Glados was the creation of the most brilliant minds science had to offer. Her intellect was the downfall of her creators and those unfortunate enough to end up in her facility. There was little that she couldn't problem-solve… and yet something simple obstructed her…
Ariel font, with a checkbox beside it, taunted the supercomputer. The text displayed the words: I'm not a robot. Her optics lasered in on the pop-up window of the computer that she failed to access three times. Another failure could mean being locked out of the account.
Netflix became one of her favorite pastimes aside from testing and homicide. Her boyfriend, at the time, introduced her to the hobby. It was their first date, and with how her body was limited to rails, it made date night activities harder.
She can remember it like it just happened, due to the fact her programming enables her with photographic memory. While they were spending time in her lab, he smiled a dopey grin with a lovestruck stare, his slim body leaned against the guard rail while one hand adjusted his hat. "Hey, how do you feel about watching a couple movies together?" Sniper asked in his charming Australian accent. She thought it was a stupid proposition after all she could simply download the data if she wanted to, but she was intrigued by the idea.
She became hooked on the hobby.
She did not want to lose access to the account. It would be easy to make a new account, but it was the principle of the matter.
"I can't login into the Netflix Account."
Sniper looked back at his robot wife and back to the captcha prompt. Past his shades, there was a look of bewilderment on his face. "You just click the box."
"I did."
With a single tap of the finger, he bypassed the captcha with a smile." There you go, what movie did you want to watch?" His smile faltered at her lack of response, realizing the predicament he was in. "I should go… shouldn't I?"
"Yes, for your sake, I highly suggest you follow through on that."
"Good luck with your testing, love." He provided a little peck onto her cool metal exterior as he started to make a way for the exit. She would give him a head start before she would activate the turrets.
It would be several hours before Sniper returned. She adjusted the lab around him, so he would be able to find her easier. The maze of a lab became a straightforward walk. The ground plates below him began to rise. He adjusted himself to not fall while she brought him to eye level with her.
She found herself happy to see his return. She wasn't sure he would after her turrets landed some bullets on him, but to her surprise, he always did find his way back to her. He was an idiot for that. He was her idiot.
"I'm back. What did you do today?" He knew how she loved to talk. It was something he didn't have to ask. She would always tell him anyways, but he loved listening to her passion.
"I hacked into the website database. I won't be denied by artificial human barriers." She also threatened some CEOs, but it was not important to mention that.
Sniper took a sip of his coffee."Sounds like an eventful day, so want to watch some reality television?"
"I'd love to," her voice filled with glee at the suggestion.
No one would deny Glados of her trash television.