Nina's Day Off (First Person)

[Hi Gojitron here. I appreciate the likes and views you give my pages here and on other chapters I post. Keeping them aloft is usually hard to do because my job is taxing. If you would like to leave comments, I would really enjoy that. I plant to lead this story into several tangents, each with unique changes for Nina and her friends. Credit to the person who started Nina's story of course. A college bound youth has a lot to choose if she suddenly winds up with the key to loophole-ing through life's problems and cheating reality's laws.]

I awake to the cellphone going off.

I notice it's not my alarm at least but it is an early call. I answer my phone groaning. "Hello? Pachinsky here..."

"Hey Nina were going to have to close down for the day, looks like there is a...well...leak. It's making the soup kitchen a little volatile." said Trisha, my coworker. She was a nice person a lot of the time, maybe a little casual for someone who works there at the kitchen but meh...she would hang out with me many times.

"Oh...okay... when do you want me back?" I ask.

"Don't know. Manager will probably figure it out and call you. However... that means we can probably goof off for once! If you have any ideas just call me up and I'll come over."

"Uh huh...sure." I groaned in out tiredly. I said goodbye and hung up thinking this is probably a good day to relax...

...

...what the heck am I saying!?

I immediately call her back. I had this wondrous device in my possession! If I used it all by myself I would never get anything done with it! I needed opinions...but Mom and Dad might be too by the book to handle this correctly. Tina was my best friend and a good confidant in the bigger picture of my life. When we hanged out there was never a moment we didn't not enjoy it. She might know of ways to best use this device...

I ended up going to her apartment after telling Trisha I needed to show her the device but not up front completely. I needed her to believe me first of all, so what better way to than showing her? As for mom and dad I told them about work and Trisha's offer. They gave me a pass saying I needed to rest in my own way. I told them I might be AT Trisha's house for the weekend so they were a little suspicious...but they knew I have a hard time getting free time like this. In actuality I had to book the weekend because really...

... just how much could we do with this thing?

I came in to the hallway leading up to her apartment. A girl of 19 years, long blonde hair and nice blue clothes that held back C Cup bust walking over to knock on the door, carrying a duffle bag with the device in it. A girl in red would answer the door, short brown hair and with a somewhat larger endowment than me. She smiled at me when she opened the door, inviting me in.

Trisha's apartment was roomy at least. She had a decent bathroom with what looked to be an enjoyable shower. Her living room was a big enough to hold in a tiny party of people, accommodating them with a large looking TV and a comfy couch. Her bedroom was the epitome of comfort for herself but it was only a certain size due to the fact that there was another just like it. Trisha contemplated having me be her roommate but I was too into work and studies to consider. After this weekend away maybe that could change...

I put the duffle on the couch and Trisha got to asking me the relevant questions. "So bleeding heart number 1, what have you come to show bleeding heart number 2? I get that we can hang out but I thought a club might be more appropriate... because you know, you haven't found Mister Bleeding Heart?"

Oh how those words irked me slightly. I WOULD give to have a interesting man in my life but I was to overworked to find someone. Trisha was set up with the right amount of money to go to clubs through a little money from her rich parents and her efforts at a few jobs. She was getting content to leave a few since her money was stable. She wasn't a complete parasite on her parents' pocket but she was just a little more rolling in cash than me. Her casualness came from her desire to just do things with friends. I was probably her only go to bestie.

"Boy I wish I could find that mister on my time but you should really see this." I say as I revealed the device.

She comes over, examining it. "Well...I don't think I have a lawn or a dirty floor to do this thing justice if I am correct about what I think this is..."

"No Trisha...this is not a leaf blower or a vacuum cleaner. This is something...way over our heads." I said as I grabbed a whole loaf of bread and a orange from Trisha's kitchen. She cocked an eyebrow at me, wondering if she may have to replace those two items at some point if I was messing around. Fortunately for her I wasn't going to waste her time as I put on the F.U.S.E pack.

For the first and second inputs I just used the vac, one item one at a time. The way how it sucked up an item gave Trisha a slight fright. That's a normal response given the orange turned like paper in proportions and the loaf got turned into particles with each bit going in. Before she could say anything I put down the pack and showed her the screen, putting up my finger to her mouth so she could stay calm. I then look at the options which seemed to list things like "tangy", "zesty", "orange colored" for the Orange, and stuff like "crusted" "soft" "rectangular" for the bread loaf. I put in a few choices and allowed the device to set up a suitable concoction...

...and viola! The output came out as Orange Loaf!

As the process was over I invited Trisha to open the bag of the loaf. Even the bag was modified to advertise the food as it was NOW which was a surprise to me. This thing was really versatile...

Trisha bit into one of the slices and moaned in approval of it's taste. "Okay...mmm...I was going to get on your case for taking my food...but ..mmm...I think you called it right." She said agreeing with my forwardness.

"Trisha, this thing is alien and otherworldly. I had to be...blunt." I said curious about the device still but taking time to enjoy a slice myself.

"Forget the club...we need to know why this thing exists. This could be a government secret for all we know. No...screw that too. We'd probably die...if we get caught." said Trisha, her mind getting on the same page as mine.

"I was just thinking that. I was also thinking...this is our little secret. We could...spend a weekend with it." I said in suggestion.

"GIRL, you read my mind. Mi Casa es su casa. The guest room was always there for you." She said as she put a hand on my shoulder, looking at the device.

"Thanks Trish. I'm glad my trust held out for you with this." I said, sincerely happy.

"No problem Nina. I'm not the kind of girl to deny her bestie a rock to cling to for help. Now...why don't we get started? This thing could make our free time interesting." she said fist bumping me.

"Well for starters...I wonder if it could undo it's changes..." I said looking at the tiny screen.

"This thing probably carries so much data it might have a...sort of history page?" Trisha suggested.

Naturally I did find a few more options which included a scanning beam, timed input/output, and the history page in question. In fact it had a "begin undo" button on each of the entries.

"Well it looks like if we make a mistake we aren't totally screwed. Now we just need to go nuts with experiments." I said, still a little unsure what to start with.

"Well that's all up to you. This thing is amazing but you had first dibs. I'll follow your lead." said Trisha, having another loaf slice.