The Adventures of Boot

The Adventures of Boot
Episode 4

(We're in the office. Bob and Dot face the audience.)

Announcer: We now take you to Bob and Dot for an important message.

Bob: Hi, I'm Guardian 452.

Dot: And I'm Dot Matrix.

Bob: Tonight or this morning or whenever it is you're reading this marks the conclusion of the first story arc of our wildly successful comedy action series, The Adventures of Boot.

Dot: We know you're expecting something important or exciting or wildly hilarious to happen, but that would mean we'd actually have to think of something.

Bob: So, to distract you from our general lack of anything worth saying, this special episode of The Adventures of Boot will be performed completely nude. All actors will be naked at all times.

Dot: So sit back and enjoy this special unclothed episode of The Adventures of Boot.

(Bob and Dot click their icons. With a flash, their clothes disappear, revealing that they look exactly the way they do with clothes on, only silver.)

Bob: Huh. I wonder why everyone makes such a big deal out of this.

(Cut quickly to the opening sequence. Bob does the narrative.)

I come from the Net
Through systems, peoples, and cities, to this place:
Mainframe.

My format:
Guardian
To mend and defend
To defend my family and friends
Their hopes and dreams.
To defend them from their enemies.

(The nift-o ReBoot theme song plays as scenes flash by: Matrix being kicked by a kid in an airplane, Bob and Dot sitting in the office, Daemon watching Celebrity Deathmatch, Bob and Slash in a boat floating up the River Styx, baby versions of the ReBoot characters playing in a sandbox, Emidecimal in a strange costume blasting Megabyte in a strange costume, Enzo beating up Bob while Matrix stands nearby laughing, Mike the TV on the set of Biography, and Bob and Dot looking up, startled, as the sky turns dark.)

Daemon plans to take over the Net
She's infected the entire Guardian collective.
Except me.
I intend to stop her.

ReBoot!

Timmy Come Home
By CPFace

(A shot of Mainframe with a Game cube resting somewhere near, oh, let's say Baudway. We pan out from this view until we realize that we've been looking on with Megabyte and Timmy at a VidWindow of Mainframe from somewhere in his lair. Oh, and Timmy's huge again, in case you were wondering about that whole thing where he got shrunk.)

Megabyte: Well, it's the fourth episode. Guess I should really get started on my plan to. . . (sudden close-up) reclaim what's mine! (sting music)

(Timmy growls approvingly.)

Megabyte: Phase one: regain control of Hack and Slash. (Megabyte pulls up a keypad and a vidwindow and starts tinkering with them.) I suppose I really should have done this back when they were part of Mainframe's last frail pocket of resistance and I could have used them to horribly betray their newfound friends and wipe them clean from my system, but that's Monday-morning megalomaniacing.

(Timmy growls questioningly.)

Megabyte: Yes, that's a word.

(Cut to Hack and Slash, who are laying in a bunk bed watching Mike the TV. His warm glow is the only light in the room.)

Hack: You ever wonder why, on TV, whenever there's a guy who dresses up as a girl, some other guy almost immediately falls in love with him?

Slash: I don't watch TV.

Hack: What are you doing right now?

Slash: Watching that guy over there.

Hack: The TV. Mike the TV.

Slash: I thought his name was Bugs Bunny.

Hack: No, not who's on the TV, it's. . . oh, never mind.

(A sharp ping sounds.)

Hack: Well, I guess that's the boss, deciding to reclaim us.

Slash: Certainly is.

Hack: (glancing over at the other side of the room.) And yet, there stands the door, completely in our way.

Slash: Too true.

Hack: If only there was some way to surmount the obstacles placed before us.

Slash: Alas, here we remain, doomed to sit through the entire Bugs Bunny marathon.

Hack: Always the victims of circumstance are we.

Slash: Fortune always conspiring to keep us from fulfilling our destiny.

Hack: Like some bleak enactment of Plato's allegory of the people imprisoned in the cave, forced to believe that reality is confined to shadow puppets on the wall.

Slash: And yet, we are reminded of --

Phong: (coming in with a large bowl of popcorn.) Are you two enjoying the cartoons? I made you some popcorn.

Hack: The door!

Slash: At last!

(Hack and Slash zip out. Phong looks sad.)

Phong: (muttering to himself.) Do I drive people away? Is it my sublime, all-knowing demenor?

(Cut to Hack and Slash, flying straight up, high above Mainframe.)

