Small MCYT Stories

Computer Virus [Skephalo]

It's 3 am and I am starving so here's a short Skephalo sorry because it just hits different

And here's a sketch because I can't sleep
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The demon flopped down onto his comfy bed, letting out a sigh of content. He got cozy under the blankets and reached for the laptop a friend gave to him.

He didn't quite understand human technology, but he wanted to try and figure it out. He opened it up, and stared at the screen for a good two minutes.

"Hmm.." He ran his fingers along the keys, tapping the space bar. He stared at the screen again, waiting for something to happen. "That didn't work." He said to himself, pressing more keys.

"You are so bad at this." A voice sounded, from the laptop, which made the demon scream in surprise. He tossed the laptop to the other side of his bed and stared at it.

The screen flickered on, and the demon was soon staring at... someone wearing a blue cube mask-thing? Weird. "What are you?" He asked.

"A super creepy computer program!" The thing on the screen said, moving his arms to be spooky.

"You don't look super creepy." The demon shook his head, reaching for the laptop. "You look kinda cute! Do you live in the computer thing?"

He huffed in annoyance, "I'm not supposed to be cute but whatever, I guess. And I guess I do technically live in here."

"Are you trapped? Do you need help?" The demon asked.

"N-no, I don't think I'm trapped." The person on the computer shook his head.

"What should I call you? You can call me Bad."

"Bad?" The person on the computer tilted his head, "Well.. you can call me Skeppy."

Bad smiled brightly, "It's very nice to meet you, Skeppy!" He giggled, "So.. Are you like a real person? Or are you actually a computer program? Is the program on other computers or just this one? Do you know Dream?"

Skeppy crossed his arms, "That's a lot of questions..." Bad smiled innocently. Skeppy sighed, "No, I'm not a real person. But no, I'm not really a program."

"Then what are you?"

"I don't know what I am."

"You're not a... what do they call it.." Bad looked up, thinking. His lips parted as he made a noise to help him think. "Artificial intelligence?"

"No, I'm not artificial."

"Cool."

Bad continued to talk to Skeppy. He would ask him questions, usually met with an 'I don't know.' Bad didn't mind.

"I like talking with you, Skeppy!" Bad chirped. "I'd like to talk more but I promised to meet up with my friend today."

"I see." Skeppy nodded, "Can I ask one thing while you're gone?"

"Of course!"

"Can you leave the screen up?" Skeppy asked.

Bad nodded, "Of course I can!" He set the laptop down, standing up, "Well.. Bye Skeppy!" Bad waved.

Skeppy stared at Bad, and then waved back. "Bye, Bad!" He smiled and watched Bad leave the room.

Skeppy wondered what it was like to be in the real world. He reached his hand out, but his hand only rested on the screen. He sighed and waited patiently for Bad to come back.