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- >You, Safari, Opera and your name-brother keep talking
- >They've apparently been through thick and thin together
- >You never knew there was a moose-specific phobia
- >Or that viruses could affect AIs so thoroughly
- >Opera suggested employing Avast as a countermeasure
- >You also latched onto how they'd bonded, and especially how they were there for each other
- >Especially how Anon had tried to comfort Opera when she had her first existential crisis
- >Those seemed almost mandatory for AIs, or at least distressingly common
- >Makes sense, though, AIs are biological, sapient beings as well
- >You're not sure you'd know how to handle Safari having one of them, though
- >She'd pretty quickly established herself as, well, basically your rock - someone to lean on
- >If she broke down, you'd probably fall with her
- >You'll cross that bridge when you come to it
- >Side note, Opera is really fucking cute, both as a human and pony
- >You feel dirty
- >As if you'd cheated on your girlfriend
- >Like, Safari's cute too, it's just..
- >Gah
- >You're having this argument with yourself
- >Really
- >You thought most people left these kinds of thoughts behind in high school
- >Sigh
- >Well, you'll probably bring it up at some point
- >You can already feel guilt gnawing at you
- >But fucking hell, the grass is always greener on the other side, you know this on a rational level
- >Too bad your brain doesn't want to be rational
- >Well, okay, it recognizes that Anon is a better catch than you, both because he doesn't covet someone else
- >Also because he's not a neckbearded tub of lard
- >And really kind of a fucking bro
- >You think there's an entry in the bro code about hooking up with yo bro's ho
- >Whatever
- >Seriously
- >Focus - back to the conversation
- >Eventually, the conversation lulls a bit, and Anon looks at his phone, checking something
- >He says they have to leave, but that you need to talk again, maybe meet up sometime
- >You've got the means of contacting them
- >You and Safari leave shortly after them
- -You are Safari pony-
- >You and Anon are walking homewards
- >The day is still young, but he says he wants to check on some things
- >And get his bike if you're going out again
- >You approve
- >Speaking of approving, you really liked Opera and Anon
- >They seem like nice people
- >And they helped address some of your worries about, well, everything considering you're kind of a young AI
- >Speaking of addressing issues, you got the shape-lock thing fixed with Opera's help
- >Though neither you nor Anon has brought it up yet
- >Actually, the both of you are mostly quiet on the walk home
- >It's not an uncomfortable silence, though
- >Even if you're thinking about Anon's initial reaction to you appearing
- >Is he still freaked out by your being a horse?
- >And...well, he never did get to customize you, did he?
- >You feel kind of bad about that
- >Browsers - be they male, female or anything in-between - should be customized to their user's satisfaction, after all
- >You hate how submissive that makes you sound though
- >It dawns on you that you might be overthinking it
- >That really doesn't help
- >As you get home, Anon gets on the computer
- >You head to the fridge and levitate out a red bull
- >You bring it with you and hand - hoof? - it to him
- >"Thanks, Safari. Say, Safari's kind of long, d'ya mind if I call ya, I dunno, Saff?"
- "It's not directly ugly, and gets the job done. Sure."
- >You pause, then speak up again
- "Anon, I'll be frank - you didn't get a chance to customize me when I first appeared here, and I remember you being, to put it mildly, perplexed by my being a horse. Honestly, so was I. But now I've gotten the shape-lock fixed, so I was kind of figuring, well, now's as good a time as any, ya know?"
- >He blinks and looks at you
- >"Huh, honestly, I hadn't given it much thought, but it's true now that you mention it. Though...like, is it okay with you? I mean, I'd not appreciate someone moulding me like clay for their own personal satisfaction"
- >He takes a sip and looks a bit worried
- >That feels so very condescending, even if you know that's not how he means it
- "Yes, Anon, I'm okay with it, otherwise I wouldn't have brought it up"
- >That did not sound like you
- -You are Anon-
- >You nod
- "Well, we can always try, if not, you'll always have your current settings, right?"
- >She nods
- >"Okay, so let's get to it. Just tell me what to change, and I'll get to it."
- "Right. Well, first of all, could you try being human?"
- >You cringe, that really came out wrong
- >Well, no taking it back
- >She starts glowing a brilliant white and morphs into a humanoid shape
- >Somewhat shorter than you, lithe frame
- >Glow fades
- >Her skin's slightly tanned, hair and eye colour is the same
- >You notice her bust is rather modest, and that she in general looks like an athlete
- >Again a bit like your pony waifu, whose voice you based hers on
- >You're having trouble reading her expression
- >Additional trouble is being had trying to figure out other ways to custmoize her
- >You can't think of anything that would look better
- >Though...would she believe you if you said it?
- "You look really good. Remember this form, please."
- >She nods
- >"Are you sure you don't want to customize further?"
- "Well..."
- >You spend a while going through endless combinations
- >She does look somewhat uncomfortable, but insists on finding something pleasing
- >After a while, she frowns and looks in the mirror
- >And freezes
- >Trembling ever so slightly
- >She freaks out and morphs back into pony shape
- >Runs out into the hallway, somehow opening the door
- >You hear her hooves clopping on the pavement
- >Shit!
- >You get your bike
- >Close and lock the door as quick as you can
- >Then head after her
- >Now why'd she do this?
- >It's not your place to judge
- >Though you're worried
- >You guess the trigger would be related to the customization
- >Obivously
- >You slowly close the gap between the two of you
- >She's fast though
- >You feel like calling out to her, but you''re not sure you wouldn't just end up making things worse
- >You were always pretty good at that
- >Though, what'll happen if you don't say anything?
- >Fuck it, you decide to just tail her and let her run it out
- >It takes a while, and you're halfway across the city, but she finally slows down, jumping onto a bench and laying down
- >Her mane obscures her face, but you can tell she's been crying
- >You get off the bike and hesitantly sit down next to her
- >You can't find any words, so you decide to say nothing
- >After a long silence, she speakss
- >You notice her voice is trembling
- >"Anon, I'm...really fucking sorry about freaking out like a little bitch. I expected more from myself, and I'm sure you did too. And it was all so damn unnecessary too. But I felt like I'd failed as a browser, as an AI, as your...companion."
- >She pauses for a bit
- >You can practically hear her thoughts gathering
- >"Plus...I felt inferior to Opera, I guess. I mean, she's a gen 1 AI and yet...seemed so much more...complete, well-rounded, and I'll even admit, really fucking cute. Yeah, I noticed the looks you gave her, hard not to, really, but that's okay. I get it. Fuck, I might be lesbian for her. But, well....yeah okay, that's about as eloquently I can put it, and I'd hate to end up repeating myself."
- >You nod, then give her a hug
- >A tight, firm one
- >You only hope your body odour doesn't make her faint
- "Safari, it's alright, I get it, seriously, I know it's hard to believe, but I do. I've spent my whole life being inferior to others and not good enough. You know what pulled me outta that? You. And moving out of Mom's basement, I guess, but mostly you. Don't tell me that strong, confident and playful Safari I know is all a lie."
- >You smirk
- >She kisses you on the lips
- >"To put it simply: Where's the nearest ski resort? I'm gonna kick your ass at snowboarding, hooves or >no hooves"
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