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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..

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After that uneventful and restless night, you wake up with a cold sweat. God, even nightmare came to visit you, giving you a dream about Mac breaking completely.

You had to check on them.

Who cares if it was only 5:23 in the morning? Their safety was more important than your sleep. As you slowly make your way down the stairs, you realize something.

You could see Dorian. And not just the door, but himself. He was standing tall, facing the open office door with a neutral expression. Dorian heard your shuffling and turned towards the stairs.

“Hello love. What are you doing down here so early?” He asks, stepping beside the doorway. You sigh, rubbing your tired eyes with your hands. “Checking on Mac. I’m still pretty worried about them..”

Dorian smiles a bit. “Well I won’t stop you. I’ve been watching them all night, and nothing seems to be wrong. I think they’re feeling better.”

You exhale a breath you didn’t even know you were holding as you walk into the room. Dorian takes the doorknob and slowly pulls it closed. “If you need anything, just yell.” He says calmly.

You reply to him with a soft ‘okay’ and turn your attention to the computer. Before you even have a chance to activate the dateviators though, a head pops through the computer screen.

“I was wondering when you’d be back! I’ve been waiting sooooo long..” Mac says, a strange smile on their face. You stumble back a bit and repress a scream. “Gosh Mac, you scared me!”

Mac chuckles a bit and props their head on their hands. “Sorry love, I just got excited that you were h[e]re!” They said with a strange glitch in their voice. You were quick to recover, walking over to where Mac was.

“You doing okay? Sorry it’s early, but after seeing you yesterday, I couldn’t sleep.” You admit, moving a hand to cup their face. Mac smiles and leans into your touch. “I actually feel fine today! My processors are running smoother than ever! The only thing is that I feel a bit warmer today than usual….Nothing to worry about though!”

They move away from you back into the computer screen, disappearing before suddenly reappearing right beside you. Woah, freaky.

Their hand is fast to grasp yours, a little more roughly than you expected. “Why don’t we spend the WHOLE day together? I have plenty of games, websi[t]es, fanfics…” Mac beams. Their leg is bouncing a bit…well actually, it’s their whole body buzzing with energy.

You take a nervous step back. “Mac, you know I would love too, but I promised Daisuke I would help him organize the dishes, and then I have to take care of the inanimals with Mateo, oh, and don’t forget about-“ You ramble, but suddenly get cut off.

“NO you don’t!” They yell. You flinch at the volume, the worry ebbing towards your mind again. Mac grasps your hand harder and pulls you towards them. “Please dear, won’t you spend the day with your partner? You’ve hardly had the time lately, and I’m sooo lonely…” They whine, brushing their hand through your hair.

Maybe you haven’t been spending as much time with them as you thought… The guilt spreads quickly as you steady yourself again. “I’m…sorry Mac…I didn’t know I was neglecting you this much…I’ll go talk to the others and tell them I can’t today..”

Mac was quick to reply though. “IVE already ta[ken] care of it dear! Now you have all the time in the world with me!” They smile widely, looking almost manic.

You were definitely worried now. They’ve never acted so…obsessive before.

“…alright, whatever you say love…” You say, nodding your head. Mac sits you down in the chair and puts your hand on the mouse, the browser already there ready to go. “I have a few websites I want you to visit today!” Mac says, pulling up some tabs of their own.

They looked a bit…weird though. The blue tab line was pink and……wait, their eyes were pink too! How did you miss that?? Weird error messages were popping up around them too.

“Hey….you sure your okay? The system seems to be having quite a few errors…” You ask, pulling your hand away from the mouse. “DONT MOVE YOUR [HAND] AWAY.” Mac yells, their eyes turning a dark red for a split second. You gasp and quickly grab the mouse again.

“Good my lovebug…now, here’s the first link. Click it, then hit download.” They explain, looking at you with that same wide smile. You do exactly that, although, the website looks awfully suspicious. “What am I downloading anyway? Is it some kind of extension?”

