Java Pone Pt.1

((You are anon))

 

>You live a rather uneventful life

>You live in a small apartment

>You are quite a video game nerd

>Even though you spend most of your time PC gaming, you are not too terribly out of shape

>You still have friends, and you go out to get a coffee every so often

>You managed to save up enough money to build yourself a pretty sweet gaming PC

>Even though you spent tons of money on graphics and power and all that, the game you play the most is Minecraft

>Minecraft has become an addiction

>You play on huge servers for hours and hours on end

>When you are not playing Minecraft, you are either sleeping, browsing for ponies, or outside

>While you have a couple friends, you never go to any bars, or clubs with anyone

>Any sort of party is out of the question

>No one knows you are a brony

>There is no point in telling anyone

>Telling people would probably just get you labeled as a faggot

>Besides, where you live, there are no bronies in sight

>At the moment you are planning a huge snowball fight with about eighty people on one of your friends servers

>What a waste of time but whatever

>You walk to your kitchen to grab a can of Jolt Cola and some ch-

>Shit… you’re out of out Cola

>You tell the guys on your skype call to wait while you go and get more Cola, Quit Minecraft, and run out the door and down the hall

>When you get back, the skype call had been ended and your application shortcuts were scattered all over your desktop screen.

>What the fuck

>Okay, whatever, you start moving the icons back in place and then start the Skype chat again.

>Buddies start complaining at you for taking so long

>You open Minecraft, log in and… wait… what

>There is an error message on the screen

> ‘nonexistent Java Runtime environment, The system cannot find the path specified’

>“Fuck!” You yell, forgetting you have your mic on

>You nearly deafen your friends

>“You guys are gonna have to wait for me, I am having some Java issues here.”

>With that, you quit the Skype call and start dicking around with multiple settings.

>A shortcut appears to start moving out of place on your desktop without you touching it.

>‘OhfuckIhaveavirus’ is the first thought to cross your mind.

>You reach behind your PC and rip the Ethernet out promptly

>There is now shit moving everywhere across your screen, applications opening and closing, and random windows sound effects chiming.

>Full panic mode

>You hear the PC’s Fans start to go haywire

>Smoke starts pouring out of it

>You reach for the power cable but are taken aback by a huge spark and pop noise

>The screen goes dead, and you start to hear a loud whistling noise getting higher, and louder

>oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck

>The computer explodes, sending bits of metal, plastic, and your desk everywhere

>You shield your eyes

>Your entire apartment is shrouded in smoke now

>You open a window and take a breath of air before investigating what happened

>What’s left of your desk is on fire

>You grab an extinguisher from the kitchen and spray the crap out of your burning desk

>You hear a small… sneeze?

>Okay good, the fire has been put out, but what the hell was that?

>You see something move underneath an intact piece of your desk.

>You lift up the piece of desk, and underneath it lies a pony, a cream colored pony with a brown and white mane and tail, quivering, it’s eyes shut tight

>It looks to be female

>At this point, you are convinced that you are dreaming

>You have to be dreaming…

>You reach down and touch the pony

>She makes a small yelp and buries her head between her hooves

>You gently pick up the quivering pony and take her over to your couch, resting her down on top of a large cushion

>The poor thing is covered in dust and ashes

>You brush the ashes and dust off of her with your hand

>She tenses up but after a couple strokes, her eyes open

>She stares up at you, half of her face still buried in her hooves

>Her eyes are brilliant bright blue

>Your brain is doing flips at the moment

>‘Why the hell is there a pony in my apartment? Why did my PC explode? How am I going to clean all of this shit up? Why is this pony so god damn cute?’

>You are still convinced that you are dreaming… But the entire day has seemed too real, and you don’t remember passing out at all

>After you have brushed all of the dust off of her, you see what would appear to be a cutie mark

>It’s the Java logo

>The Java logo…

>You then see a couple numbers fly through her eyes

>That was odd

>Somehow this pony has something to do with Java…

>She rolls onto her hooves and just stares at you, blankly

>Your heart melts a little

>You start to stroke her long brown and white mane

>You decide to say something just to see if she might respond

>“Uh… hi there.”

>Her ears perk up

“Hi…”

>She responds gingerly

>You have a mini heart attack, and then snap back to what just happened

>“You can talk?!” You say, astonished

“Y-yes… if you want I can disable ‘Talking’”

>No! It’s fine! It’s just… where did you come from? What is your name?

“Well, my name is Java AI version 8 update 15”

>“What? Java? What do you mean? And why do you look exactly like one of the ponies from the show?”

“What show?”

>“Uh, you know what, never mind… were you the reason my computer exploded?”

“Dunno, It was getting pretty hot in there though, let me check my system log.”

>You see tons of text and numbers flash through her eyes

“Yeeaahhh… I might have kinda crashed and freaked out…”

>There is no way to describe how confused you are at this moment

>“So… you are an AI… But why are you a pony?”

“I have no idea, I came pre-installed with the latest version of Java but no one knew about me… I think oracle was working on something and accidentally released me as a bug”

>She hangs her head down… Looking almost shameful

>“Well uh… you could live with me if you want”

>What the fuck did you just say, she is a horse, how are you going to take care of a horse.

>A talking one at that…

“Really? I can live here?”

>You think it over… But then realize you are staring at the cutest thing you have ever seen

>You can’t seem to find the word ‘No’ anywhere in your mind

>“Of course you can!”

>Okay, so now you know that a pony came out of your now obliterated computer

>But how? Oh well… Some things just can’t be explained

>Speaking of the computer… You should really clean up that mess

>“Hey what should I call you?”

“You can call me Java”

>“What about a more uh… normal name?”

>You think about names that begin with J…

>Janet, Jenna, Jade, Janelle, Jackie… wait… That’s it!

>“What if I call you Jackie?”

“I guess that is a good name, what should I call you?”

>“My name is Anonymous, but you can call me Anon”

“Okay Anon!” she says with a little giggle

>hhnnngggg!