Hack: If we're going to escape into the Web, we're going to have to be very inconspicuous.

(A giant portal to the Web tears the sky open.)

Slash: Ooo. Pretty.

Hack: (livid) Shhhhh!

Slash: (whispering) Oh. Sorry.

(Hack and Slash zip through the portal, which disappears instantly. Please enjoy the fact that the Game cube is still in place.)

(Cut to Megabyte and Timmy again. Hack and Slash zip in.)

Hack: Hack and Slash, reporting for duty!

Slash: And Slash, reporting for duty!

Hack: No, I told him about you already.

Slash: But I didn't hear you.

Hack: I said "Hack and Slash, reporting for duty".

Megabyte: (watching with a smile) Ah, but I missed this.

Slash: But I thought we were going to say our own names.

Hack: But it sounds better if you say "Hack and Slash reporting for duty" instead of "Hack reporting for duty" then "Slash reporting for duty".

Slash: So how come you get to be the one who says everything? I want to --

Megabyte: (no longer pleased) Okay, I'm sick of you again. No talking from this point on. Now, let's get you moved into your room.

Hack:Okee dokey.

Slash: No problemo.

(Everyone gets up to leave the room. Megabyte, Hack, and Slash make it through, but the door slams firmly and rudely shut in front of Timmy.)

(Cut to the next room. Hack is laying in a giant basket of newspapers in one corner of the room, and Slash is going through a collection of badly-chewed sprite-shaped squeeze toys. Web creature sheddings litter the room and the rib cage of some unfortunate creature gives the room just the right touch. The door opens and Timmy enters as Megabyte speaks.)

Megabyte: Well, I suppose you two can have Timmy's room, along with all his things, and I suppose we can throw out all of his stuff that you don't like. Just make yourselves at home.

Hack: Cool.

Slash: Nice place.

(Timmy looks apprehensive.)

Megabyte: Oh, Timmy. Hi. Listen, now that Hack and Slash are here, I'm afraid I won't have any time to play with you or wash you or take you for walks or feed you or clean your room and I don't love you anymore and I'm never going to pay you any attention any more ever again and I wish you'd go away and never come back and I hope you die in some User-forsaken hole in the middle of nowhere.

(Timmy looks like he's about to cry and leaves.)

Megabyte: Anyway, let me tell you about all these things that Timmy does that I just can't stand, and then I can shower you with my love some more.

Hack: Sure.

(Cut back to Phong, who watches out a window of the Principle Office as a giant portal to the Web again tears the sky open and disappears almost instantly.)

Phong: Hmm. Unusual weather we've been having.

(The camera pans randomly around Mainframe. Hey, see the Game cube that's still there? Anyway, once we're sufficiently dizzy, we stop by Enzo and Frisket, who are dashing through some sector somewhere or other, I dunno.)

Enzo: Hey Frisket, there's this great stuff that we can do over in this one place and come on it's really great I have to show you. . .

(Thankfully, they zip out of sight and I don't have to worry about thinking of something for them to be doing anymore. Timmy peeks out from an alley and watches them go.)

(And hey, did I mention the Game cube? The camera pans over to the Game cube and we go inside. There's a hilly green terrain. Different colored tanks fall out of the sky like magic and make a little line.)

System Voice: Round 99.

(Cut to the cockpit of Matrix's tank.)

Matrix: Finally. . . the last round. . . (grabs a communications device) This is Matrix, do you read me, over?

Dot: (radio) Loud and clear.

AndrAIa: (radio) Copy that.

Bob: (radio, singing) One round of Tank Wars to go, one round to go! You take one down, pass it around, one round of Tank Wars to go!

(Bob repeats over and over as Matrix gets a dark, weary look and starts talking.)

Matrix: Bob, it's bad enough that the User started this 99 round game and hasn't so much as stopped to save once, but why must you sing that stupid song all the time???

Bob: (radio, singing) . . . pass it around, one round of Tank Wars to go! One round of Tank Wars to go. . .

(Bob continues. Matrix sighs and brings down a periscope.)

Matrix: Okay, Bob, the User was in the orange tank and you were in the red tank, right?

Bob: (radio) Yep. (singing) One round of Tank Wars to go, one round to go. . .