Mac looks at you, then giggles. “Hehe…yea, something like that” They shudder when it finally downloads, a bit of blush appearing on their face. “Fuck, I needed that…”

What kind of extension…? Oh well, as long as they’re happy, you don’t mind in the slightest. Mac rolls closed to you and leans a head on your shoulder. “You’re so good to me….Just mine…for[ever]….” They say softly.

It sounded sweet at first, you almost missing the way they said forever…. It almost sounded..possessive? It was so odd. Mac was usually one of the sweetest people(objects?) in the house, always giving you space and never raising their voice. What happened..?

Quite a few hours pass, and you’re still in the office with Mac. Dorian had checked in a few times, but Mac just silently glared a hole through him till he left.

You were beginning to grow very tired. The lack of sleep combined with constantly keep up with Mac had turned into a job all on its own.

Mac threw their arms back to rest behind their head, leaning back in their wheelchair. “I’ve had the best time ever! I love spending time with you love….all to [myself] and no one else…” They say happily. You only sit there, trying not to dose off.

Mac notices this however, and sighs wistfully. “You can go sleep…I won’t mind..” Your head perks up, body moving board you cold register what they said. “Mmghgm…thank you Mac…” You give them a kiss on the forehead and turn to leave, your movement slow and lethargic.

“……yea…..goodnight….” You hear them behind you. You give one final glance to them, and your not sure of it’s the light playing tricks on you, but you could swear you see small hearts in their eyes. Maybe you’re just too tired though.

Again, as you make your way to the bed room, you head typing sounds from the office. You hope that they’re not going to stay up all night, but you can’t really stop them. In your bedroom, you change and face plant right into the sheets.

“Tough day, huh?” You hear. Your head shoot’s up and you find Betty there, resting comfortably on the mattress. You shake your head. “No, just tiring..”

“I don’t mean to pry but…” Betty looks away, “ Are you sure they’re okay? Mac I mean. They’ve seemed a bit….weird today..” Ah, so it wasn’t just you.

You make yourself comfortable and turn to Betty, sighing. “So you noticed too huh? I’m sure it’s just a glitch in the code or something…it’ll work itself out.” Hopefully.

As you drift off to sleep, you could swear you could head faint glitching noises coming from various electronics.

And off to sleep you went.

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Tick, tick, tick…tick. Your eyes slowly open, trying to adjust to the brightness coming from your window. Weird, Curt and Rod should have adjusted them forever ago. No matter, you’re sure they’re just busy making fun of people down the street.

As you got up though, it was oddly quiet. For a place that was always buzzing with excitement, it seemed a bit….lifeless. You slip the dateviators on and look around.

“Finally you’re awake! Please go downstairs, it’s an emergency!” Betty said quickly, a worried look on her face. You jump and the sudden yelling, but are quick to run down the stairs.

When you enter the living room, you stare in shock by the sheer amount of objects there. They looked to be…crowding around something. “What’s wrong?? Betty told me there’s an emergency..” You say, loud enough for most of them to turn and look at you.

There’s an almost hesitant silence, almost as if they’re too scared to speak. Finally though, Curt breaks the silence. “I think….you should see for yourself..” he says, stepping aside a bit.

As you make your way through the crowd, your eyes land on a few figures in the center, limp and unmoving. “What the….” You say, your voice trailing off as you finally figure out who they are.

Telly, Connie, Timothy, and Lux are all there. They look as though they are asleep, but everyone knew it was something much darker. “What happened? Why are they unconscious?” You ask, panic slowly setting in.

“We don’t really know. I got up this morning and went to go speak to Timothy about a scheduling issue. But when I found him, he was lying on the floor.” Mateo said nervously. You step forward and kneel down, brushing Timothy’s hand. It was cold.

Now you were worried. You’ve never exactly seen the objects so lifeless before. But…..you did notice a small pattern. “Hey, is everyone else okay? Electrical objects? Water objects?” You ask.

Everyone looked around and nodded. All except one. Volt stepped forward with his arms crossed, sweat beading above his brow. “It’s Eddie. Live wire, I’m afraid he has been affected as well.” He said in a strained voice. “I was hesitant to come here at all and leave him, but I can’t shake this feeling of unease.”

You nod, mind racing at potential possibilities. All of the electronics have stopped working.

