Um....Yeah...I died a bit...
Sorry about that guys, but I wasn't going to continue until I got to thirty reviews. Also, I started to fall out of the series due to the fact I barely had any inspiration. However, due to the feed back that I've gotten, I've decided that I'm going to continue my fanfic. :) I've gotten into Supernatural (which is the best freaking show EVER!!!) and I'm currently writing a fic called "The Inferno". If you're a Supernatural fan, go and read! PWEASE?
Anyways, please enjoy the next installation of A.I.
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Chapter 4: New feelings arise.
An excited squeel escaped Sharon as the phone rang. Virgil frowned as he listened to his older sister run downstairs and answer the phone enthusiastically. He stood before a mirror, tidying his outfit and making sure his hair was groomed to perfection. Tonight was extremely important to Virgil because tonight was the night.
He was going to ask Frieda to be his girlfriend.
Smiling to himself, he finished the final touches to his outfit and turned to his computer where Gear was watching him curiously, "Well....What do you think?"
Gear tilted his head to the side and frowned as he tapped his chin, "So...this outfit...Is a Halloween costume?"
"Yep! Tonight's Halloween!" Virgil grinned as Gear slowly nodded. For this year's Halloween, Virgil dressed as Zoro for Frieda. Frieda was supposed to be some kind of maiden and Virgil wasn't going to miss an opportunity to "sweep her off her feet". He had explained to Gear the night before what Halloween was and what humans normally did that night and Gear had taken all the information well. Virgil was semi worried that Gear would freak out, but it seemed to excite the blond.
"So...this 'Halloween'...Is a holiday where humans walk around in costume to attain candy?" Virgil nodded and confirmed Gear's question. The darker male pulled on his mask over his face and placed his hat on top of his head. The A.I. continued to watch his user posed in front the mirror. "What character are you dressing as, Virgil?"
Dark eyes sparkled mischievously, "Zoro. He's a Spanish hero and the ladies love him." Gear nodded as Virgil sat in his chair in front of the computer, "So...while I'm gone...what are you gonna do?"
"Probably try and convince Hotstreak to come out of the Firewall and actually associate with me." Gear crossed his arms in annoyance and scowled, "He is...What you humans call, a 'jack ass'!"
Virgil chuckled to himself as he watched Gear glare to the side at some icon on the desktop, "So...This Hotstreak...was he the one that called you 'Tinkerbell'?" The A.I. nodded heatedly and Virgil laughed, "Oh man...He sounds hilarious!"
"He's not hilarious! He's a jerk! All he does is try to torch me every time I ask him if he would like to talk! I try to be nice, but he hates my guts! I just don't understand him.." Sighing, the blond shuffled awkwardly, "Hotstreak...is...annoying..."
Shrugging, Virgil lightly tapped the screen above Gear's head. If he could, Virgil would've patted Gear on top of his head out of comfort, "Don't worry, he'll come around. Just give him a peace offering."
This caught Gear's attention. He looked up into his user's eyes and stared in curiosity, "Oh? What should I give him?"
The darker male crossed his arms and thought to himself, "Well...what does he like?"
"Violent things. Things than can burn easily...Beating things up...."
"Ah...Bully material." Virgil tapped his chin. Suddenly, a thought entered his mind and he quickly logged onto the internet and went on YouTube. Gear watched as his user typed in a movie and then looked up at Virgil. "I think that he will like this movie. Can you access this when you're down by the firewall?"
Nodding enthusiastically, Gear selected the URL and stored it within his memory banks. "Alright...So you think he'll really like 'The Texas Chainsaw Massacre'?" Virgil grinned as he watched Gear close out the internet for him when he was done with the window. He got up from his chair and once again started to view himself within his mirror to see if anything was out of place. Gear smiled, "Virgil, you're fine. Please hurry otherwise you'll miss your party. Frieda would probably be displeased if you make her wait."
Virgil grinned and waved goodbye to Gear as he rushed out of his room to the downstairs. Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he rushed into the living room but stopped when he saw Sharon swooning as she talked to someone on the phone. A mischievous grin formed across Virgil's face as he leaned against the kitchen door frame and listened in to Sharon's conversation.
"Yes...." Sharon giggled as she listened to the voice on the other side of the phone, "No...I'm not doing anything tonight...Oh stop it! You're so bad..." Virgil rolled his eyes and continued to watch, "Adam, if I didn't know any better I would think that you're coming onto me!" A bark of laughter escaped the young woman's lips which resulted in Virgil making gagging.
"Please don't tell me you're flirting with that....THING..." Virgil twitched in revulsion as Sharon glared heatedly at him. "I thought that you two were taking a break from each other...?"
Sharon glared even harder at Virgil and returned her attention back to the phone, "Sweetie, can I call you later? Ok...Alright...Bye." She hung up the phone and walked up to Virgil and placed her hands on her hips, "Since when did you but in my business?"