(Bob continues to sing and we get the view through Matrix's periscope. Bob's tank is about a mile off and the User's tank is about a quarter mile past that. The crosshairs move up and down, eventually lining up directly with Bob's tank. The power indicator soars to a reading of 1000. The words "Launch 5 Meg Nuke" flash on the screen in red.)

(Cut back to the original overhead shot. A tiny pixel arcs gently from Matrix's tank and lands directly on Bob's. A giant black sphere envelopes Bob and the User, stopping just short of Matrix's tank. It fades slowly to red, then back to black before disappearing. All of the land it enveloped is gone. The two tanks, now pitch black, hang where they were for a moment before gently falling to the ground and exploding in colorful sparklies.)

Matrix: Pretty.

(The cube pulls out, the system voice tells us the game's over, you know the deal. Bob, Dot, Matrix, and AndrAIa are standing around in the sector.)

Bob: That was mean.

(Enzo screams! We take you now to an alley, where Frisket keeps Timmy at bay with his growling as Enzo screams more. A tentacle whips out and grabs Frisket.)

(Back to the adults.)

Bob: Yep. Time for more of this.

(They take their zipboards to where Enzo is and find Timmy being rather fierce toward him.)

Bob: Glitch! High intensity energy -- (hits his forehead) Keep forgetting about that merging thing. Hang on. (starts making a ball of energy)

(Switch to Matrix's targeting view.)

Matrix: Gun! Command line! Target --

(Timmy turns to look at Matrix. Their eyes meet. They freeze. "Chariots of Fire" plays in the background.)

Dot: Uh, Enzo? Hello?

Enzo: Hi Dot, boy I'm glad you're here, it was really scary and --

Dot: (points at Matrix) No, not you, him! What's wrong with you?

Matrix: (running up and hugging Timmy) Wow! He's so cool! Can we keep him?

Dot: I don't know. . . look, he's got a tag around his. . . umm. . . he's got a tag. Maybe he belongs to somebody else. (She reads it.) Say, didn't Megabyte have a giant Web creature named Timmy?

Matrix: Well. . . maybe it's a different Timmy. Come on, at least until we find his real owner?

Bob: (still charging up energy) Be right with you. . . just a nano. . .

Enzo: Are you random? It ate Frisket and it tried to eat me! It's a monster!

Matrix: See? We need a new pet anyway. C'mon. Please?

Dot: Well. . .

Timmy

(Black and white, scenes of a farm. A familiar song is whistled in the background. Timmy wanders around.)

Matrix: (voice-over) Timmy! Oh Timmy!

(Timmy wanders around until he reaches the farm house. The camera pans to each person as they're named.)

Announcer: (voice-over) Starring Dot Matrix, Enzo Matrix, AndrAIa, and of course, Timmy.

(Black and white, but now we're in Dot's Diner. Dot, Matrix, and AndrAIa are sitting at a booth, when suddenly Timmy runs up, growling urgently.)

Matrix: What's that Timmy? Trouble by the old mill? Lassie fell into the abandoned mine shaft?

Dot: Oh, I told her not to play there!

(Everyone runs out. We pan out through the window to see Megabyte putting up a poster on the diner of Timmy with the words "Have You Seen Me?" on it. Color fades in.)

Megabyte: (despondant) Oh Timmy, why did I say all those horrible things to you? Why did I succumb to the temptation of turning this episode into one of those "you don't appreciate someone until they're gone" stories? I remember all the great times we used to have. . .

(Dissolve to Megabyte's flashback montage as "My Guy" plays in the background. Scenes flash by: Timmy and Megabyte on a rollercoaster eating cotton candy; Timmy in a bicycle helmet nervously pedalling a bicycle while Megabyte encourages him; Timmy chewing up a large piece of hardware as Megabyte comes in, sees what he's doing, unsheathes his claws, and starts chasing after him; Timmy has his back turned and his eyes shut as Megabyte wheels in a giant cake, then he turns around and looks joyous; Then Megabyte takes off the top of the cake, to reveal that it's fake and several frightened binomes are tied up inside, and Timmy licks his chops; Finally, Megabyte sitting in a chair reading by a comfortable light, when Timmy jumps on his lap; Megabyte gives him a kiss on the forehead and he goes running along.)

(Dissolve back to Megabyte in front of the Diner, sighing whistfully.)

Megabyte: Oh, Timmy, when will I. . .

(Matrix, AndrAIa, Dot, and Timmy stroll up.)

Megabyte: Timmy! You've found him! Oh, I've been looking all over for you, I've missed you so much!