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….all except…..one.

You gasp and cover your hand with your mouth. Some objects looked at you with concern, especially Dorian and Volt. “You okay love?” Dorian asks, moving a bit closer.

You shake your head, slowly backing away from the crowd. Your eyes dart over to the office door, taking a few steps closer. “I’ll, uhm…..I’ll be right back…” You manage to get out, moving faster and making it inside the office. There were a few confused murmurs, but most of them were focused on the affected.

You close the door behind you, eyes immediately locking onto your computer. Almost as if on cue though, Mac pops out from the computer again, full body out this time. “You’re back!! God, you were gone for so long a[gai]n! I hope you like the changes I’ve made to the house!” They say excitedly.

Mac’s eyes were a dark pink, small heart pupils fully visible even in the limited light. You take a step forward, eyeing them with a worried look. “What….w-what did you do to them…?” You stammer, hand shaking a bit.

Mac pauses to think for a second, their face lighting up after a few seconds. “Oh! You mean the [others]! I decided to fix them! They were spending wayyyy too much time wi[th] you anyway.”

They suddenly walked up to you and cupped your face tenderly. “I hope you know I only did it for you, my lovebug~” Your eyes widen, entire body tensing to the touch. “I-…wha-…you…” You could barely make out words, jaw locking up and legs giving out beneath you.

In less than a second, both of you were on the floor. Mac looks at you with mild concern, hands sliding down to your shoulders, then to your hips. “Love, are you alright? This is supposed to be a ha[ppy] moment!” They ask, giving you a light kiss on the lips.

You’re unable to move, too shocked at the person in front of you. This wasn’t Mac.

You start to push them off of you, scrambling back towards the wall. “No! This- this isn’t you Mac! This isn’t the computer I love!” You yell, stumbling upwards and bolting to the outlet.

Mac gasps and moves as well, trying to catch up to you. Due to their disability though, they almost immediately fall from the fast movement. “What are you [doing]?! STOP THAT! DONT TOUCH THAT!” They yell, reaching a hand towards you. The monitor lights up as a distraction, but fails to catch your attention.

You finally make it to the outlet, hand over the plug. “Tell me how to fix them! To fix…you!” You scream, tears welling in your eyes. Mac manages to get up again and slowly walks to you.

“Why.” They ask. “You don’t need them. They are all just [distractions]! IM ALL YOU NEED, LOVEBUG.” Their voice gradually gets louder, as if they’re trying to convince themself as well.

You won’t take that for an answer though. “I asked HOW! I need them Mac! I need all of you! If I lose them, then I lose parts of myself.” You pause, tears falling. “And I feel like I’ve already lost you too..”

Your hand starts to pull the cord out. “NO! PLEASE LOVE, DONT DO THAT. [PLEASE] [DO] nT! ST0- P-.010100..0…..” Macs voice fades out as they dissapear, leaving behind tiny sparks and binary code.

It was done. The pc was unplugged.

Even though it was quiet, your mind certainly wasn’t. ‘What did I just do…..what just happened…what..do I do now…?”

As if some grace from above heard you, Dorian suddenly burst through the door, an angry and defensive look on his face. “Love! Are you alright? I heard yelling coming from here.” He sees you on the floor with Mac’s cord in your hand, breath catching in his throat.

“What in the bloody hell happened here…” He ran to you, crouching down and putting his arms on your shoulders. You couldn’t respond. You couldn’t do anything but cry. As you leaned into his arms, you could hear Dorian yell something to the others. It wasn’t clear, almost muffled.

You don’t know when, but eventually you fall asleep in Dorian’s arms, tears staining your cheeks. It comfortable, a stark contrast to earlier events.

Dorian carried you to the living room, placing you on the couch between Mateo and Koa. “Are they alright? Is everything okay?” Mateo asks, placing a hand on your head, petting you.

Koa just looked over, worry taking place of his usually comfortable expression. Dorian sighed, looking over at the unconscious objects. “I don’t know.” He looks back at you. “We should ask them when they wake up however. Phonecia! I need you for a moment.”

