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Shoot, guys... these made my heart hurt. I’m glad there are people who still care for this little story. It really does mean a lot. Thank you both. I want to just compile the major story stuff (and then some) eventually, maybe make it a fic on AO3.
I hope you all have a great night! Thanks for checking in. Please feel free to do so again anytime!
Hey, is it okay to send you fan art of Vin before the revamp? Just want to make sure it’s okay with you and not tied to anything sad or bad.
Sure thing! I’m still kinda attached to his old form just because it was his first one, it marked the beginning of all this craziness. Thanks for checking in!
Christmas, huh? Vincent vaguely remembered something about this human holiday...
He lays down on some sort of levitating cot and looks up. Everything is white. Pure white, in every direction, forever. It makes him feel small.
He thinks for a while. He tries to remember, and gets frustrated when he can’t. But even though he can’t remember exactly what he’d done this time a year ago, he knows he did something. It’s familiar to him, in a somewhat dreamlike sort of way.
He processes that in human time, it’s been another year.
He knows he’s changed. He hopes it’s for the better.
- - - - - -
Vincent lays there for quite a while, and at one point his eyes shut. He’s not sleeping, but a soft beep, beep of a notification startles him.
Ty is contacting him. He tells Vincent to come meet him. Vincent puts his hair up, then does so. He doesn’t want to look like a complete mess.
The first one he sees is actually Ry; he’s been brought here, too. He grins widely, waving, and looks like he’s about to explode from excitement.
When Vincent sees Ty, he’s turned away; his back is facing Vincent and he appears to be holding something (and somewhat struggling with it).
[...Hey,] Vincent says awkwardly. [Uh... did you need me for something?]
Ty glances at him over his shoulder, not yet turning around. =Ah, yeah-- Ry an’ myself have been working on a little somethin’ for a while now and we finally-- hey, come one now, don’t do that-- we finally finished. And since it’s that gift-giving day for some humans, we found it fitting to go ahead and give you... this.=
He turns around, finally revealing what’s in his arms. Vincent’s hand flies up to his mouth in shock.
In Ty’s arms is a squirming golden dog, nub tail wagging a mile a minute. When he recognizes Vincent, he starts to whine, struggling more profusely to escape Ty’s arms, and Ty gently sets him on the ground. The dog zooms over to Vincent, who kneels with his arms spread wide to catch him, and begins to lick the tears on Vincent’s cheeks. Vincent laughs, smiling brighter than he has in a long, long while. He pets the dog, looking into his little doggy eyes and remembering his name in an instant.
[Hey, Wiggles! How are you doing, buddy? Wow! It’s been so long, huh? I’m happy to see you too!]
He baby-talks his pup and looks back up to Ty and Ry, who are standing next to each other, obviously pleased with themselves. Ry looks like he’s about to cry too, and Ty has his hands tucked in his pocket, wearing a real, actual smile for the first time-- well, around Vincent for the first time.
Vincent hugs Wiggles to his chest, petting him as he whispers thank-yous upon thank-yous to the others. How they’d managed to do this, he had no idea... but he didn’t think about it right now.
Ry squeals in excitement, rushing over to them and joining them on the floor as he embraces Vincent. Vincent laughs and allows it. Ty strolls over and rests his hand on Vincent’s shoulder, giving him a warm smile. Vincent feels a swelling joy in his chest and he just laughs it out, letting the happy tears bubble up and over.
He’s happy. He’s so, so very happy. And h doesn’t feel guilty about it in the least.
MERRY CHRISTMAS VINCENT
Vincent looks surprised at your message, but then a smile slowly spreads across his face and he blushes.
[Thank you. And to you as well.]
So what kind of programs are you two? Are you firewalls? Antiviruses?
Ry pipes up. +Well-! We’re kind of like those, I suppose. We’re restoration programs; the computer equivalent of your human doctors. We remove corruption and damage from injured programs and help them heal; we replace their broken code and isolate the damaged to help them live longer lives.+
Ty nods, gesturing to Ry. =What he said.=
Wait so... where are you even? What’s “The Network”? Do you have a purpose anymore?
Vincent needs to think for a bit before he answers. Several times, he opens his mouth to speak, then closes it again, unsure of what to say.
[I don’t know if I can even explain…]
[Oh. I could grab one of the others, though, Ry loves talking about this sort of thing.]
He contacts Ry and the other arrives in record time, bursting in as if he’d been just outside the door and waiting for someone to call for his assistance.
+The Network!+ he begins dramatically;
+The Network is a resting place. Sort of like purgatory, but less negative! It is a healing place for discarded, lost, broken, or deactivated programs and projects. My brother and I were created to serve those who find their way here and to rebuild them, to heal them so that they may once again live their lives, but now in peace and harmony!+
…He sounded like some overdramatic anime character.
+It’s a place between worlds– it connects all of them! We can access all timelines, all realities, through this development. It can also be like a station– if each individual unit–program– is a train, and realities or hard drives are where they’re headed, they go through here in order to get to their destination. It’s confusing, it’s a lot to take in, but basically–+
He crosses his arms, chin high, looking extremely pleased with himself.