Matrix: Hey, not so fast, Megabyte! Timmy's ours now!

Megabyte: But Timmy belongs to me.

Matrix: But he likes us better.

AndrAIa: Guys, guys. . . why don't we let Timmy decide. (turns to Timmy) Okay boy, who do you want to stay with?

(Timmy looks uncertain. He turns to face Megabyte, who's giving him a huge puppy dog face, then to Matrix, who's assumed the same strategy. Timmy goes up to Matrix, gives him a lick on the face, then goes over to Megabyte.)

Megabyte: (scratching Timmy on the head) Ah, excellent choice. Come here, you old rascal.

(Matrix sulks.)

AndrAIa: Oh, cheer up, Enzo. At least you can still remember all the good times you had with Timmy.

Matrix: (sulkily) Yeah. . . I guess so. . .

(Dissolve to Matrix's flashback montage. "Doo Wah Ditty" plays in the background as scenes flash by: Timmy destroying a fleet of CPUs; Timmy chasing down a group of small binomes; Timmy at the top of the empire state building, swinging at helicopters)

Matrix: (voice-over) Wait a nano!

(Music abruptly stops and we return to reality.)

Matrix: Hey, you're a Web creature! You've been causing nothing but problems since you came to Mainframe!

Lassie: (She's a One binome, and she's in this scene, believe it or not) He's the one who threw me into the abandoned mine to begin with!

Random Binome: He ate me alive!

(Everyone turns to look at him in disbelief.)

Random Binome: Well, I got better. . .

Matrix: (drawing Gun) Okay, you've got three nanos to get out of my system before I delete you.

(Timmy yipes and runs off.)

Megabyte: Well, thanks for taking care of him and everything. Bye.

AndrAIa: Hey, wait. Since you got Timmy back, does that mean we get Hack and Slash back?

Megabyte: (pretending to consider) Hmm. . . no.

Dot: Well, there's only one thing to do then.

(Cut to a scene of Mainframe at night. A huge party is in full swing, taking up most of the area surrounding the Principle Office. "Celebration" is played at maximum volume. Fireworks light the sky.)

(Cut to perhaps the only darkened place in the system, where Bob is still struggling to create a ball of energy.)

Bob: Annnnnnnny nano now. . .

The End

(The Toonami music plays as we cut to a shot of Matrix and Ray Tracer in a World War II bi-plane.)

Matrix: This is another fine mess you've gotten us into, Ray.

(Ray cries like Stan Laurel.)

Moltar: (voice-over) Hold your cyber-breath. ReBoot will return, only on Toonami.

(Cut to a computer-drawn field. The Star Hustler guy beams in.)

Jack: Greetings, greetings, fellow star-gazers, and are you ever in for a treat this week! Mother Nature's very own fireworks display will light up the skies this Thursday, and just in time for your Fourth of July! Seldom are we fortunate enough to see such a display of shooting stars as we are in a few short days, where literally hundreds of streaks will light up the sky every second! What's more amazing is that this display is expected to be seen from anywhere in the Northern Hemisphere! Now, if you look to the west at exactly --

Producer: (voice-over) Uh, Jack? We're not paying you by the word.

Jack: I know, but we've just got such a wonderful --

(Constellations shaped like Chicken's head and Cow's udders appear in the sky behind him.)

Producer: (voice-over) Just do the Cow & Chicken promo, okay?

Jack: (burying his face in his hands) Oh, I wish PBS paid me enough to keep the landlady at bay.

Voice-over guy: (voice-over) Catch a brand new episode of Cow & Chicken on Cartoon Cartoon Fridays, this Friday at 8 on Cartoon Network.

(Cut to a woman in her bedroom on a telephone. Suddenly, Marlan Wayans comes in wearing a drill sergant uniform.)

Marlan: (loud and annoying) Excuse me, missy, but did you use 1-800-CHEP-SK8 to make that collect call?

Woman: No, I --

Marlan: (increasing his loud annoyingness) Do you not realize that by calling 1-800-CHEP-SK8 instead of just zero, you could save the person you're calling a buck or two?

Woman: But I. . .

(John Lithgow enters.)

John: But by calling 1-800-UPAY4ME, you could save them up to 44% on long-distance calls. Would anyone like to talk about my successful series on NBC?

Woman: Umm, not really, you see I. . .

