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Machine Mayhem
"Danny! Wake up!" Sam shouted to Danny who sat up in an instant, eyes wide.
Sam chuckled at the sight and he realized he had fallen asleep in his room on his bed.
Danny sighed and lay back down but this time not falling asleep. He found it was around one thirty, his internal digital clock displaying the time for him.
"One thirty, geeze. I guess I fell asleep huh?" Sam's smile confirmed his theory. She looked at him and said, "Even being half robot and with all the sleep you're getting, you still managed to fall asleep. I would be most likely wide-awake if I were you. But I guess old habits die hard."
Danny used to fall asleep in class, though luckily not too often, but when caught, he would most likely get a detention for sleeping in class.
"You'd think since I'm not fully human that I wouldn't need as much sleep, but I think my 'robotic half' drains my energy just as it would if I were fully human."
Sam nodded in agreement. It made sense and it worked for her. Suddenly she remembered the troubled look Danny had as they were both thinking about their own thing earlier and she knew it would probably be none of her business and she really didn't have to know, but if it had something to do with those thugs that had attacked them a few days ago, then she would find out the full details.
"Hey Danny?" He looked up at her with slight curiosity. She continued, "Earlier, we were thinking about...stuff, and I was wondering what you were thinking about. I mean, you looked kind of troubled and I was wondering if I could help or anything."
Danny smiled and patted the bed with his right hand, indicating Sam to sit here. She sat down and waited for Danny to talk. He gathered his thoughts and blurted out, "Should we tell Tucker?"
Sam stared at him wide-eyed, unsure at first of how to respond to that. Danny continued with his explanation as to why he was thinking about that.
"I was thinking about what happened last night. I helped Jazz cook a regular meal, mind you my mom made a meal but it was kinda glowing, and when I got the task of cooking the spaghetti, I didn't have a clue how to at first, but then suddenly I knew. I don't know how but I was thinking about wanting to know how to cook spaghetti and the next second, literally, I knew how. Also, my wrist twitches every once in a while and I was hoping he could figure out why. I know he's not the best person around to ask to look at my robotic arm that, to the rest of the world, isn't even close to existing yet. But I have a feeling he could help since he spends most of his time around technology."
Danny looked over to Sam who had looked like she was trying to hold something in. At first he thought she was going to throw-up, but then she burst into laughter.
"Y-you mean ask T-Tucker?" she asked between laughing. Danny gave her a look that said he wasn't joking.
Sam calmed down at this realization and said, "You're not kidding, are you?" as more of a statement than a question.
Danny stuck his tongue out at her and she rolled her eyes but went right back to business.
"So, you really want to tell Tucker, huh? Well I guess we could, but are you sure? 'Cause once he knows, he's involved."
Danny thought more about it. 'Maybe it would be a bad idea to tell Tucker. I don't want the scientist/doctors to find out and use him or hurt him to get to me. But I did tell Sam, even though I kind of had to since she watched me take down three big guys in about a minute or so. I have to admit that was kind of cool. Arg, back to Tucker. Okay, I do need mechanical help and since he knows all there is to know about electronics, maybe he could find out more about why my wrist is twitching every once in a while. It's beginning to bug me.'
Danny finally thought it over and decided he would just have to take the chance. The more yet fewer knew about his secret, the better. He didn't want too many people knowing otherwise they could get hurt or forced or even willingly turn him in or something, but at the same time, if a few people knew they could help him out and even tell him when he was in danger or help him get away from the organization that was after him.
"I don't think I have much of a choice. I trust him enough to not tell anyone, even if we didn't know each other for very long, I still trust him. I need his help and I don't think there's anyone else that could help in the situation I'm in. Besides, the fewer the better, right?"
Sam thought about what he said and found she agreed with what it. The fewer the better, and Tucker knew a lot about electronics and robotics so he could be a lot of help with their small problem.
"Okay. We'll tell Tucker. I'm sure he'll help. He loves technology and seeing as how you're packed with it, I'm sure he'd love to."
Danny smiled and got up. Sam got up too and followed Danny downstairs and sat down on the couch as Danny went to the phone and dialed Tucker's number.
After a few minutes of talking, Danny hung up, quite happy with himself.
"He said he'd be here in a few minutes. I told him to bring whatever he needed to fix a 'computer,'" Danny said, emphasizing the word computer.
Sam smiled and they both went up to Danny's room and waited for Tucker to come. Danny sat on the chair this time, thinking about the little device on the desk while Sam sat on his bad thinking about how to confront Tucker and tell him Danny's secret.
After about ten minutes of waiting and thinking, the doorbell rang and Danny snapped to attention, realizing the doorbell rang, and ran downstairs to answer the door.
