Second's POV
Ever since Chosen left the computer, I've been hanging out with Alan on his phone. Not sulking as some others might say. Victim refused to tell what happened, but I could tell something happened. Right now, Alan was at the park with his phone out so I could see.
"I miss Chosen," I mumble to myself.
-Somewhere else-
Chosen's POV
"I miss Second," I mumble to myself. The kid was annoying, but he was my brother. At the moment, I was hanging out on some abandoned website. Alone, like I always wanted. Marching across the landscape, I hold out my arms to practice my arms.
It takes too much effort to delete. Thinking about it, I knew the solution. I don't need to get more powerful. I need numbers. It's time for me to create an army. It's the only I can enact my plan.
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Life in the Computer (Old Version)
FanfictionThis is a bunch of connected one shots of the many stick figures that live in Alan's computer.