(An incredibly annoying guy enters and jerks back and forth.)

Guy: Hey, look at this dance I'm doing! It's to remind you that 1-800-FRE-LOAD only costs the person you're calling 10 cents per minute, every evening, even on calls to Canada!

Marlan: Yeah, but listen to this song: (surpassing previously recorded levels of loud annoyingness) C-H-E-P-S-K-8! Save a buck or two, it's great!

John: Well, you make a good point, but perhaps you'd like to meet my daughter before you make a decision.

Guy: Wait, wait, I've got it. You stay here, I'll go dress up as a giant phone, it'll be great. I'll be right back.

Woman: (to the phone) I'll call you back. (to the men assembled in her room) Look, shut up all of you!

(The room goes quiet.)

Woman: Did it ever occur to you that I wasn't calling collect at all? Do you think that no one pays for their own phone calls anymore? Do you have nothing better to do than to go up to people and bug them into using some finger-numbing collect call service? How did you get in my house, anyway?

(The guys look ashamed.)

John: What have we become?

Marlan: (throwing his stupid hat on the ground) I can't believe this is what my career has come to.

Guy: C'mon. Let's go star in a Batman movie.

And so, the world was saved from the wrath of Marlan Wayans, John Lithgow, and that one annoying guy by the only sane person who's ever appeared in a commercial ever.

(The Toonami music plays as we cut to a clip of Bob running up to Megabyte. Megabyte looks away and nonchalantly sticks his leg out and trips Bob as he passes.)

Moltar: (Voice-over) And now, back to ReBoot.

Pika Boo
By CPFace

(We're in Megabyte's lair, where Megabyte, Timmy, Hack, and Slash are gathered around a large file pod.)

Megabyte: (pleased with himself) Well?

(Timmy growls questioningly.)

Megabyte: It's phase two of my diabolical plan to. . . (sudden close-up) reclaim what's mine! (sting music) (normal view) It's an emulator which will allow the User to play pirated Games. We'll all hide inside and wait for the User to download it into Mainframe. Bob and his friends will enter the Game to beat the User. While you three keep them busy, I'll engage a bug to trap them within the Game, and when the Game is over, it will return to the Web and abandon them there! With Mainframe's heroes out of the way, I'll be free to. . . (sudden close-up) reclaim what's mine! (sting music) (normal view)

Hack: I was with you all the way up to "diabolical".

Slash: What's "diabolical" mean again?

Hack: It means "sinister".

Slash: What's "sinister" mean?

(Timmy growls uncertainly at Megabyte.)

Megabyte: (aside to Timmy) I promise, as soon as the plan's done, they're gone. (louder) Now everyone into the pod. Next stop -- Mainframe!

(Everyone laughs maniacally as they enter the file pod and close the lid. The camera lingers on the pod for a moment. A moment more. Suddenly, the lid comes off and everyone comes out, gasping for breath.)

Megabyte: Hold on, let me poke some holes in the lid.

Meanwhile, in Userland. . .

(Cut to the User's ethereal domain where he sits in front of the computer.)

User: My, but the realm of Shareware bores me so. If only there were some other way to get software from hard-working programmers without letting them see a dime for their efforts to provide me with exciting interactive entertainment.

(A flashing banner catches his eye: "Click here for a great emulation site!")

User: What's this? Ah, emulators. . . what better way to experience the best software ever made without all of that troublesome "payment for services" business. And since it doesn't cost me anything, the only losers are the honest people who have to pay more in order to support the industry that I suck the blood from, much like an intestinal worm.

(Cut to Mike the TV, who's standing in the office.)

Mike the TV: The author wishes to express his sincerest apologies to any emulation users in the audience who took offense to the gross generalizations portrayed in the previous scene. They were used merely to help move the plot along. We're sure that most of you heartless, back-stabbing, selfish vomit stains who steal millions of dollars worth of software every year because you somehow feel you deserve to have the world pre-chewed and spoon-fed to you do not talk to yourselves.

Remember kids: Pirating software is like selling your soul!

(Ah, but where was I?)

System Voice: Warning: Incoming Game.

(Right, right. Cut to Mainframe, where a Game cube is dropping. Bob, AndrAIa, Dot, and Matrix can be seen zipping under it. Shortly after, we're taken to a sunny, colorful forest clearing where the framerate has dropped a bit and the lip sync is a bit looser.)

