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Part 1 of Pc troubles!
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2025-07-01
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2025-08-11
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Lovebugged (Mac virus obsessive fic)

Summary:

You’re looking for another online job. And wow, you actually find one that piques your interest, thanks to Mac. But, as soon as you click the link, something weird happens…

Is Mac okay? What’s happening to them?

(Momentary hiatus!!)

Notes:

Inspired by Virus Mac fanart by @Luuooce on Twitter!

Gughghfbf I love Mac SO MUCH

ON GOD WE ARE CRACKING THAT DAMN COMPUTER!!

 

Also this wasn’t beta-ed so there might be spelling/grammar mistakes ^^

ALSO I LOVE COMMNETS PLEASE COKMENT WHEHUDHDHDIDHI

(See the end of the work for other works inspired by this one.)

Chapter 1

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The sweet taste of lemonade burns your throat, a simple drink you picked up from Freddy before settling down in your office for the day. This was it, the day you finally start looking for another job.

You shift the dateviators up your nose and point it at your computer. You figured might as well have some help while you’re looking. A pink cloud of smoke covers your vision, and then Mac is sitting right beside you. They look at you with a bright smile.

“Hey there! Glad I could see you today! I was hoping I could talk to you about your recent purchase from Amazon? Cause those underwear are abs-“ Mac rambles, but gets cut off by you clearing your throat.

“Ahem….” You loudly announce. Mac blushes and smiles sheepishly. “Anyways, it’s nice to see you too Mac! You remember when told you that I needed help with something the other day?” You ask, taking the mouse in your hand to start navigating the browser.

“Oh yes! What was it? I assure you, anything you need, I can find.” Mac says, putting on their glasses and pulling up a few windows around them. You go smile and focus your attention on the search bar of the browser. “On..line….jo…bs…there we go!” You spell out. The number of results was overwhelming. “Ohhh! Well lucky for you, I already have that list simplified down to three pages, depending on your interests!” Mac beams.

You giggle and switch to their tab, scrolling through the potential options. “Hmmm….this looks interesting! Voice actors for hire…..huh, never really thought about becoming a voice actor before.” You click on the link, it bringing you to subreddit about a small upcoming indie show. “I mayyyy have slipped that in there. What can I say though, your voice is amazing!” Mac says, putting their hand on your shoulder.

“You sap! Although, I wonder if other people might think so as well…” You state, scrolling down to a link. Seems harmless enough. You click it, the browser redirecting you to….a blank screen?? “What the…? Wheres the webpage?” You exclaim, shaking your head.

“Ngh..” You hear a strained noise come from beside you. You turn your head to see Mac hunched over, hands over their stomach. “Woah! Are you okay hon??” You ask hurriedly, moving closer to hold their head up.

They slowly looked up at you, sweat(?) dripping from their forehead and a grimace as their expression. Their eyes seemed…..pinker…? You raise your hand to their forehead as an attempt to check their temperature.

Burning. It makes sense now that you hear the fans running at top speed.

“Fuck…I..don’t know…it feels like something is crawling underneath my skin…” Mac gasps, leaning into you like their life depended on it. Your mind was running, trying to think of ways to help. You suddenly jolt up with an idea, you’d go get Farya! Hopefully she’d be able to help.

“I’ll be right back, okay?” You say softly to Mac, who just nods in response. You bolt out of the office to the bathroom, swinging open the cabinet door to get out the med kit. You focus all your energy on it, the pink clouds emerging once again. “Hey there! You okay? Have any life-threatening disease I need to take care of?” She says excitedly. You look at her with worried eyes. “It’s not me, it’s Mac. Something’s wrong with them and I don’t know what.

Her eyes widen slightly, nodding and following you back to the office. Mac was there, hunched over in their wheelchair, breathing heavily. “Oh dear..” Farya says as she runs to Mac and starts pulling out different medical supplies. “I- it’s fine…I’m just..tired, I guess…” Mac stutters, slightly pushing Farya away from them. Farya sighs and continues to work on Mac. You watch from the doorway, keeping your distance to not get in Farya’s way.

“Is everything okay?” You turn your head to see…Dorian? Weird, you haven’t used a charge on him. You sigh and start to explain the situation. His look grows a bit worried. “Well love, I know you’ll find a way to help them. I’ll keep watch here, especially when you go to bed.” Dorian says with a calm tone. Your shoulders release a bit of tension at that, thanking him and turning your attention back to Mac.

After a while of poking and prodding, Farya walks over to you, an unreadable look on her face. “I’m.. I’m not sure what the problem is… i’m not that used to working on computers or electronics, especially if there are no external wounds.” She says, shaking her head. “My best suggestion is to clear some data on the computer and let them rest. They need it..”

You nod. “Thank you for this Farya..” She shoots you a small smile and heads down the hall. You finally walk over to Mac, their breath a bit steadier, but still labored. “Please get some rest Mac..I worried about you…” They look up at you and smile. “I will….sorry f-for worrying you..” Their voice glitches a bit, making them wince.

You kiss their hand and get up, walking to the doorway. It had grown late by then, and it was about time for you to head to bed. You glanced back, seeing that Mac was no longer there. As you made your way up the stairs, you finally realize the fatigue you were feeling. When you changed your pajamas and hit the bed, you could feel the wave of exhaustion hit you.

Hopefully Mac would feel better in the morning. That night was filled with nothing but dreamless sleep and worry. Betty was worried as well, as you had never slept quite as bad as that in a while.

Only time will tell, I guess..