright as a Bit wandered into the room.

"Bit!" she squealed, pointing a chubby hand at the tiny creature.

"Yes!" Bit chirped.

Jalen gave a wicked grin.

"Quorra, go play with it," he told her as he sat her on the ground.

Quorra gave a high pitched squeal and toddled over to the Bit as fast as her little legs could get her.

"No!" Bit squawked as Quorra tried to jump up and grab it, "NO!"

Jalen gave a loud laugh while Tron chuckled at Quorra's antics.

"You'd be a good father, Tron," Jalen told him, "You're good with kids,"

"When the time comes," Tron nodded, "For now, I'm content to watch over them,"

"And play with them when you get the chance…?" Jalen smirked.

"I wasn't 'playing'," Tron growled defensively, "I was showing her a new…technique…of…of…"

"You were playing, Dear," came a female voice, making Tron freeze and his circuits light up almost blindingly bright.

"Hello, Yori," Jalen called.

"Hello, Jalen," Yori smiled, coming over to Tron, putting her own white-clad arms over his shoulders.

Tron turned his head towards her.

"Shouldn't you be working on the Solar Sailer?" he asked.

"I got done," Yori shrugged, watching as Quorra managed to snag one of the Bit's pointy edges, only to yelp as it became more of a spine.

The Child ISO burst into tears and ran to her father, showing him her injury. Jalen knelt down, his white robe pooling on the ground as he did and he looked at the gleaming blue code that sparkled in Quorra's hand. He picked her up and pressed his lips to it, reassuring her that it would feel better in a bit.

"Yori…I know that look," Tron warned.

"I want one," the Simulations Program murmured, "Is that so bad?"

"Not until the System's a little safer," Tron reminded her, "I'd rather have them safe than be killed,"

Yori gave a sigh and nodded, leaning her head into Tron's shoulder.

"Fine," she muttered, "But we are going to have a child. I'm not taking a no for an answer,"

"And I'd love to give you one," Tron told her, "Just not yet,"

Suddenly, Jalen stood, holding Quorra tightly as the doors banged open.

"There you are!" a male ISO yelled, storming into the room.

"Hello, Giles," Jalen sighed, "Finished tormenting Radia today?"

"Radia is the one who sent me here to find you," Giles snapped, "She's been worried about you both!"

"She knew exactly where I was," Jalen said calmly, "Hence why you're here instead of Gallium,"

Jalen turned to Tron.

"The best part about having a counterpart who sees everything is that she can tell you anything," he said, "The worst part…you can't pull anything over her,"

"Am I in twouble?" Quorra asked meekly.

"No," Jalen told her, tapping her nose, "If anyone's in trouble…it'd be me,"

He turned back to Tron and Yori, giving a small wave.

"See you both soon, I hope," Jalen said.

Quorra waved her small hands, a big smile gracing her face.

"Bye Unca Twon! Bye Auntie Yowi!" she chirped, holding onto her father's shoulder as they walked past Giles…

And Quorra stuck out her tongue at him.

"Quorra…" Jalen warned, making Quorra suck said tongue back into her mouth.

But he was grinning as he said it.

Well, playing through Evolution, Radia knows just about everything. So she knew were Jalen and Quorra were. Next up, hmmm...maybe having Quorra meeting the Admin for the first time? But where is up to you. We could have it in Arjia or in some other place on the Grid. Your choice!

Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.