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End of Line pulsed through the elevator door and CLU braced himself for the noise awaiting him. When the doors slid aside, he wrinkled his nose. Programs were everywhere, crowding the entire bar. CLU moved past several, looking for Kevin. His creator had gone out to celebrate with the rest of the grid, taking his trusty sidekick TRON. CLU had grown bored standing around alone so now here he was, pushing through the writhing programs surrounding him.

A laugh permeated the room and CLU grimaced. In the back corner of the club he spotted Castor and Pollux the two programs that ran End of Line. Kevin had put a lot of effort into the programming of the two brothers and enjoyed the results. They were twins and shared identical code, although they were styled like day and night. Castor's white, long hair flowed to his shoulders while Pollux had short, jet-black hair, spiked dangerously around his head. Pollux was hanging on Kevin's every word, laughing hysterically and tossing back a drink. Castor spied CLU and his face broke out in a grin.

Castor had a thing for CLU the same way Pollux adored Kevin. It would be eerie to an outsider, the two identical pairings, but Kevin saw no harm in the programs' harmless infatuations. CLU, however, couldn't stand it. TRON was leaning on Kevin's right, talking to a program with long black hair. CLU's throat closed at the sight of ZOE. She had her hair down, the fluid, onyx strands flowing over her back. Castor had made his way to CLU and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Well look-y who's joined us." He purred, his blue eyes dancing over CLU. "Want a drink, sir?" He cooed, rubbing his fingertips into the muscles of CLU's arm.

"No, thank you." He mumbled, watching ZOE. He was afraid of moving, remembering his earlier hesitation at the arena. TRON noticed him and smiled, waving casually. CLU tensed.

"Actually, yes." He suddenly said to Castor, turning to look him in the eye. "I'll have a drink." Castor's eyes sparkled and he grinned.

"Of course." He purred, disappearing towards the bar. CLU moved toward TRON, working hard to steady his breath. ZOE watched him approach. Her eyes were different than earlier, their green irises much lighter than he recalled. TRON laughed.

"You decided to join us." CLU nodded softly, his eyes on ZOE.

"Your battling was impressive." He spoke, startling both himself and ZOE. He hadn't intended on saying the thought out loud but she had disarmed him. She smiled.

"Thank you." Her voice was soft but firm. CLU felt warmth grow in his chest. He was alarmed by the reaction and he set his face, casting a glare at TRON.

"What is the point of this?" He said, motioning towards the room. TRON's smiled faded and he sighed slightly.

"It's what Kevin calls a party." CLU didn't quite understand the function of such a distraction. An arm wrapped around his shoulders and Kevin appeared, hugging him roughly.

"Lighten up, CLU. Today was a great day." TRON smiled again, taking a drink and chuckling at Kevin's drunken happiness. Pollux beamed at the identical men.

"To the creator!" He shouted, lifting his glass in the air. The rest of the room echoed his toast, cheering. ZOE joined them, her smile growing. Kevin just chuckled. CLU leaned into his ear.

"But what is to be accomplished here?" He asked. Kevin hummed a nonsensical tune, twirling a finger in CLU's face.

"Absolutely nothing, man. That's the beauty of it." Then he clapped him on the shoulder and switched his embrace to Pollux who beamed with joy.

"Come on! Another round on me!" He thundered, pulling the program towards the bar. Pollux let out a tinkling laugh as they walked away. Castor returned, giving CLU a huge grin as he handed him his drink.

"Here you go, CLU." He purred. CLU murmured his gratitude and took a sip, the blue liquid tickling as it ran down his throat. He glanced at ZOE and noticed that TRON had leaned into her, speaking quietly. Her face revealed nothing as to the content of his words but CLU's stomach knotted. Castor ran a hand down his arm.

"Did you enjoy the battle?" He asked, peering up into CLU's face.

"Yes." CLU responded, trying to catch ZOE's attention. "The players were exceptional." He stared at her as he said it and she caught him, locking into his gaze. Castor glanced between the two and his smile froze.

"Will you be fighting again?" Castor asked ZOE, trying to win points with CLU. She glanced at TRON who grinned.

"I hope to continue training, yes." She answered. CLU neck prickled. Training with TRON.

"Maybe you should be playing, TRON." CLU said, taking a drink. ZOE laughed and CLU almost choked.

"No one would stand a chance." She giggled, her smile the biggest he'd seen yet. TRON rolled his eyes and squeezed her shoulder.

"You will soon easily beat me." TRON said. "You've learned very fast." ZOE flushed slightly and she sipped her drink.

"You are an excellent teacher." She replied. CLU felt sick. He'd been so hypnotized by this program and now she was blushing at TRON's words. Castor squeezed his arm.

"Would you like another?" He purred in his ear. CLU looked down and realized that he'd down his drink. He nodded and handed the empty glass to Castor who disappeared into the crowd again. Pollux's shimmering laugh sounded again and CLU's skin crawled. He suddenly wanted to leave.

"Congratulations on your victory." He said abruptly, taking ZOE by surprise.

"Are you leaving?" She asked, her brows lowering in confusion. TRON mimicked her expression.

"You can't leave, you just arrived!" He exclaimed, motioning to the commotion around them. CLU kept his eyes on ZOE.

"I'm not the party type I suppose." He responded. "Best of luck on your training." He added, turning and striding toward the elevator. CLU flinched as left, knowing Kevin would be disappointed at his lack of socializing. Castor's voice called from behind him.

"CLU? Where are you going?" His voice was whiny and CLU took larger steps. He was almost to the elevator when a hand touched his arm. CLU whirled, expecting Castor. His eyes settled on ZOE, standing behind him. She stared at him for a second then reached out a hand, holding it out between them. CLU slowly took it.

"Thank you." She murmured, her eyes locked on his. He nodded. Then she released him, walking slowly backwards toward the club. When she met the crowd, she turned and disappeared into the mass of programs. CLU turned and stepped into the elevator, his chest swelling with warmth. His hand tingled as he pressed the button for the ground floor.

Anybody know the Castor Pollux myth? Just a fun little twist. ;) Comments please!