Genes and Tech

Teleporting Passwords

Annnnd... my cousin's attempt at dancing put into a gif by Google Photos 😂

November 18th: 11:50  am [Vanellope]

I just... I just saved her... with my glitch.  I stare at the girl on the pavement in front of me, her dumbfounded look staring up at me in awe.  "Are you okay?" I ask, putting aside my emotions.

"Wha-buh-ja..." she murmurs, her speech not working right, apparently.  "A-ah... th-thank you, miss."

"You're welcome, but you'll need to go.  That man is going to come back."  She nods before standing up on wobbly legs and running, only to pause.

"Who are you?"

I think for a second, attempting to come up with a name before settling for one that I'm already called.  "I'm Lollipop.  Call me Lollipop."  I bring my hood down further, just to make sure she can't see my face as I glitch back inside the thoroughly destroyed building to find out who this guy is only to see him gone.  "Huh.  Where'd he go?"  I look around the empty space, attempting to find the guy who attacked this place.

The said space isn't empty.

Before I could even react, the ginger haired guy uses his psychokinesis to send me flying, ramming me against walls.  This isn't a genetic power!  I think to myself as pain shoots throughout my body.  "Oh, this is just too much fun!"  He yells with excitement.  "I haven't been able to knock around some superheroes since the Incredibles."  He continues to fling me against the damaged walls, his psychokinesis preventing me from glitching myself out of it... until he gets cocky and releases his power when flinging me.

As soon as I am able to glitch, I get out of this man's control and yell "What do you want!?  Who are you?!"

"If you find any of the Incredibles' descendents, tell them Syndrome is back," he says, unable to find me as he flies away.

Now, I know the answer to Hiro's proposal.

I can't let him hurt anyone.

Out of the blue, pain shoots throughout my body and I topple to the ground face first, my hands splaying out in front of me to soften the blow.  "Of course, I can't just let you go without leaving a little... present for them," Syndrome's voice calls out from a speaker.  I look behind me to see some type of sword jutting out from my back, the said speaker attached to the hilt as I start to lose consciousness.  Hiro...

12:00 pm [Hiro]

Yesterday was a bad start for the team.  Wilbur and I haven't gotten along at all yesterday, and we gave each other space when he came to bring me to the hideout, and Wilbur discovered that the one portal that is on the end of the hideout actually transports us according to our DNA.  For me, I would end up in my bedroom in San Fransokyo, but Wilbur would go into his room with the same portal.  That's just based on the DNA.  I may or may not have added some adjustments so that we would be able to teleport to any coordinates in the world... with a certain password for Wilbur.  Mwahahahaha.

"Hiro, why is there a password for the teleporter!?"  Wilbur yells, anger in his voice.  I can't help but laugh at his misery as he stomps into my room, a glare being sent in my way.  "What did you do?"  I continue laughing, unable to stop as he scoffs at me, getting more irritated by the second.  "Haha, very funny, Mr. Third Eye.  I would like to go home now."  His scowl stays firm on his eyebrows as I slowly sober from my laughter, satisfied with his reaction.

"You'll have to guess the passcode, Son-Of-Cornelius.  Good luck!" I say, waving at him as he stomps off.  I just chuckle to myself before returning to my project, the keys click-clacking against my fingers.

Alarms screech throughout the building and I stop what I'm doing, looking around at the red lights in confusion until I see the bloody girl on my bed, sword sticking out of her back and shock reaching my face as I recognize her.  "Vanellope!"  I shoot out of my chair and run to her, immediately attempting to wake her up.  "Help!"  I yell, hoping someone will hear.

Penny runs in my room, seeing Vanellope immediately and gasping.  "What happened!?"  She quickly brings herself to my bed and examines the wound before looking at me, waiting for an answer.

"I don't know, Pen!  She just appeared on my bed like this."

"Alright, I'll be right back," she mutters, running out of my bedroom.

Three minutes later of me using my jacket to keep pressure on the wound and the other two entering the room, Penny comes back inside with a bag.  "I need you all to leave, I'm about to do something disastrous and I don't want you watching."  Wilbur nods and wraps an arm around Violet's waist, guiding her out of my bedroom.  "You too, Hiro."

"No."

"Fine, but you're helping."

"Yes ma'am."

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5:00 pm [Penny]

The two of us finally finish the surgical procedure, saving Vanellope's life before I take my gloves off and tossing them down a nearby incinerator chute, only to return to the bedroom and sit next to a depressed Hiro.

"Who did this to her?"  He asks, staring at the black haired girl resting in her bed.

"I don't know," I state, fidgeting with my fingers until I see the connection between him and the girl.  "Can I do something?  I'm not sure you'll like it."

"Sure?" He answers in the state of a question.

Without hesitation, I kiss Hiro on the lips, moving my hands through his black hair until I pull away.  "Nope."

"No?" Hiro asks, surprise flashing across his eyes.

"Nope.  There should have been a spark when we kissed, but there was definitely no special feeling."

"Wait.  You kissed me just to see if you liked me?"

"Yep.  Turns out, I don't.  I hope that doesn't hurt you in any way."

"Well, my ego might have been scratched."

"Oh, you and your poor ego," I tease, ruffling his hair playfully.  "I'm the one without a love interest in this story."

"Huh?"  Hiro raises an eyebrow at me.

"You and Vanellope obviously like each other.  That's your story."

"What about Wilbur?" He asks, pulling a finger up to his chin.  "It can't be-"

"Violet?" I ask, already knowing what he's going to say.  "Are you sure about that?"  I walk off, feeling better than before, but unsure of why.

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