Sam waited upstairs and just stared at the little device on the desk, unsure of whether she should think about it or just let the whole thing go. It could be nothing for all she knew, but it could also be something bad. 'But then if it were something bad, then why would it be sold for fifteen dollars at an electronics store in the mall?' It was then she decided it had to be nothing if it was sold at an electronics store for a cheap price of fifteen bucks, but she would still keep an eye on it just in case, until she knew what it was for.
She heard talking and footsteps coming from outside the room, coming closer to the door. Danny and Tucker came in and Danny closed the door while Tucker asked with determination and a smile that held confidence, "So, where's this computer you need fixing?" Danny looked at Sam who looked back at him and they just smiled. Tucker had a bag of electronics and, no doubt, a bunch of tools to fix the "computer."
Danny motioned Sam to close the blinds while he made sure no one was near then locked the door. Tucker was clearly confused about this. Danny pointed to the bed and Tucker sat there while Danny turned on his desk lamp, enough light to barely light up the room, but that was enough light to see the room just enough to not bump or fall over anything.
Tucker began to show signs of concern and from Danny's point of view, he had something to worry about, he just didn't know it...yet.
"Uh, Tucker. I have something to tell you." A large grin appeared on Tucker's face and Danny immediately defended himself by saying, "No! No, it's not that!"
Tucker just sat there and, though they didn't know it, Sam and Danny both rolled their eyes at the same time causing Tucker to snicker quietly to himself. Danny grinned, seeing Tucker showed no sign of snickering but he had figured out he could key in on sounds like a hearing device, not that he was very good at it yet, but he had an idea of how to use it.
"Tucker, stop snickering."
Tucker silently stopped. "Okay, either you knew I was going to 'snicker,'" he said, clearly emphasizing the word snicker, ",or you could—no, you couldn't have heard me. I was barely making a sound." Tucker looked between Sam and Danny, unsure of what they were pulling.
"Seriously Tucker. I need you to help me fix my computer."
Tucker smiled, though still a bit unsure, but smiled all the same and asked, "Where's this computer? I'm going to teach it a lesson to not work, especially when it should know Tucker's here!" Tucker almost yelled, but Sam put a hand over his mouth before he could make too much noise.
Tucker eyed Sam then her hand then back and she smiled before taking her hand off.
Danny sighed, catching Tucker's attention, and tapped his head, the side where the machine side of his brain was.
Tucker saw this and laughed. "You gotta be joking! You're brain's not a computer! HA! Good one guys, but seriously, where's the broken computer?" Danny looked from Sam to Tucker and back to Sam. She smiled, not really sure what Danny was going to do next, but she was prepared for the worst.
Danny smiled and put his right hand on his left wrist. Tucker eyed him carefully, unsure of what his best friend was about to do. The last thing he expected was Danny pulling off his skin.
"Dude! Okay, it's okay, we'll just call the hospital and—wait a minute, you're okay. But...how?"
Danny laughed and held up his wrist where Tucker could get a better look at it.
"Dude! That's freakin' awesome! Your wrist is—" Sam put both hands on his mouth then took her top hand and put her pointer finger over her mouth and shushed him. Tucker quieted down and looked over at Danny's wrist.
Sam let go as Tucker pulled forward to get a better look at his friend's wrist. In a quiet voice he asked, "Dude, what are you?" Danny looked a bit nervous but he knew he couldn't back down now. He needed Tucker's help and hopefully he would get it.
"I'm a...cyborg." Tucker laughed quietly and when he noticed Danny and Sam's serious faces, he realized he wasn't kidding.
"Danny, I didn't know cyborgs existed. I thought they were just something out of the sci-fi movies." Danny sighed and decided to just tell him now and get it over with.
"Tucker, I called you over here for two reasons. The first is that I trust you with my secret. I don't think you'd go out and tell the world that I'm a cyborg, not that anyone would believe you, though only a few would 'cause they're after me—" He was cut off by Tucker.
"What'd you do?" Danny sighed but smiled a bit, sort of expecting this question.
"I didn't do anything. The fact that some guys tried to beat me up earlier and take me back, I think they're after me and it seems the doc's not done with me." Tucker raised an eyebrow and was about to ask who this "doc" person was but Sam shook her head "no" and he just kept to himself.
As soon as he saw Danny's wrist again, it took a few seconds to get used to but he pulled himself together and said in a cheery tone, confidence and determination coming back to him, "What do ya need fixed?" Danny held up his arm and Tucker looked at his wrist.
Tucker was in awe at this technology. It was far more advanced than he had ever seen before, but technology was technology and he was going to figure it out no matter how long it took.
He fished through his bag but stopped when he realized...he had no idea what he was fixing.
"Uh, Danny? What am I fixing again?" Danny pointed to his wrist. "No, I mean, what's wrong with it? Why am I fixing it?"
