Rating
: NC-17
Word Count
: 21,800
Disclaimer
: Not real, not mine. Also, about 80% of the Geek Squad info is fictitious. I have no idea how the company operates or what Geek Squad is even like, only that they wear dorky uniforms and fiddle around with electronics. The title belongs to the
Revenge of the Nerds
movie series.
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It all started with a stupid email from Spencer. The subject line of the email said, "You have to check this out!" It sounded enough like Spencer. When he opened it, the only thing it contained was a link and a smiley face. Nothing telling what it was or why Ryan needed to see it. It was probably some ridiculous site or video. Spencer liked to frequent weird but strangely hilarious sites, so Ryan clicked the link.
A new window popped up and loaded quickly. It was a porn site.
"Okaaay," Ryan said aloud. Spencer never sent him porn, and Ryan wasn't even sure Spencer looked at porn. It was sort of confusing, even suspicious.
He took a quick look at the page (because, hey, he was already there) and it looked like a big collection of amateur porn clips. He was going to have to call Spencer later to tell him how grossed out he was that his best friend was sending him porn, and how if he was going to be a pervert, he could at least find better sites. Bored of the site already, Ryan moved the mouse to exit the window, but when he clicked little X at the top corner, a new little window popped up. And another. And then another, until his entire screen was covered in tiny little pop-up windows. Little advertisements flashed on the screen ranging from rip-off Rolexes to ads for more porn sites. Ryan started getting a little panicky and began closing pages as quickly as possible, but they kept coming up too fast for him to keep up with. Some came with sounds from car horns beeping (
You've just been entered to win a V8!
) to moaning from more goddamn cheap porn. Then all of a sudden, his computer screen froze. Ryan was still trying to fight each little pop-up and it took him a second to realize that his mouse wasn't moving.
After a few moments of staring at his screen and wiggling the mouse insistently, Ryan actually screamed.
* * *
"Dude! What the fuck have you done to my computer?!" Ryan yelled into the phone when Spencer picked up.
"What the hell are you talking about, Ryan? This is Ryan, isn't it?" Spencer said, very confused on the other end of the line.
"That fucking site you sent me crashed my damn computer!" screeched Ryan.
"Oh, man, didn't I call you and tell you? My email got hacked and it sent weird sites to my whole list of contacts. I thought I called you and left a message."
Ryan rolled his eyes and pulled his cell phone away from his ear. Sure enough, there at the top of the screen was a little icon shaped like an envelope, alerting Ryan that he had a new voicemail in his box. Ryan's jaw dropped.
"No fucking way," he said, more to himself than Spencer.
Spencer still answered. "Sorry, man. Maybe you should call Geek Squad or something."
"Yeah," Ryan said, a little shaken and still in half-disbelief. His computer had just crashed, but it was so heavy on him that it felt like his dog had just died. He didn't know how to process it yet. "Maybe I will call them."