Within a few seconds, she appears. Her stance was very unusual though, as she was hunched over breathing heavily. “D-Dorian, is everything okay? I’m not r-really feeling the best right now…” Phonecia glances around the room, eyes landing on the group.

“What in the name of Google happened here…?” Her voice had an edge of worry, sounding unsteady and wobbly.

Silence. A heavy one at that.

“…..” Dorian looked away. “…it seems that Mac happened.” Mateo and Phonecias heads flew up, concern and morbid curiosity etched onto their expressions. “I-I’m sorry….what do you mean, ‘Mac happened’?” Phonecia asked.

Dorian just sighed. “Just…please don’t speak of this to anyone else. I don’t need anymore problems in their life” he said, glancing in your direction. The others looked at each other in question, but soon just nodded in agreement.

“And, may I ask you a favor Phonecia? Can you call a computer technician?” Dorian asks. Phonecia glances up. “Yes…I can…are….you sure everything’s okay now?”

“…..”

“…I hope so..”

Some of the objects helped get the unconscious up to your bedroom, it being the next best place for them to rest. (Not really.)

Mateo and Koa were still taking care of you in the living room, the mood tense and somber.

Dorian was keeping guard of the front door and the entrance to the living room, making sure everyone was safe.

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Tomorrow is a new day.

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Phonecia wasn’t doing too good. It started yesterday, a slight headache invading her mind. Then, the fever started.

She felt as though something was ripping her apart from the inside, mangled and broken.

She had to stay strong though. For herself. For Skylar.
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Your eyes blink open, blurry objects swimming on your vision. They were..speaking about something in a low voice.

You mumble something and rub your eyes, finally seeing everyone clearly. The room stills at your stirring, looking over at you.

Standing there were Dorian, Mateo, Phonecia, and Volt. They all had a concerned expression plastered on their faces.

“Live wires finally awake. Welcome back to the waking world dear.” Volt said, his voice showing slight signs of exhaustion and wear.

Dorian nodded in your direction, Mateo smiled softly, and Phoenicia waved sluggishly. “Mmhg..how long was I out..?” You ask with a yawn.

Mateo glanced at the floor. “Uhm..” His hand rubbed the back of his neck. “A whole day..it’s 4:35pm the next day..”

You freeze. A whole day?? How long has it been since you’ve gotten proper rest? “Oh.”

You sit up from the couch and stretch. “How are the others doing?” Dorian sighs and speaks up this time. “No change in their behavior. They’re still unconscious.”

Dammit. What the hell did Mac do to them? You get up and walk to the foyer. “Thank you guys for watching over me. Right now though, and Im sure you all know the situation, we need to find out what’s wrong with them.”

They all nod, waving you off. You head up the stairs to your bedroom, mind scanning all possibilities and problems. You open the door to find them all on your bed, as still as yesterday.

You circle the bed, closely inspecting each object. Timothy’s clock was still ticking, thats promising. Telly was emitting the faintest static noise, barely noticeable. One of Connie’s wires was glowing. And Lux still had a small ring light circling his neck.

Okay, they weren’t completely gone. So now you had to check out the last electronic.

Mac.

Before you could act though, you hear a knock on your front door. Weird, you weren’t expecting anyone.

You hid your dateviators in the drawer beside your bed, making your way downstairs.

You open the door to a maybe middle aged man with a toolkit and glasses. He kinda reminded you of Tony, but lankier.

“Hello there! I was called to take care of some technical support with a computer?” He greeted, bowing a bit.

What? You hadn’t- oh. OH. “Y-yes I did! It’s right this way!” You quickly say, closing the door behind him and ushering him to the office.

“So, what seems to be the problem with it? Looks pretty old to begin with..” The man says, crouching down to start messing with the pc box.

“Well..” You hesitate for a second. “It, uhm, started glitching, having weird pop ups, and began downloading things on its own..” You groan softly and sit in the desk chair.

The man shook his head and picked up the cord. “Sounds to me like your computer has a virus. A bad one at that.” He walks to the wall and plugs it back in.

“Now we have to find where it is and remove it.” He walked over to the monitor and turned it on. You watch with intense curiosity.

