The PulseTeam, Book Two: Evolution

Chapter Twenty-Six: With Liberty And Justice For All, Part One

Part One: The New ViewTube Channel

The Monitor | Cleveland, Ohio
Monday, June 26, 2034 | 10:45 EST

So, Alexa got the brilliant (not so much) idea last night to create a couple's channel starring the both of us on ViewTube. I guess this is my reward for helping her to come out of her shell. The only problem is: I don't view myself as photogenic. At all. I loathe my image being captured in pictures or videos of any kind. Which means, I hate third-party photographs with me in them, selfies, and portraits of me. And videos taken with me in them. It's the assassin part of me. I'm suspicious of everything, and paranoid just as equally. It's a wonder that I'm not schizophrenic.

...

Or am I...?

Anyway, so I'm waiting for babygirl to finish doing her hair and applying her makeup, without which she still looks beautiful, but okay. And she's been in my bathroom since eight this morning. She'd better hurry up, or I'm going back to sleep.

As soon as I build up the resolve to get back into my bed, babygirl comes out, looking professionally made up and absolutely tantalizing, making her time spent in the bathroom absolutely worth it. And I love how she makes loungewear look good, as she is in a blue crop hoodie with cat ears (custom-made just for her), black booty shorts, and black thigh-high socks. She really looks like a ViewTube gamer girl. Which is good. Because she rocks at video games even more than I do. Yes, we do play video games. Get over yourselves.

"I'm sorry I took so long, babe," she says as I drool. "I'm not used to doing myself up on my own. And why are you drooling?"

"Because I'm thinking about what I would like to do to your perfect face, and your perfect body. But you want to start recording in less than fifteen minutes, and I'm still not ready, so let me just go and do that..."

And at that revelation, I streak into the bathroom, and I get ready in less than two minutes. Which means that I'm moving like a snail and a slug decided to have a three-way with a jar of molasses and had a love child. And Aunt DEELEX set my room up with all the necessary equipment last night, so all we have to do now is turn it all on.

"But," I say, coming out of the bathroom, topless, in a pair of black sweatpants, black socks, and black slides, "the more practice you get with your makeup and your hair, the faster and more efficient you'll be with it."

Now, it's Alexa's turn to ogle. "I will never get used to seeing you without a shirt, David."

"Not like you haven't before," I say, smirking, putting on a black t-shirt. "Yet your head is still doing barrel rolls for me."

"Whatever, Mister Barrel-Roll. Now, remember how we start?" she asks me, turning my newly integrated system on like we were shown last night.

"Eidetic memory, my dear," I reply.

"Good point. You ready?"

"I guess as I'll ever be."

"Alright, then. Let's do it."

We access the VlogMaker Pro application on my computer's desktop, she switches the calm ultraviolet lights in my room to regular cool white, she sits back down, and I press the "BEGIN RECORDING" button.

"Hello, ViewTube!" says Alexa rather enthusiastically. "My name is Alexandra Smith..."

"I'm David Allen, III..."

"And we would like to officially welcome you to the very first episode of: 'NinjaNeko'! Now, we should probably explain some of what you'll be seeing in the future episodes."