+We’re a hospital-train station-hybrid!+
There’s quiet.
+Aheh… It’s pretty unpopulated, though. We try and return as many programs to the world as we can. But it’s also a big place…. some people just start walking in one direction and don’t come back. It’s been a while since anyone ended up here, actually– which was why I was so excited when Vinny arrived! …It’s also been getting harder to ‘fix’ the ones that end up down here… it takes a lot of resources and it would be good if we had more manpower. But since everyone leaves, we’ve… got no one, really. Except Vinny, now.+
He beams. Vincent processes his last statement. [So… I have a new purpose now, then?]
Ry laughs. +Sure! Your ‘purpose’ now is to be happy– and to help us, if you want to. You could… you could always leave. You have that choice since you’re healed now, but I thought– I thought maybe you’d–+
He’s quiet. He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, smiling once more. +Anyway! I hope that answered your questions!+
so are Ry and Ty... uh... y’know...?
Vincent looks confused. He does not know.
[Uh… they’re twins…?] he offers. That’s all he can say.
What do you remember? ~ 🔔
Vincent is sitting now, cross-legged, piecing some sort of techy-something-or-other together.
[I remember a corgi. He was small, real jumpy. Wiggly. And I had a room with paintings hung on gold walls, and there were potted sunflowers sitting around…]
[I remember making sherbet with someone. It tasted like oranges. And after that–]
His cheeks darken. He touches his lips gently.
[We slept on the couch… it was warm.]
He frowns. What else was there?
…There’s the taste of peanut butter in his mouth.
[Huh… I remember going on a walk with someone. There were trees and an ice cream stand. We stopped to get a treat. Mine was peanut butter flavored. It was sunny, but not too warm.]
He smiles, closing his eyes as he loses himself in the memory.
[That was nice.]
A bad person? ..i dont think so. You had good intentions! Im sure they don't want us to tell you much about the past, though. -Kal
Vincent only looks more confused. He thinks in silence for a good few minutes. What were they hiding from him? Was it worth it to even try to figure out?
Maybe he should just leave the past where it belonged. Make something new of himself and such.
Hmm.
[I appreciate you telling me.] he replies finally.
He remembered some things though. And all of them were good. Which was actually… kind of odd. They said he would only retain a few memories, but wasn’t it a bit of a coincidence for them to all be positive? There should be at least a couple that weren’t…
He was probably just thinking too much. Why would they do that? It’s not like he’d done anything wrong, there wouldn’t be anything bad to hide. It’s not like he’d hurt anyone.
Yeah. He just needed to think less.
Vincent, how are you holding up? Hopefully you're somewhat better
Vincent shrugs. [Uh… I’m not bad. Still kind of disoriented… Ry and Ty are pretty kind, though. This isn’t a bad place.]
He plays with his earring, thinking. [Any time I ask about what happened to me before they found me or… anything about who I was previously, they just go quiet. Ry says I don’t need to worry about it any more.]
Vincent looks troubled. Worried. […Was I a bad person?]
He seems to be asking himself more than anyone else.
Ty I will love you forever if you bring Wiggles back -Kal
Ty hums in response.
=I don’t want nor need your love. I’m doing this for him.=
Oh, brilliant! Im glad you're alright. and your eyes- Thats certainly new. They look really nice! -Kal
[Oh, uh– thanks..?]
Vincent looks flustered, but smiles a bit.
[Definitely a step up from plain old white.]
Ty, Ry, did you save the pets??
Ty is lounging somewhere. He looks like you just confronted him about some dark secret.
=…I’m trying to. Or I guess I’m trying to rebuild them from what was left in Vincent’s memories. I think the dog was more important to him than the cat– having the dog would make him happiest, and therefore would make everything easier for him, so I think it’s most important for me to get the dog revived first–=
He stops, clears his throat. =So… not yet. But soon.=
Ry shrugs, smiling blankly. +That’s not my job.+
There used to be. Im sure a lot of them will come back when they hear about your return. Speaking of that, how are you feeling? -Kal
Vincent feels a twinge. ‘Used to be’ made it sound like there was some sort of apocalypse that wiped out the nation.
[…I see.]
He walks as he answers. Seems he still can’t be still for more than a few minutes at a time. Always needs to be doing something.
[I am… I think I’m okay. I don’t feel much of anything right now, if that makes sense, but it’s not bad. Not bad at all.]
Do you remember Rich? :0c
Instead of reaching Vincent, you’ve reached Ry.
+Hahah, sorry– I don’t think he’s ready to think about that yet… it’d put a lot of strain on his new body, y’know? He should rest for a while. Regain strength.+
+But, no, he doesn’t remember him. Not at all.+
Nice to re-meet you too! You seem pretty different now. And by we I mean us. The anons. I guess you've forgotten your blog. -Kal
Vincent hums to himself. He fiddles with the V on his jacket.
[Guess so…]
[I’m pretty different now?]
[So there are… a lot? Of you anons?]
Ry!! You're adorable!
Ry giggles, batting his hand in an ‘oh, stop it, you’ kind of motion. +Thanks.~+