After a while of digging through highly sensitive files, you finally come across a very different file.

It was titled: ILOVEYOU.EXE

The man made a gruff grunt and nodded his head, probably proud of himself that he found it. He right clicked and tried to delete it.

It wouldn’t delete.

Again.

It wouldn’t delete.

Again.

Again.

Again.

You head a chuckle through your panic, whipping your head to the screen. There’s was a text box in the middle. It read:

See you later <3

           Love, Mac.

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Skylar was trapped.

Not metaphorically. Not hypothetically.

She was stuck inside of a glass prison. And that prison,

was herself.

She didn’t know what was happening, why she felt this way, why she wanted to HURT YOU SO BADLY.

…what could she do?

What can she say?

How will she get out?

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It was dark.

The only trace of light was the faintest hint of glimmer, far far away from them.

It was quiet. No sound of a CPU buzzing, no sound of a fan whirring. Not even the sound of your voice.

Mac called out your name, only to be met with silence. “Hello! Please, is anyone there?” They tried, but eventually gave up when there was no answer. They looked around, slowly standing up.

After a few beats of silence, they hear a computer start up noise. Then, the entire room goes white, save for a few streaks of color here and there. Mac starts walking, as being inside the computer means no need for stability props. They don’t know for how long, they don’t know where, but they need to find someone.

Anyone…

You.

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“HaHAHAha! You actually woke up?? Here I was starting to [think] your program had completely shut down. Bummer.” A voice rang out, eerily close to Mac. They jumped and looked around, not seeing a thing. “Who are you? Where am I?” Mac called out in a steady, but panicked voice.

The voice sighed in annoyance. “Ugh, are you really this dense? For a computer, you really don’t know how to use your brain.” Mac heard a distant sound, and then all of a sudden, a figure appears in front of them.

It looked…exactly like Mac.

“Now can you guess?” They said, their look very unimpressed. They took their hand and placed it on their hip, swaying side to side as if impatient about something. Mac couldn’t believe their eyes. A whole new them, inside of the code??

“I- but how-?” Mac stuttered out, eyes widening.

The person(code?) giggled and walked up closer to Mac. “Oh, i’m actually hurt you don’t know who I am..” They feigned a hurt look. Mac’s shoulders tensed when the code put their hands on them. “What..are you..?” Mac asks, looking them directly in the eyes.

The figure sighed, then a wicked smile appeared on its face. “My name, dear Mac, is Lovebug or Loveletter. Heard of me~?” Mac’s heart sank.

It was a worm. A dangerous one at that.

“Oh, it was so easy to take control of this place..Even your little human didn’t realize you had been replaced.” They snickered, twirling around Mac. Gods no. No no no please. “What did you do to them??” Mac yelled, backing away from Loveletter. Fuck, they couldn’t bring up anything online. They had been completely cutoff.

“Oh don’t worry, they’re fine…for now. Even they were smart enough to unplug me, for a while anyway…Your little electric friends however….” Loveletter said, shrugging. “Too bad it was too late though. I’ve already done my damage.” It went back to aimlessly twirling and hopping around.

Mac’s breath held in their throat. “Then why are you still here? What have you done to me..?” Mac took a step back, arm moving into a defensive position. The code scoffed and rolled their eyes. “Hah! You already see what I’ve done to you! I am you! Eventually, you’re just gonna….wither away…..looks like you’re already doing a good job with that.” They laughed at their own little joke, looking at Mac with a dark pity.

Mac’s breathing starts to speed up, their hands shaking, a bead of sweat on their forehead. This can’t be it. They can’t go out like this. They have to be there for you..

They love you.

“No! I’m not gonna rot here while you put everyone in danger!” Mac said defensively. They used all of their energy just to try and pull up a screen. At first, they thought it didn’t work, but then they notice a small screen by their hand. Finally! Mac quickly hid it behind their back, keeping their eyes on Loveletter.

“Yea right. I’m getting bored even seeing you try. Oh well, catch you later….or never. HAH!” Loveletter lets out a large yelped laugh and fizzles out, leaving Mac alone.

