Unique

Chapter 2

I reached into my backpack, and dug through all of the stuff I carry with me on a regular basis - a few knives, a taser or two (I had lost count), and a handgun. The usual. Finally, I found what I was looking for: a mass of tangled wires, surrounding a grey cube. "What is this thing again?" I asked.

"Its a trans-dimensional, intergravitational user interface," answered James.

"Really?" asked Adam eagerly, "Iv'e always wanted one of those!"

"Well, that's impossible, because I just made it up. Its a battery, numnuts."

"You... You're a numnuts,", said Adam under his breath, as he tried to insult James. It didn't work.

"So,", I asked, breaking the silence, "what exactly are you making again? Some kind of training thingy?"

"Its not a 'thing', Sam. Its a B.O.T.I., and its-" James was suddenly cut off by a burst of laughter from Adam.

"Body? Dude, I mean, I know we're three guys who have lived together for, like, our entire lives, and haven't seen a girl the whole time, but seriously? A body? How desperate are you?"

James sighed, while he made a sweeping motion through the air with his hand. A block of wood halfway across the room flew past me, into Adam's stomach, causing him to bend over in pain. "You're an idiot. Its B.O.T.I., with an I, and it stands for Bigger On The Inside."

"Really creative, James," I said sarcastically.

"Hey, I'm just the inventor. I'm not paid to come up with the names!"

"James, you're not getting paid at all," I remarked dryly.

"Well, if you guys have any better idea, please, don't hesitate to speak up!"

We didn't.

"Anyways," said James, this is a training simulator. It has a DNA-scanner built in to the entryway, so that each of us can have a simulation tailored to our specific abilities. Sam, for example, would start off by honing his teleportation skills. He would have to teleport from one roof to another, without falli-"

"BORING!!!" interrupted Adam.

"So, James, when do you think you can have this up and running?" I asked.

"Hopefully by tomorrow. But..." he trailed off.

"But what?" I asked, not wanting to hear what I knew was coming next.

"But, I need some more parts. Not a lot, just some easy to find stuff," he added upon seeing the look of annoyance on my face.

"What stuff would that be?" I asked.

"Oh, I don't know... A computer set, some wires - you know, basics!"

"As long as you give me a 100%, money bac guarantee that there will be NO COPS this time."

"I said sorry!"

"No, no you really didn't. I'll get the damn stuff."