"Virus detected. Maintenance underway. Signaling distress. Standby for..."
"No no no... Stupid thing. It's fine... I'm fine. Put me back to sleep dang it" V3 began to work the internal panel from his end. Attempting to disable the protocols that would summon Dr. Danny. He had no idea what time of day it was or what was going on but he was sure that he felt fine.

"Put me back to sleep! I'm good. Ugh!" He banged on the keypad with his large heavy fingers trying to undo and cancel the rudimentary A.I that was tasked with ensuring his safety and that would ensure he was in proper functioning order. "I can fix this," He said with a loud and heavy yawn " I just gotta.. do.. the thing.. Uhm..." "Error error. command not valid"
"Ok ok I got it. here it is!" "Error. Command invalid. Try again" "What do you mean try again!?" "Error" "What?! this is..." "Error. Locked out of system. Authorization required..."
"Authorization?! What kind of stupid, who else would be in here!?" V banged on the canister wall. Frustrated, confused, and dizzy to no end. There was a long pause as he thought of what to do...............

"Katiiiiiishhhhhhhhh..." A single pipe suddenly burst. Sending fumes and toxic gases straight into his face from overhead. "Yup...Of course. That makes sense" "Error. Gas leak detected. Initiating..." Another one of V's fist slammed into the control panel. Destroying the internal audio system. "Whoops" He spoke sarcastically "Error. Stereo broken. " He let out a sigh as he laid back against the inclined metal backing of his storage canister.

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The smell of freshly scrambled eggs, cheese covered broccoli, freshly cooked rice topped with hot butter, and parsley filled the air. It was 0800, morning time, and Dr. Danny had just finished breakfast to the tune of her daughter, little Suzie, fidgeting with a device she had recently crafted.

"Suzie, my love, does that have anything to do with that new game you've been playing? What was it called now? Cuzko club? Coca craze?..." "Coconut Crush mommy and no."
"Well sweety it is time for breakfast. Finish up whatever you are doing." As the good doctor, Danny turned around to grab the salt and pepper a devilish grin could be seen. It spread across her daughters face like a wildfire. "Yes, mommy. I just finished". Setting the little handheld contraption down she pressed a button near its top. Different lights began to flash as it began to click, like a timer you would find on a household toaster.

Danny sat down in front of her daughter and observed her as she pretended to be interested in breakfast. Her mind obviously preoccupied on something much more important. She started to get that look again... that look always meant trouble.
"Suzie... What have you done?" "Huh?!" Her daughter responded. Jumping in her chair as she did. "Nothing mommy? I umm. I beat my game last night look!"
She was hiding something. Danny knew it and it filled her heart with joy. It amazed her how such a gifted young girl, capable of comprehending advanced mathematics and competing in complicated games such as go and chess at the national level, while merely being a tender age of eight. Still could not manage to tell a convincing lie.

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"How was I supposed to know there was a button?!" V's voice echoed from the walls as the Dr. got him dressed.
"It is right in front of your face." "What?! Where?!" "To the left! by the audio panel!"

Suzie stood at the threshold of her mother's bedroom as she clothed V3. The processes of clearing his system of the rouge Virus which tried to fry his brain in his sleep, causing his system to shock him into a low-powered yet alerted mode, took only a few minutes with the Dr and her young daughter working together.
"What did you do this time Vivi?" "Nothing?! I mean... I don't know. I just woke up and everything was fuzzy and weird." "Mommy"
"So how exactly did you get out then?" "Mommy", "Well that's easy. I punched a hole through the glass!" "Mama". Danny palmed her head again. Her forehead beginning to redden from the constant pressure of this morning's shenanigans. "Mom".

V. Could you please do me a favor and make sure you clean up downstairs. You didn't break anything else did you?" "Mother", "Of course not! I learned my lesson from las..."
Suddenly the entire house shook back and forth for a brief second as an audible and powerful explosion erupted downstairs. The house's security system came online instantly. Blast doors lowered in a place where regular doors had previously been, locking young Suzie outside in the hallway.

...."That reminds me... I may have accidentally left a gas leak downstairs." "VE-e3! Will, you ever learn to be more careful!". " I... I am sorry Danny. My head computer is off. I didn't know what to do!? and that stupid panel locked me in any way. It's not my fault I had a virus in my head. I didn't do it this time I swear!"
Danny took a moment to gather her breath. She was trying not to be furious with him this time. She was happy to have him. Happy to have him and her daughter save.