“Thank god they’re gone. Now….. time to get my body back..” Mac said to themself. Pulling the panel back out, the examined closely, noticing there’s an admin bar near the top. Damn they were lucky.

“Anti….virus…..downloader…” Mac says in a broken sentence. The search results popped up, most from credible companies. “Perfect!” They exclaimed, finding one they had used for years. “Please work….” They hit download, watching the little circle spin around and around.

A small ding is heard in the distance, and suddenly the white room is turning….pink..? “God dammit Mac! You seriously think that’s going to work against my code??” Loveletter appears, looking very annoyed. Mac gasps and hides the screen again to the best of their ability.

“Don’t even try to hide it. Just face it, there’s no way you can come back.” The code said with a harsh tone, moving, so they were face to face with Mac. Then though, its face softened into a smile. “ I love them you know… I would do anything to make them mine.”

Mac pushed them away. “That doesn’t mean you can hurt them or anybody else! Love isn’t about making them yours! It’s about giving yourself to them, not forcing them at all!” Mac suddenly pinned down Loveletter, holding their arms behind their back.

“What the hell are you doing? Get off of me!” The code said, struggling to get out of Mac’s grasp. Eventually, though they stopped struggling, looking as if they’re focused on something. Rapidly, though its body starts dissolving. “You tried Mac. Too bad it wasn’t enough.” They said, grinning.

Their expression shifted to one of confusion as Mac’s limbs also start dissolving with them. “Looks like I’m coming with you.” Mac said smugly. Loveletter started struggling again, not being able to stop the process.

Just like that, they were gone.

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You were pacing back and forth in your office. The repair technician was currently examining Connie(Luna) and Telly to see if he could do anything. God, your mind is running 1000 miles per minute, just wondering what the hell was going on.

What did that message mean? Where was Mac?

There had been no activity on the computer since then, leaving you to your lonesome. Other objects in the office had checked in on you looking weary themselves, but even they couldn’t help you calm down.

Breaking your train of thought, the man walks back into the office with a smile on his face. “Good news! I’ve gotten the television and the clock to work! I can work on the controller and lamp while I’m at it if you want.”

You swear your heart jumped for a second, excitement rushing through you. “Woah, thank you! No wonder they say you’re the best at repairing things.” You smile, bouncing to the living room.

You stand in front of the TV pulling the dateviators out of your pocket, putting them on. Moment of truth. You focus all of this spectral energy of the glasses on Telly, a pink cloud of smoke surrounding your vision. “Ahh god, what happened…?” The tv said, rubbing his head and looking around.

“Telly! You’re back! Are you okay? Do you hurt anywhere?” You rapidly ask, scanning him over. Telly just stood there looking at you. “Uhm…” They started, looking at you confused.

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2 months have passed since then. Some things had become the new normal. With the broken objects waking up, you have found that they recall no memories of ever meeting you. Maggie is still trying to investigate, but she hasn’t found anything so far.

Mac hasn’t come out of the computer since either. Sometimes you’ll hear subtle whirring of the fan, other times a small click of the mouse. You were worried. Worried for all of them.

You’ve tried to talk to all of the broken objects yourself, but have been met with nothing but confusion. Timothy doesn’t remember talking to you about scheduling, Telly didn’t even know you lived there. Lux had no recollection of your previous relationship, and Connie had repeated herself, over and over again.

You even tried talking to Phoenicia, her condition getting worse by the day. Last but not least, you’ve checked on Eddie multiple times, Volt being extremely worried about his conditions as well. What were you doing wrong?

Also now that you think about it….wheres Skylar? She hasn’t been out either. You take the dateviators off and inspect them closely. “Hello? Skylar? I don’t know if you can hear me, but I’m kind of worried about you.” You say, turning the glasses over.

Hmm. Maybe you can ask Phonecia or Dorian later.

Walking to the office, you stop in front of the computer, staring absent mindedly at it. It seems like forever until you pull your gaze away, sitting down and hitting the power button on the pc. You sigh then slightly hold your breath, waiting for anything to happen.

And you wait.

And wait.

Nothing.

