| Fan Fiction |
by GreenHammock
“She isn’t a drone,” Changmin informed Yunho the next morning. Yunho had entered the kitchen, and was puzzled at the presence of the drone called Six as she sat across from Changmin at the dining table. He distinctly remembered Changmin assuring him she’d be gone the night prior.
Yunho quirked an eyebrow at the statement, obviously irked. Changmin had pulled him into the hallway to discuss it over with him, but Yunho was growing more and more irate as the seconds ticked on.
“But yesterday you were certain she was a drone.”
Changmin groaned, running his hands over his face in stress. “Yesterday I hadn’t stayed up nearly all night talking to her.”
“You talked to her,” Yunho repeated, deadpan. Changmin nodded vigorously.
“Yes, and she displayed behavior that is absolutely impossible for an information drone.”
“What if she was just playing you?” Yunho snapped, “What about that?”
Changmin’s head shook curtly. “Impossible – Info drones cannot feel for themselves or others, and so have no reason to speak anything but the truth.”
Yunho huffed, tossing a pained look to Changmin. “Will you just shut up and harvest the data already? I know it’s hard for you, but making up these excuses to not terminate an otherwise useless life that NO ONE – let me repeat that – NO ONE is going to care about losing is just ludicrous and you need to cut it out before Hero comes for his drone.”
Changmin rolled his eyes and pulled the small notebook out from the pocket of his pants, shoving it against his chest. “Here,” he snapped, before turning to walk away. Yunho blinked, looking down at the notebook in his hands with confusion.
“What’s this?” he asked, holding it up. Changmin stopped in his track to the kitchen, looking at Yunho from over his shoulder.
“I got her to write some things for me. She ended up filling the entire book.” With that, he left, and Yunho rolled his eyes, carefully opened the first page of the booklet.
He was shocked to see the profile view of a man, sketched out roughly on the page. The next page was filled with a description of a man named ‘J’, and the book went on to describe events in Six’s life and things she had done with J, as well as protocol at the Dat Building, detailed drawings and descriptions of meals she’d eaten, drawings of dreams, places he recognized to be sites in Eastfalls, occasional quotes and band and song names, and more doodles and sketchy drawings of the man, J.
Yunho took another glance at the girl sitting in the kitchen – she was spinning her spoon around a bowl with an amused look on her face – before returned to his room to further analyze it’s contents.
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07.07.09.