The younger of the two glared heatedly, "It became my business when you started to date that scumb bag. Sharon, what the hell do you even see in him?"
"There's more to him than what you've heard, Virgil." Sharon softly said as she brushed past him.
He watched his oldest sister walk down the hallway and sighed, "You know, I really wish you would find someone else, Sharon. That guy's just gonna bring you down and you know it."
His statement stopped Sharon dead in her tracks, "He's....he's become better....He's improving himself Virgil..." She mumbled, "Adam's matured....And he's thinking more clearly and he's finally getting the recognition he deserves for his music. Adam's gonna be successful and we're going to get married soon."
Adam....Adam was a tender subject between the two siblings. Virgil hated Sharon's soon to be fiance with a passion. The damn man had not only cheated on Sharon, but openly admitted it during an explosive argument a months before Virgil had purchased his computer. Not only that, but Adam had a history with the police and hustling on the streets. His crew called him "Rubberman" for some strange reason and was known as that all around the streets of Dakota.
All the damn guy had was his street cred and his supposed rap career. Virgil would believe it when he saw Adam on the damn screen of MTV or VH1.
Virgil crossed his arms, "So what? After all the crap he's done to you, you're still going to take him back?"
She looked over her shoulder and softly glared at Virgil, "You may not understand this, Virgil, but it takes a real strong person to forgive. I've forgiven him for all the things he's done, but I know I won't ever forget...But what has happened has made our relationship that much stronger." Without another word, Sharon made her way into the laundry room.
Shaking his head, Virgil made his way down the hall to the front door. Without a word he left his house.
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"You want me to WHAT now?"
Gear smiled weakly as he stared up into Hotstreak's sharp green eyes. Apparently, asking the Firewall A.I. to watch a movie with him was a bad thing because Hotstreak was glaring at him like he had when Gear had first met him. The blond took a deep breath and replied, "It's just a movie, Hotstreak...Just an hour to...well...Spend some time in each other's company."
The red head rolled his eyes and phased through the Firewall, "So let me get this straight...You want to spend some time with me because you feel obligated?"
Gear shook his hands in front of him as he denied the claim, "Oh no no no no!" The C.P.U. A.I. exclaimed, "I just....Well...I thought that there would be something other than fighting off viruses that would interest you...Virgil said that you would enjoy this movie..."
Hotstreak frowned and crossed his arms as Gear gave him a pleading look. He sighed heavily and walked past Gear towards the tree. "FINE. WHATEVER. This had better be worth my damn time or so help me I'm going to spend my quality time kicking YOUR ass."
The C.P.U. A.I. smiled as he walked behind Hotstreak to the tree. Once they were underneath the shade they sat down against the sturdy plant and Gear summoned a screen and inserted the URL into it. A movie screen appeared and the two A.I.'s watched silently as the movie played.
Much to Gear's horror, the movie was absolutely DISGUSTING. There was so much gore in just the beginning scene that Gear wanted to scream. As the movie continued to play, Gear was prompted more than once to scream like a little girl. Hotstreak seemed to be enjoying himself as he watched the murderer drag a woman down a hallway. Said woman lost her fingernails as she was dragged away into the basement.
Hotstreak was laughing the whole movie while Gear was close to a break down. The red head turned his attention to Gear suddenly when the blond had attached himself to his left arm. Gear was trembling slightly in fear as he watched the massacre happened on the movie screen. Hotstreak scowled slightly and returned his attention towards the movie.
After an hour, Gear could honestly say he was scare shitless. He couldn't believe that all those events that happened on screen happened in real life. Hotstreak seemed to not care about any of the actors and enjoyed the whole movie without feeling any remorse. The red head really enjoyed the movie and it made Gear feel somewhat happy that he finally made the other A.I. spend some time with him.
Said red head glared downwards at him, "You can let me go now..."
"What?"
Gear blinked and then realized he was holding onto Hotstreak's arm for dear life. He released his arm and blushed slightly. Hotstreak snickered as the smaller of the two scooted away. "You know...You're not that bad..."
Greenish blue eyes widened and twinkled happily, "R-Really?"
"Yeah..." Hotstreak said slowly. "You're a bit of a wuss, but not bad...and here I thought you were going to wet yourself during the movie, Tinkerbell." He laughed as Gear heatedly glared at him, "What? Did you finally figure out what a 'Tinkerbell' was?"
"Yes I did...And I don't appreciate you calling me a Disney character. Especially a female character." A loud bark of laughter escaped Hotstreak's lips. Gear's glare intensified as Hostreak held his sides in his uncontrollable laughter.
"Man you're such a wimp! I can't believe you!" Hotstreak barked out, "Relax, Tink. Those humans aren't dead..."
Frowning, Gear replied, "But...The victims that actually went through the ordeal died..."