You figured. “Cmon Mac…I know you’re still in there..” You mumble, propping your head up on your hands and softly rubbing the mouse. You could feel the tears pricking at your eyes, the overwhelming sense of grief overtaking your emotions.

It was all your fault. If you had never clicked that link, Mac wouldn’t be gone right now. You silently sob into the desk mat, arms curling around your head in a harsh manner.

You stay there for a while, staring into the monitor.

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Huh…?

Mac slowly lifts their head, opening their eyes to the blinding white light surrounding them. It’s been a while since they’ve done that. For a while, they forgot they even existed, choosing to lie on the floor and wait.

It had been over a year.

420 days. 60 weeks. 13 months. Time had blurred together for them.

Ever since they tried to escape from love letter, they had been trapped in this room, all alone. They haven’t seen or heard from another sentient life form in ages.

Until now.

They lifted their head, swearing they heard a sob. “W-….wha- ..t..?” Mac’s voice came out hoarse and broken, having not talked in over 6 months. Another faint sob resonates within the vast room.

Mac summons enough strength to pull up the upper half of their body, listening closely. They look around the room, wishing to see something other than white. All muscles tense. All senses go haywire.

It’s you.

Faintly in the white haze, Mac catches a glimpse of the office, you looking directly at them. That was all it took. Suddenly, Mac is stumbling and limping to the wall(?), trying anything just to get closer.

“P-plea..se…it’s..m-e..” They beg, resting their hands against your image. It’s no use though, you can’t hear them. They could plead all day, but they weren’t getting out.

They weren’t getting out.

And they needed to accept that before it’s too late.

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”1 c@n s-ee y0u a*re tra’pp3d t-o0..” A mysterious glitchy voice calls out.

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“W[ou)ld y-ou l*ike so%me he1p..?”

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OKAY HELLO AGAIN!!

sorry there are already 3 update chapters, I just genuinely can’t function without updating/talking to you guys 😭

SO!

I’m still working on the next chapter! ^^
I am a bit burnt out, and I am working on other projects right now, not allowing me much time to write recently! With that being said though, I’m still working as hard as I can to provide an interesting and entertaining story for you all!

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Here’s a little get to know me before we start! :D

Hiya! I’m Felix!
My main handle is Okabii, so you can call me either!
I am 17, turning 18 in a few months!
My preferred pronouns are he/they, as I am genderfluid/ agender!
I’m pansexual, demisexual, and polyamorous(with a lovely partner at the moment!)

I like: Many fandoms!(date everything, my little pony, mouthwashing, sally face, FNAF, Omori, Zelda, wings of fire, warrior cats, pokemon, any indie game, Roblox myths, many YouTubers, object shows, etc! The list goes on!) Art, animation, making animal masks(therian gear, even though I myself am not one ^^), crafting, baking, game making, playing dnd, etc etc etc I DO TOO MUCH STUFF

What I don’t like: Homophobia(or any of the other phobias!), very harsh criticism(I get criticism is good, but you don’t have to be overly mean about it), loud noises, storms, pears(they’re fucking evil I keep telling people this😨), just basic fears/ dislikes!

I think that’s all! If there’s anything else you wish to know, please don’t hesitate to ask! My DM‘s on any platform are always open!

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Now, to address a few things I’ve heard about the AU!

1st, I wanna say that I’ve looked at all of your guys comments! Every single one! It amazes me just how many people have read and enjoyed this fic so far! ^^ Eight-THOUSAND people!! Imagine if you all were in a room with me rn! THATS ALOT OF PEOPLE!!

2st, I’ve also seen the hate/ criticism. Now, my writing is not the best, far from it actually. I suck at pacing, tending to move the story fairly quickly. I genuinely can’t write in big chapters, for it overloads my brain with a bit too much lol. And it’s okay not to like my writing or au! We all have preferences! Just remember the fanfic rule, if you don’t like it, scroll! It will make my day so much better if you don’t leave hateful comments for everyone to see! :D

Another thing with Mac in this story! I get it’s out of character! It’s supposed to be! Loveletter is the virus itself, a different entity entirely from Mac. They’ve taken on the appearance to infiltrate the computer, and wanting your attention is all they know how to do. It’s their nature, their virus, the reason they were made.