"VE-e3. If I find out you were downloading Po..." "What! NO! I wasn't I promise! and hey that wasn't my fault it was for science! Suzie was asking me questions about biology and where babies came from and I...", before he could finish she interrupted, "Parental control check. Access code: D.P. Pin number, 3.14159265358979323846264338327950288419716939937510582097494459230781640628620899862803482534211706798214808651328230664709384460955058223172535940812848111745028410270."

"Acess granted. Parental controls operational."
"Woah. That's new". Danny took a minute to compose herself. She stared at V. It was a piercing stare. It cut deep into his soul. There was a long pause....... "Mommy?..." A voice spoke out from the other side of the blast door before opening. "What is a parental control?"
"Forget about that Suzie. What do you need honey?". "I won my game remember. Look" She held up her compad screen to Danny's face. Before her she could read the words detailing her prize, apparently, she had broken some kind of record and was now entitled to a lifetime supply of candy at a local store.

"Listen Doc, I.." "Nevermind that Vi. Look Suzie won a competition in her little game. She wants to go to the candy store to pick up her prize. You are gonna take her while I fire this all out ok?"

"Yes, mam. but I..." Here's some money. Just make sure you call me if you need anything."
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Newspapers scattered across the air and street as V turned to face the poor cyclist who had just been unlucky enough to crash into him. It appeared to be a lad, no older than 10years of age. The boy wore a set of large glasses. His black hair parted to the left. He wore a slightly oversized black shirt that read "Kiss saves Christmas" and was at least 10lbs over the recommended weight for a boy his age and height. V had forgotten all about the paper boys that worked these streets in the morning. It was less of a service in an age so technologically advanced and more of a novelty. Some of the nearby stores also subscribed to a daily mailing list which brought them, freshly printed and up to date news. Typed up and displayed on finely pressed specialty paper and blah blah blah. That's all V could remember. Without Acess to his data, he had to rely on his inferior memory and learning. Though he did like to do this on his own anyways, having to do it added a pressure he was not used to and without at least the help of his systems he nothing to reference anything else to. Humans at least had brain Association. He had not made as many on his own yet.

"A paperboy?! Isn't it like 840 something?" "Hi Kevin"
"Kevin? You know this loser Suzie"
"Yea that's Kevin. We use to be in the neighborhood chess club together until he got kicked out for being lazy"
Kevin rose to his feet and stumbled a little bit. "I was not lazy! I overslept!"
"Listen boy. I don't care what yea did but watch where you're going. We got a date! A date... With candy!"
"A date? With Candy? Like the same lady my dad visits?"
"What? NO?! I mean. I dunno. Out of our way Kevin."
"Wait!" Kevin cries out. "My bike I think it's wobbly and broken. You gotta help me fix it" Suzie began to laugh again "It's not our fault you crashed kevin! You should be done with the paper route by now anyways lazybutt!" "I am not lazy!"
"Oh yeahh? Then why haven't you finished your route yet?" "... I overslept..." "Well that is your own fault! You know when we are grown-ups people are gonna fire you for being lazy and the ones that don't will feel sorry for you. No matter how smart you are they'll only see that you're always late and never recognize your talents because you don't try! Right Vivi?"

"Yea whatever, hey listen. This is getting old Suzie. Hop on my back we're flying"
"Okay!"

They took off together leaving Kevin behind to brood over his bike. It was a gentle take off. He didn't have the energy to use his thrusters So floated up like a light breeze and then lifted off into the sky, avoiding air traffic lanes.

V3 felt bad about Kevin but he was starting to get irritated another side effect of the Virus from eariler and having to process so much information on his own. Flying away from kevin was the best thing to do. He didn't want to be more rude then they already had been. At least, he thinks they might have been rude. He was not sure. Social interaction is still very new to him and again with out any sort of reference guide he couldn't even be sure.

As they flew higher and higher they got a good view of the neighborhood, the city further ahead, the skyline, and even the nearby zoo, further down the neighborhood. He decided to fly by it. Suzie loved flying on V's back. They didn't do it often but she had once hacked into his systems in the middle of the night, way back when they'd first met and she took him for a joy ride. She taught him a little bit about games and people, even wrote a little code for him that told him to feel good about himself. He still had that code. He would read scan over it and re-write it over and over again in times of stress or lonliness.
"Kuta's!" Suzie said as she pointed downwards to the Kuta's.

