I want the H for Alan and Tron [cough cough cough totally not hinting at a muse]
Send me a “I want the H” and I will randomly generate a number! Generated Number: 9.One armed hug
He hadn’t seen a User since he and Flynn defeated the MCP together. He wasn’t expecting to, either. Yet, there, right in front of him, was his User. Alan-One.
“Oh my User,” he gasped. What else could he say? This was the one who brought him into being and gave him purpose. He was the one who gave him the ability to save the system as he did. Everything was all thanks to this User standing right before him.
He’d never believed in the Users more than in that moment.
It was too much to not pull him in closer. One arm wrapped around his User. “There is so much I would like to ask you,” he said softly and ducked his head a bit. “I hope that’s alright.”
