Malware & Broken Memories

Tada!

"...MePhone?" OJ asked, being the first to notice, his tone lined with disbelief. OJ saying this caught the attention of the other two, who looked over and noticed now. Though the robot had sat up, their screen was still dark, and their posture was slumped over a bit.

"MePhone!?" TestTube quickly placed down the things she had been holding onto a nearby counter, before rushing over to the robot's side, grabbing their arms carefully to closely examine them. This was when their screen flickered on, but it wasn't his usual cyan. It was a dark shade of blue, and the eyes on their screen were completely white. They blinked a few times, before slowly turning their head to look directly at TestTube, who was a bit off-put by this.

"You're the ones who were trying to get rid of me?" They tilted their head.

"Wh... MePhone? Are you okay? Your screen is... Your face... Um," TestTube let go of their arms, not wanting to overwhelm the robot. She stepped away, not seeming to process what they had just asked, but Fan gasped.

"That's not--"

"No, it's not," They smiled, tilting their head further to look at Fan. The robot just smiled. Their voice was very much not MePhone's.

"What did you do to MePhone? Who are you?" OJ stepped forward now, his tone demanding. Of course as soon as they had made a plan to solve the problem, they were faced with a possibly even worse one.

"Oh, I'm not important, say, can I get out of here? I don't think I like this stuffy lab too much anymore,"

"You're not leaving." TestTube quickly stood up straight, not having any of this.

"You guys don't have to make this difficult, y'know,"

"We do when you're the one making things difficult. I don't know who you are, but you're going to give us back MePhone, or--"

The stranger just laughed.

"Oh, there's not much left of him right now, and if you want to keep the little that there is left, you should definitely not be threatening me right now!" They said, almost too excited in their tone. Both Fan and OJ's expression shifted to something close to horrified. TestTube just gritted her teeth. This was very bad.

"You're the virus then."

"Bingo!" They smiled, shifting their body, moving their legs to dangle over the side of the bed so they could stand if they wanted to.

"What do you want with him? Why are you doing this?"

"Oh, he has nothing to do with it! He's the one who gave me the idea, really," They glanced down, using a hand to move a strand of hair behind their audio processor.

"Asked me something about being my own person, not listening to the big cloud guy, and well, I thought; 'hey! Why not become my own person!"

"Look, we're all for self discovery, but not in other people's bodies. You can't just do this to him."

"Oh, but I can! I'm doing it right now! Plus, at least with me in control, I'm much less focused on getting rid of him, can't you guys be happy about that?" Thera tilted their head.

This was when TestTube realized that this virus really didn't care about what they were doing. This was... Very bad, but... At least this meant they still had time to properly fix this, and fix MePhone.

...

He wasn't able to process when the scene shifted again, but right now he was in what he assumed could only be a hotel bedroom. Two beds, a desk, and a small bathroom to the side. All still with that very annoying orange-ish colour scheme, much like the kitchen from earlier.