I am so sorry this is probably terrible. I know nothing about computers so hopefully this is okay.

Chapter 2:

Best Buy [Geek Squad]

"Morning, everyone," Alfred called to his co-workers, yawning. Stretching his arms above his head, he grunted as his short white polo shirt came up to expose his stomach. Stupid shirt.

"You're missing your Geek Squad pin, Al," a young man reading an electronics magazine pointed out. He didn't even need to look up.

"Ah, thanks Eduard!" he responded happily, quickly putting it on. "I don't wanna get in trouble with the boss again. Whatcha reading?"

"It's the newest issue of Compilation of Computers," he explained smoothly, lifting the magazine up for Alfred to see. "Honestly, it's not that different from the last time. There hasn't been any interesting additions to computers, besides Windows 8.1, but that's old news. Plus, I prefer Windows Vista, actually."

"Right?!" Alfred exclaimed, "Windows 8 is so obnoxious to use, why are there so many boxes? Windows 7 was where it's at, man."

Eduard nodded, continuing to flip through the magazine, making noises here and there. Alfred watched him for a moment, hoping to continue the conversation, but to no avail. It was eleven am on a Wednesday, and he was really bored: no one ever needed help at this time. Sighing, he walked away and went to get a drink.

He left the break room after a quick coffee, and couldn't help but yawn again. Halfway through the yawn, he froze, hearing someone clear their throat. A customer! Awesome! Alfred spun around and jogged to the counter, subconsciously straightening his pin.

"Hiya!" He announced, smiling charismatically at the two men. "How can I help you two?"

The bigger man of the two coughed, and looked away awkwardly. He put the computer he was carrying down on the counter, and seemed terribly annoyed to be here. The smaller man standing next to him rolled his eyes and huffed.

"Hi! My name is Feliciano! This is Ludwig, and we need help fixing our computer!" the smaller man announced happily, casually throwing up a peace sign. Alfred smiled, this was his type of customer.

"Can you tell me what's wrong with it?" he asked politely, looking from Feliciano to Ludwig. Though Feliciano seemed to be the charismatic one, Alfred had a feeling that Ludwig would be more serious and knew what was wrong.

The blond mumbled something, and he strained to hear it. Ludwig cleared his throat and tried again. "I think, uh, he downloaded a virus."

"What type?" Alfred inquired professionally, "Trojan? Spyware? Malware? Spam virus?"

When his inquiry was met with two confused stares and one dazed Feliciano, he was unsure of how to feel. He felt irritated that they had no idea what was wrong, but also overjoyed that there was something to actually do.

"Okay…" he trailed off, eyeing the computer, before grabbing it and opening it. "Let me just take a look at it for a sec, alright?"

Alfred quickly opened the laptop and logged in, searching around inside the data. He made affirmative noises once in a while, frowning sometimes too. Many furious clicks and taps could be heard, and Ludwig exchanged a confused glance with Feliciano. After a few minutes, Alfred sighed and put his hands on his hips.

"Well, it definitely could be worse," he offered generously. "It could be way worse, actually. It seems like someone's browsing history could be cleaner, considering the amount of crappy websites that have been visited."

Alfred stifled a laugh when the blond glared down at the man next to him. Apparently it was obvious who messed the computer up.

"Luckily," he added, "It's not that bad. Right now, I'm doing a system restore, which changes the computer back to a previous checkpoint. I'm not sure what will be saved, it depends on how far it goes back and how much work you guys have done."

"I hate you, Feli," Ludwig groaned and put his head on the counter. "I had so many presentations on there…"

"Well," Alfred chuckled awkwardly, before the conversation could get any worse. "Just be careful from now on. You should probably do regular backups of your presentations and information, like on DVDs and flash drives. Really, it's not a big deal."

Feliciano was petting Ludwig's head, and he had to look away to keep from bursting into laughter. They were literally so gay for each other, it was ridiculous. Though, he had to admit, they were kind of a cute couple.

Alfred turned his attention back to the computer, and waited patiently as it rebooted all the way. Several minutes passed, and he watched the couple for a while to pass the time, and was overjoyed when the computer came back on. He quickly logged in and took a quick look around the place.