They were a rare species, from another world. Best described as ponysized, reptillain rhinoarus's. A Kuta was a mostly domesticated animal with powerful hind legs and a vicious looking horn for a nose. Good thing they were friendly. Kuta's could run fast and jump high for their size and weight. You wouldn't know it by looking at them but they scare quiet easily.

For what they are you would think they'd have high walls or fenced or something blocking them from the neighborhood but Kuta's were also somewhat lazy. Their pen was near the outskirts of the Zoo, spereated from the lower section of the neighborhood by an old 9ft chain linked fence.

V swooped down low enough to fly into the petting area where they were. Suzie took a couple of pellets to feed them with before the Staff rushed them off for not having paid entry. They left as quickly as they arrived.

"Alright girly. Where is this Craz store."
"King Kraze's Kandy is that way!"
"So what exactly did you win?"
"Hehe. There is this game about coconuts and every year the local paper has a competetion, whoever scores the highest points in it gets a prize from one spoonsor of the winners choice."

"How does it work? Whadaya do?"
"It's dumb and kind of a waste of time. You just gotta tap the screen to match up the cocos of similar shape and color and when you do they smash and you get points."

"That's cool"
"It isn't. It's dumb."
"Well how long have you been playing it?"
"3 years."


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The pair stood there, at the checkout, for a few moments as they waited to be serviced. Suzie kept snickering under her breath the whole time as the young employee kept getting chewed out by Kraze.

"Ya VORTHLESS HUEMAN! VERE IT NOT FUR THE TREATY I WOULD KILL YOU ALL MYSELF!" "I'm sorry Mr. King I'm sorry! I will go call 311 right now!"
"Get da fack! outta here! BWAAHHHH!!"

"Hehehe tishhh" Suzie kept snickering as they yelled.
"What's so funny?". "The boss demon is mad because he didn't get his paper". "Yea, so?", "We broke the paper boys bike, hehe". "Hey, I didn't!?"

"How may I halp you sir and uhh. Little girl!" The demon finally managed to walk over to them, taking a break from berating his entire workforce (Seemingly).
"Vhy dis is alotA Kandy wittle girl?! You cannot eat all of these?"

Suzie just sauntered up to him, coy smile on full display. "I do not need to eat it all right away. We will be taking these now."
"Vhat do you mean you vill be taking it all?! How can you even afford all thi..." Suzie slammed he compad onto the table in front of him. Revealing the Coconut crush game. A screenshot was taken. it displayed her name and her avatar, instructions and a congratulatory message for her top score achievement of the year.

The owner's jaw hit the countertop as she did so. A pained expression began to advertise itself across his face. Within seconds he hit every stage of grief and depression at least twice, every stage that is except for one, acceptance.

"VHAT!!! Dis thing cannot be!" He snatched the compad from her hands. "No, no no! You are lying to dis one. You cannot be de winner. King does not accept dis"
"What?! What do you mean I cannot be the winner?!" Her tone turned to mimic the fat demon in an obviously mocking manner.
"I am Suzie Prescot?! Look me up on Spacebook it's all over the internet!"
"NO! I do not believe you! I, KING KRAZE, SHOULD BE DIS YEARS VINNER"
"What?! Ohh ha! Are you CrabconutZ619?! Ha! I beat your score last night! at 11:58. It wasn't even that hard. This year. You're not as good as the usual winner"
Kraze seemed to fume at that last comment. "Crabcakes666 is a cheater! He wins every year!"

"Well, not this year!" Suzie said triumphantly! Now give me my damn candy you big mean tomato" "Language"
" I do not need to give jew anything wittle girl! Not until mi paper boi gets here! The Vinner is always announced, every year in the paper! and that is who vill get ze prizes!"
"What? NO?! don't be stupid!..." "Hey, language" "...That is the whole point of the internet you old crusty crab..." "That's not nice"..."Look there's even a picture of me right ther..."

Suddenly the man snatches the device from her hands. "No no dis vill nawt do! Show mi some I.D. jew humans always cheat with your little magic devices made of plastic"
" I can't show you I.D I am 8yrs old?!" "Vell den dat is not my problem! Now be a good little bitc..." "Wooah! Language! Sir. Okay, that's it!"

V3 grabbed the mans arm and slammed it into the countertops, forcing him to release the compad from his hands.
"Now you listen here, sir. I don't know what they teach kids in hell er whatever..."

Aperantly Demons and devils are different. Apparently Demons are strong enough to lift and throw cars over 9 meters far across a field and apparently Demons really, REALLY, do not like being confused with devils. V3 did not know these things previously but he wished he would have.

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