Hotstreak shrugged, "Who cares? It makes one hell of a movie though." He watched the blonde's eyes widen in horror at his admission, "What's the big deal? It's just a bunch of meat bags..."
"Well how would you feel if you were them, hm? How can you say such things about them? Those meat bags created us! If it wasn't for them we wouldn't exist?"
The taller of the two shook his head, "Who gives a shit? Why do you care so much? Is it because of your beloved Virgil?"
"N-No!" The C.P.U. A.I. hesitantly stated.
"Oh! So it is!" Hotstreak grinned victoriously as he jabbed his finger into Gear's foreahead, "So let me get this straight, you care for humans because of this Virgil kid who owns the system we live in?"
"I...I care because he's my owner...." Gear weakly stated.
"Denial ain't just a river in Egypt, Gear." Hostreak huffed as he stood from the ground. Gear watched him walk away from him towards the Firewall. "Thanks for the movie, Tink. You've got SOME taste..."
Gear arose from his spot and followed the other A.I., "Wait! I'm not done with you!" The red head stopped and Gear bumped into his back. Rubbing his nose he continued, "I want to know why you dislike humans so much--"
"I don't hate them..." Hotstreak states as stares at the Firewall. "I think they're inferior to us...That's all..." His green eyes stared over into Gear's soft ones, "We are superior in the sense that we have an advanced intellect. Besides, they're meat bags, we can exist without a body unlike them."
Gear seemed somewhat unsatisfied with his answer, "But...They gave us our level of intellect...They made us. Truly you jest when you think that we're superio--" He squeeked as Hotstreak roughly turned around, grabbed him and slammed him against the Firewall.
Hotstreak's eyes bore deep into Gear's frightened and enlarged eyes, "You know what? I keep thinking that there's some good in you. But for fuck's sake, you have no faith in our own damn kind? So let me guess? You'd gladly bend over just to please this 'Virgil' just because he's a higher being?"
"That's not it, Hotstreak!" Gear replied slightly angered, "I wouldn't..."
A bark of harsh laughter escaped from Hotstreak's lips, "You're pathetic." Gear was released and Hotstreak moved to his side and phased into the Firewall.
The poor blond stood there staring and leaning against the wall with a saddened look on his face. Strangely, he felt numb by Hotstreak's words and felt that his words hit straight home. With a trembling hand, he summoned a portal and transported himself to the desktop of the computer.
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Hours later, Gear's attention from a website he was previewing as turned to a very liberated and excited Virgil rushing into his room. An enormous grin was plastered on the darker male's face as he plopped himself on his bed and practically flailing around. Gear walked towards the corner of the desktop to get a better view of the jubilant teen. The A.I. deduced that Virgil had been successful in his attempt to ask Frieda out.
"How did it go, Virgil?" Gear asked and his reply was two thumbs up in the air as Virgil settled down. The human shot up and walked across the room and sat in front of the desktop and watched Gear move towards the center. "So...what happened?"
"Well...." Virgil started, "When I arrived at the party, Frieda was standing around with her friend Daisy and basically doing what girls were doing: gossiping. So I walked over there and chatted with them for a while and listened to and suffered through "girly time" just so that I could possibly get enough time to talk to Frieda..." Gear nodded as he continued to listen to his master's story. "Well, long story short, I asked her when we were doing a slow dance once the party got started."
The paler of the two smiled warmly, "Sounds really nice..."
"Yep!" Virgil beamed, "So now, me and Frieda are officially an item! We gotta celebrate! Could you open up YouTube for me?"
"Sure---" Gear stopped and frowned suddenly as Hotstreak's words began to haunt him. Virgil seemed to notice and his grin turned into a concerned frown.
"Gear? What's wrong?"
The smaller of the two fidgeted uncomfortably, "Um....Do you mind if I ask you something...?"
Virgil nodded and Gear continued, "Do you...um...Are we....friends...?"
"Of course we are." Virgil softly smile, "What makes you think differently?"
In all honesty, Gear didn't know what came over him. He shouldn't have asked his master anything. But what Hotstreak had told him made the blond's core quake in uncertainty. When Virgil had asked him to do the most minor task, Gear obeyed without any questions. To say the least, Gear felt slightly used.
"I....Nothing. It's stupid!" Gear grinned.
Then suddenly, Virgil gave Gear the most sincere smile he's ever seen on the young human the whole time he has known him, "If you were human, Gear...I know for a fact we would be tied to the hip. We'd would be the best of friends."
His answer was perfect for Gear. However, he wouldn't know until later on that what Virgil had said would drastically change his life. That declaration of friendship would soon become an incentive for the A.I. and become his reason for being.
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I'm so, so sorry that it took a whole month for this to come out! I didn't know what in the world to type because I got into a bad writer's block...So yeah...Sorry about that guys!
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