A Browser Tale

Chapter 3

  ☆ 1 Message Received
From: Royal Rescue Team Headquarters

Dear Google,

We have just received a report of emergency Princess Screaming Call For Immediate Rescue from that lonely tower in the middle of the forest you found lying around 2 months ago. It appears that the tower is not deserted and a certain Princess User has been residing in it for an unknown number of years. The scream's frequency level translates that Mozilla Firefox has been the cause of trouble. 

I figured the need to call you because the Head appointed you for this mission. Regarding your level of gathered intel of the enemy, we figured it was best for you to take over this mission.

Go get em, tiger

  *:･ﾟ✧  *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Dear Royal Rescue Team Headquarters,

Wait a holy fucking damn minute!! Are you ACTUALLY sending ME out on a mission?? Are you telling me that my hip bro is my target? MY ENEMY? 

Sincerely, Google

  *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ 

  ☆ 1 Message Received
From: Royal Rescue Team Headquarters  

Dear Google,

First of all, please do refrain from speaking such foul language. You know how much the agency is strict about the Code of Gentlemanliness. And yes, your older brother is indeed...identified as the enemy. Please settle the conflict immediately.

As former prince of the agency, he will be subjected to deemed consequences of his actions. You must understand this, Google. You are the only one who can stop him.

   *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