Danny thought about the best explanation and soon found one. "Well, every once in a while my wrist twitches and it's beginning to annoy me. Could you fix it?"
Danny gulped when Tucker grinned and said, "Oh, how could I not," and had fun finding the problem and fixing it.
What seemed like hours later, though only about a half an hour later, Tucker wiped the sweat from his brow as he finished up his repair. Danny smiled and Tucker backed away from his wrist to take a look at his work. It was like it was before but there was no twitch. Normally it would have twitched by now, but it didn't. Tucker sighed and looked around for a clock but didn't find one.
"Didn't you have a clock in your room?" Danny smiled and said without looking around, "It's 8:36 pm." Tucker stared wide-eyed at Danny, which made the cyborg laugh. It was pretty much the same reaction Sam had.
"You didn't even look at a watch! Or a clock! How'd you know?" Before Danny could tap his head, Sam walked up to him and knocked on it as if his head were a door.
The trio laughed and soon settled down. "That's awesome. I know this is going to sound odd, but...could I hook up my PDA to your metal brain? Maybe I could figure something out." Danny cringed at the thought. It was weird the way he said it, but if Tucker could help him find more out about himself, then so be it.
Danny nodded and Tucker smiled as he got his PDA. He took a wire and attached it to Danny's... "Uh, Danny? Where does this plug into?" Danny pointed to his neck, which he didn't know there were "plugs" there until that moment.
Tucker nodded and plugged in his PDA. Danny's eyes glazed over as he saw what was on the screen of the PDA. He felt almost as if he were part of the machine. Tucker tapped away on his PDA and Danny just followed along.
Tucker was basically poking around Danny's memories and found something that surprised them both. "Dude, you have a hard drive. You know, a computer's memory? That's awesome!" Tucker suddenly tried to hold in a laugh but he couldn't.
"Danny, what's this about cooking spaghetti?" Danny blushed but found it not happening. It was almost as if he were lost in his own mind, and yet he could see, hear, and feel everything outside.
As he looked around his mind, he noticed a door and went over to it. It was locked. He kept trying to pull on it, to open it, but it wouldn't budge. Then he got an idea and thought about it before doing it. He thought of a key. Not any other key, but a password represented as a key. The key appeared in front of him and he grabbed it and unlocked the door.
Tucker became frantic as his PDA didn't seem to be responding. 'What's going on with my PDA? I just did a full check on it yesterday. There couldn't be anything wrong with it, could there?'
Sam saw Tucker's expression and could tell there was something wrong. She ran up to Danny and tried snapping him out of it by shaking him by the shoulders, but his eyes looked almost dormant, like he was there, yet he wasn't.
Frantically she asked, "Tucker! What's going on! Danny's not snapping out of it! I think something's wrong!"
Suddenly the screen of the PDA dimmed then lit up again, but instead of just seeing the PDA screen, both Sam and Tucker unmistakably saw Danny looking around the screen with a smile.
"Sweet! I hacked you're PDA!" Sam sighed in relief but she knew it wasn't over yet. Tucker on the other hand tried to get Danny out of there, but it was like Danny was made especially for this and it seemed it would be almost impossible for anyone to get him out unless he wanted out, and it looked as though he was having fun.
"Hey! Those...are...not for you to see!" Danny brought up a screen containing pictures of Danny and Sam. They were either denying they were Lovebirds, blushing, or other things of the topic of denying they liked each other more than friends.
Sam looked at the screen then back at Tucker with a mix of a sickened feeling, anger, and the want to hurt him for taking those pictures.
"Tucker! Why'd you take pictures of us! Wait, we're both blushing...?" Sam said as she eyed the one picture of the two, from behind, as they had just turned their heads away, both blushing.
Danny quickly went to other pictures and Danny said through the speakers, "I don't know whether to be mad or grossed out. I mean, you've taken so many pictures of us, it's not even funny. Well except this one where I had taken your PDA and as you tried getting it back Sam tripped you and I took a picture of you, in mid-fall."
Tucker glared at his PDA and grinned as he reached for the plug and unplugged it. But he found that Danny was still in his PDA. Danny's eyes seemed to come back to life and he got up and turned around. Sam looked between Danny and the PDA and asked, "Are you still—"
Danny nodded then added with a smile to Tucker, "Don't worry, I'll get out in a minute." Tucker glared at Danny but couldn't help but think it was cool that he could hack, wirelessly.
"Hey Danny, by the way, I think you can hack wirelessly. I mean, I think that once you find the back door—"
Danny laughed and cut Tucker off. "Which is actually a door."
Tucker shook his head and said, "Whatever," then continued. "As I was saying, once you find the back door, which seems to really be a door, and find the password, you could hack into any system. Do you think this is also why those people are after you?"
Danny thought about it and thought it was plausible. "Yeah, maybe."
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