Announcer: (Voice-over) Our story begins as Bob and his friends find themselves in a Game quite unlike any they've seen before.

Matrix: What is this place?

Bob: Huh. Glitch is telling me that we're in some sort of emulator. This Game wasn't intended for our system, so be careful; anything might happen.

Dot: I sure hope Enzo didn't follow us in.

AndrAIa: Don't worry about him, Dot; I asked him very nicely not to follow us into Games anymore, and he said he wouldn't.

Dot: Well, that's a relief. What a good idea! Thank you.

Bob: Let's see. . . we're in the third level of the Game, and the User's only on the first. The objective is to defeat the twelve monster trainers before the User.

(There's a chorus of "Reboot"s and everyone turns into cute little animals.)

Bob: (confused, cute) Pika?

(Cut to a dark and sinister place where Megabyte and friends are hiding. Hack and Slash have already rebooted. They've been turned white and red R's have been painted on their torsos. Slash has a purple "Beatles" style haircut and Hack has a ridiculous red kinda hairdo thing.)

Announcer: (voice-over) Meanwhile, Megabyte's team has plans for Bob and his friends.

Megabyte: (fiddling around with a vidwindow) It'll take some time for me to activate the bug. I want you to keep Bob and his friends from winning the game until I've gotten everything set up. And remember that catch phrase I taught you.

Hack: All righty.

Slash: Okee doke.

Hack: You can count on us.

(They speed away.)

(Cut back to the clearing, where Bob and company are sitting around, unable to tell what to do.)

Matrix: Char! Char!

AndrAIa: Squirtle?

Bob: Chu. Pika pi.

Matrix: Char!

Dot: Saur? Saur saur!

Enzo: (strolling in, rebooted into someone with spiky purple hair) Okay, okay, someone's got to be here who speaks normally or we aren't going to get anywhere.

Bob: Pi?

Enzo: Hey, this Game is cool! All the kids run around with monsters and fight them against each other and stuff. I'm going to go play.

AndrAIa: Squirt!

Enzo: (hesitating) You need me to help you beat the User? Yeah, right. Do it yourselves. Smell ya later!

Bob: Pika!

(Bob horribly zaps Enzo with a lightning bolt. He looks kinda crispy.)

Enzo: Okay, let's find this User.

(Cut to Enzo and the others walking through the forest.)

Enzo: He's still stuck on the first level, wandering around aimlessly?

Bob: Pika.

Enzo: This should be a piece of. . .

Hack: (off-camera) Not so fast!

(A puff of smoke. Hack appears.)

Hack: To protect the world from getting all messed up!

(Another puff of smoke. Slash appears, holding a rose.)

Slash: To put all people in the same country!

Hack: To denounce the evil of all that nice stuff!

Slash: To reach way up all the way up!

Hack!

Slash!

Hack: Team robots blast off really fast!

Slash: Surrender now or we'll fight you!

Cat: (popping up between them) That's right!

(Timmy appears next to the cat and growls. It screams and runs away.)

Slash: All right, pipsqueak, prepare for. . .

(Realization dawns; Enzo and company left during the catch phrase.)

Slash: Well, umm. . .

(Cut to Megabyte.)

Megabyte: There! Just in time! Let them do whatever they want; soon enough they'll be completely at the mercy of my Web!

(Cut to Enzo and friends as they approach a building. The User is aimlessly walking in and out the front door.)

Enzo: All right, loser, I'm calling you out! Your monsters against mine. Let's go!

(The User glances at Enzo.)

(Cut to the Userland.)

User: What the. . . you have to read? If I wanted to read, I'd sit at a porn site until the feeling went away. What a dumb game.

(Cut to Mainframe, high above, showing the Game cube.)

System Voice: Game Over. User Withdraws.

(A giant portal to the Web tears the sky wide open and the Game goes through as it withdraws. Pan back to reveal that we were looking on at a vidwindow with Phong.)

Phong: That's the third time this episode that an unnessecarily large portal to the Web tore the sky open. I'd better tell Bob.

(Cut to the sector where the Game was. A vidwindow with Phong on it pings into existance.)

Phong: Bob, there's been. . . (seeing no one's here) Bob? Dot? Matrix? AndrAIa?

(Silence.)

Phong: Oh pooh.

To Be Continued

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All characters in this story are the property of Mainframe Inc., and are used without permission. I didn't receive any money for creating this story, and I am not affiliated with Mainframe Inc.