spider_

Not to imply there's a gap in my memory, as there's not, but since when did you read such filth? This is abhorrent!

wes_

...

spider_

I see you won't admit to it. But you are NOT to waste space on your computer with that obscene kind of fiction! Remove it ASAP.

wes_

...

spider_

And for your information, the days have been getting shorter -- haven't you noticed? -- so you ought to fix that, too.

wes_

That's... not even possible.

spider_

You do not have a choice. Make it possible. I'm requiring you to find a way.

wes_

You genuinely think I can change how much time is in a day?

spider_

You're supposed to be bright, aren't you? This is a great opportunity for you to prove your skills.

spider_

So figure it out!!!

******_

Spider storms off.

wes_

...yeah, I'm not doing that.

******_

Wes slouches into his chair.

wes_

My computer again, huh... but I haven't downloaded anything...

wes_

Fic? Weird. That's not mine.

******_

Wes clicks the mysterious folder, and...

******_

You jump out of the monitor and do a cute little spin as you land, being careful not to trip on the cable-covered floor.

applet_

Hi, Wes!

wes_

WAH!

wes_

You!

applet_

See? I'm real! And most importantly, I'm not Spider.

wes_

...

applet_

Still gonna be that way? Then I'll even show you my properties to prove it!

******_

You "gently" roll Wes's chair aside and take your place at his computer.

wes_

Hey!

******_

You touch the monitor from wence you came. Your properties display on the screen.

applet_

Take a look!