More Than a Program

He wriggled in his chair–actually it was Ixion’s chair, his favorite with the delicate blue and cream patterns and the un-cushioned arms. “Ah, hello, Max, I was not… expecting you so soon.”

He wriggled in his chair–actually it was Ixion’s chair, his favorite with the delicate blue and cream patterns and the un-cushioned arms. “Ah, hello, Max, I was not… expecting you so soon.”

He wasn’t sure the other was okay, though.

He wriggled in his chair–actually it was Ixion’s chair, his favorite with the delicate blue and cream patterns and the un-cushioned arms. “Ah, hello, Max, I was not… expecting you so soon.”

“You aren’t dead, then.”

“Am I dead? Am I supposed to be dead? How long was I asleep? Please tell me it’s the same year–I can’t pull off a ‘van’ name, I just cannot. Ixion van Light, it just does not….”

He wasn’t sure the other was okay, though.

He wriggled in his chair–actually it was Ixion’s chair, his favorite with the delicate blue and cream patterns and the un-cushioned arms. “Ah, hello, Max, I was not… expecting you so soon.”

Ow.

“You aren’t dead, then.”

He wriggled in his chair–actually it was Ixion’s chair, his favorite with the delicate blue and cream patterns and the un-cushioned arms. “Ah, hello, Max, I was not… expecting you so soon.”

He didn’t stir.

He wriggled in his chair–actually it was Ixion’s chair, his favorite with the delicate blue and cream patterns and the un-cushioned arms. “Ah, hello, Max, I was not… expecting you so soon.”

Sorry Foxtar. He would apologize later.

He wriggled in his chair–actually it was Ixion’s chair, his favorite with the delicate blue and cream patterns and the un-cushioned arms. “Ah, hello, Max, I was not… expecting you so soon.”

Not Ixion. Not Raichu. But X.

“If you insist, Sir Max.” He stumbled a little over the title. Master Max sounded awkward and he didn’t think the program warranted the same level of respect as X.

Sorry Foxtar. He would apologize later.

He wriggled in his chair–actually it was Ixion’s chair, his favorite with the delicate blue and cream patterns and the un-cushioned arms. “Ah, hello, Max, I was not… expecting you so soon.”

Not Ixion. Not Raichu. But X.

He wriggled in his chair–actually it was Ixion’s chair, his favorite with the delicate blue and cream patterns and the un-cushioned arms. “Ah, hello, Max, I was not… expecting you so soon.”

“In penance for ‘unnecessary violence’ against wild Pokemon, I’m now part of an adoption drive. Community service.” “I am given a hundred random Pokemon Eggs to redistribute far and wide.” “All you need to do is click ‘Reblog’ (Not Like!) to receive an egg. Limited to one per person. You must also hatch it on your own.” “In order to receive your gift, you must activate the ‘Submit’ function of your residence. In other words your doors, mailboxes or whatnot must be open to receive your new friend. Otherwise we cannot deliver.” “Anyone who registers and did not activate the Submit function will not have a second chance. We cannot entrust a precious life to someone who couldn’t follow basic instructions.” “No ‘Personal Blogs’ or Mun Blogs please. I’m sorry, but your worlds are off limits for the adoption drive.” “The event ends on the 26th of June or stock runs out. All tickets after that will be ignored, so please submit early!”

At that, Judge Foxtar boredly said,“Your skull is made of metal, sir. You broke the door.”

“…I always miss you too, you know. You don’t want to come visit me?” He teased lightly, ruffling the blond’s hair.

At that, Judge Foxtar boredly said,“Your skull is made of metal, sir. You broke the door.”

“Really, don’t act like you have to worry me by saying things like that, I know you’re a capable young X.” Ixion was smarter than he normally portrayed himself as to some people.

“I started missing you a lot.”

“...I always miss you too, you know. You don’t want to come visit me?” He teased lightly, ruffling the blond’s hair.

At that, Judge Foxtar boredly said,“Your skull is made of metal, sir. You broke the door.”

“Really, don’t act like you have to worry me by saying things like that, I know you’re a capable young X.” Ixion was smarter than he normally portrayed himself as to some people.

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