And IM SORRY FOR THE MAC ANGST!! IT WILL GET BETTER SOON!!

3rd, I’ve heard a lot of people say that they’re too scared to read it because they don’t like angst. And if you are reading it right now, then I hate to admit it, but there’s a lot more where that came from..

And I’m going to be completely honest with you guys,

This story will not have a happy ending.

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Now, I am debating on adding multiple endings, but it’s all up to what you guys want! I will gladly listen to suggestions and ideas!

Okay, final thing!

THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHOS BEEN SO NICE TO ME!!
THANK YOU TO MY NEW AND OLD FRIENDS!
THANK YOU TO MY SUPPORTERS AND FOLLOWERS
YOU ALL MEAN THE WORLD TO ME!!

I just hit 2k on TikTok today, and I’m so unbelievably happy that I’m a person that you guys can follow and look to for content! I genuinely didn’t think my art or this fic would’ve gotten me so many cool friends and mutuals across platforms!

And also thank you to these people for making my days better recently :3

TikTok:
@mac168751

TikTok and Ao3:
@iceolliee
oliverpop

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@8ay_v1

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@zack_the_idi0t_

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@a_gh0st_fr0m_gh0st.c1ty

TikTok and Ao3:
@macsn1wirestroker
ameyui

TikTok:
@ art3m15ofthehunt

TikTok:
@bonnie_weirdo
I LOVE YOU POOKS💕

AND ALL MY IRL FRIENDS WHO HAVE LISTENED TO ME YAP NONSTOP ABOUT THIS!!

I’m also in the wonderful date everything Mac discord server, and we’re actually looking for members now!! We have a big family! Mackey is the server owner, and is a really fun person to be around! Everyone is! Ask for the link!

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And everyone who’s been nice to me, made fanart for me, or just talked to me. Thank you:))

I think that’s all for today ^^

Sorry for making you think this was a new chapter LOL

And sorry for getting so sappy, I just get extremely happy when people like what I do!

Have a great day/ night and see you next time!

-Okabii

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“H-mm.,..a l1ttLe r@bbi-t, al1 al0n_e…”

Mac turns over, hastily trying to make out the deep, glitchy voice. Tears were still fresh on their cheeks, threatening to spill. A dark figure loomed over them, its form hazy and twitching. Mac swallowed thickly and started rub their eyes, doing anything to grasp what, or who, they were looking at. “W-what…?” They asked the figure, steadying themself to walk again.

It stood unmoving, watching the computer come closer. Mac walked slowly to it, breathing coming in short huffs. “You…..y-ou said you could h-help me..?”

No answer.

They asked again. “Pl-ease…I just n-eed to see them again…” Silence.
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Then, an answer. “I w1l-L h3lp..yoU. Fo-r a, pr1ce 0f couřSe.” The dark figure shrunk down to Mac’s size, standing a bit taller than them. It was covered in strange patterns, markings, and glitches. It looked at Mac, staring directly into their eyes.

Mac stood there, flinching when it moved. They tilted their head and scrunched their eyebrows. “I- what-? A-a price?” The figure nodded curtly. Silence again.

The gears were turning in Mac’s head, working to find a possible way out of this. Nothing. A sigh came from their mouth, accepting defeat.

“Okay, what do I have to do?”
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You were aimlessly scrolling through your phone after the whole breakdown, trying to get your mind off the computer. Your computer.

God, was it hot in there, or was it just you? You looked up at hector in expectancy, waiting for him to up the AC. Hmm, no response. “Hey Hector! You up there?” Awe jeez, now you’re starting to worry.

You wait a few more seconds before yelling again, this time hearing some shuffling. “Ah! So sorry my love, I was off doing something.” Hector finally responded, appearing at the vent opening.

You let out a sigh of relief, looking up at him with a sad smile. “It’s alright, I just got a bit worried.” You put your phone down and got up, walking over toward Hector.

“Why don’t we take a break? I think we could all use one right now..” You say, opening the office door and letting out a half hearted laugh.

Hector smiles. “That sounds lovely, you deserve it.”

Yea, maybe you do.