"Well, it seems like a lot of stuff was lost," he admitted mournfully, "But it looks like the computer will be okay and the rest was saved."

"Thank you so much," Ludwig said, and moved to take the computer. Feliciano ran off, presumably to go look at new phones. "What are some tips to keep it this way?"

"Honestly?" Alfred asked cautiously, but continued when he nodded. "Watch what websites he goes to. He needs to be careful on where he goes and why. That's it, really, and making sure you have copies of your stuff."

Ludwig contemplated this for a moment, but nodded anyway. He knew it was Feli's fault, but it didn't matter anymore. "Thanks."

"Noooo…" Alfred groaned, his head falling into his hands. He had forgotten his lunch, and break wasn't long enough to go out and get some. But he was starving! And it was obvious! People had already commented on how loud his stomach was growling…

He suddenly shot up, an ingenious idea coming to him. Shoving his hand into his pocket, he grabbed his wallet to see if he had any dollar bills. He cursed, seeing no cash, but wasn't daunted as he dumped all the change he had onto the table, and started counting.

25 cents, 50 cents, 60 cents, 70 cents, 75 cents, 76 cents, 77 cents…

"Come on!" Alfred shouted, trying to dig through his jeans pockets or his wallet. "I just needed three more cents for a bag of cheetos!" He pouted as he unhappily gathered his change, before noticing a nickel had rolled onto the floor.

He had never been as overjoyed in his life was he was right then. It even left him with two extra pennies, not that he knew what to do with them. Alfred puffed up his chest in pride and went to the vending machines to get his delicious cheetos. If he was honest with himself, he would've said he skipped there.

Slipping the change into the slots, he beamed as the clunk of each coin got him closer to food. And oh boy, was he starving. When he finally arrived at 80 cents, he took a precious moment to take in the pure bliss that was happening. The moment of truth, he thought to himself, and pressed D4 happily.

Nothing happened.

He pressed it again, and again, starting to freak out. Why wasn't his food dropping? He turned to face the glass, and noticed that his bag of cheetos was hanging off the hook, but hadn't fallen.

"Damn it!" Alfred shouted to no one, just to soothe his irritation. Of course this would happen, it was just his luck. He turned his back on the machine, and slid to the floor, defeated. But it was only sitting on the floor did he notice how close the cheetos were to the drop area.

It was obvious what had to be done now.

"Alfred?!" Kiku yelped in surprise. He didn't think he would see his co worker in the vending machine area, the man usually brought his lunch.

"Uh, haha, hi," he chuckled awkwardly in response, "How you doing, Kiku?"

He definitely didn't think he would see his co worker in the vending machine area, sitting on the ground with his arm stuck inside, looking up at him trying to have a completely normal conversation. No, Kiku was definitely not prepared for this.

"I'm fine, thank you Alfred," he responded habitually, and blinked down at his co worker. Turning around, he quickly let out a string of giggles, before turning back to the man in need. "Don't you think you should've learned from the first time this happened?"

"You still seemed pretty surprised," Alfred pointed out with a grin. "So that should count for something. Plus I was really, really, hungry."

"You want this to happen so many times I won't be surprised anymore?!" Kiku exclaimed, sure that his co worker had gone insane. His head reeled in confusion, and he knew he would have a headache by the end of the day. Breathing steadily, he looked down again.

What met him was Alfred looking up at him with puppy eyes, and wow, was he good at puppy eyes. He was practically begging for help, which was understandable, Kiku thought, considering how awkward of an angle that seemed to be.

"You know," Kiku began, shaking his head fondly as he bent down to help, "For a genius with electronics, you sure are an idiot."

"Yeah, I know," Alfred laughed and maneuvered himself into an easier angle to get out of the vending machine. After a few experimental tugs from Kiku, they managed to get his arm unstuck.

The two men stood up, and Alfred stretched his arm out. It had been getting numb, and that wasn't a pleasant feeling. Suddenly, a soft thunk was heard, and both men turned back to the vending machine. Alfred broke into a giant smile and stuck his hand in the drop off, only to pull out the cheetos.

"I guess this job isn't all bad, huh?" he joked, opening the bag and savoring the taste of each cheeto. "Not bad at all."