A Computer named... Computer

Chad flipped the switch and a buzzing started to come from Chad's laptop followed by a brief moment where the screen was black with lines of ones and zeros flashing before strings of letters and symbols started to fill the screen as Chad watched eagerly. The gibberish continued to scroll across the screen unceasingly as the two of you watched, and it continued, and continued. (She doesn't get it, where's all the important stuff? She let you give up sex for this?)

"Umm Chad not to seem dumb, but what does this mean?" You asked trying not to sound impatient.

"Ummm...honestly no clue, Right now the laptop is trying to crack the coding language that way we can actually interface with the computer and see what's actually in there." Chad explained with s shrug, looking for all intents and purposes like a weird hybridization of the Chad meme and the Dorky Geek stereotype all at once.

(She doesn't have a fucking clue what that one is saying... maybe she should fuck it into proper submission?) You have a weird somewhat gay image flash through your head of you and Juliette with her own dick Eiffel towering Chad. In response you shake the intrusive image from your mind and then ask, "Maybe you can give me a visual so I can get whatever the hell you just said."

Chad sighs then faces you. "Ok you know..."

Three knocks come from your door. "James I'm bored can I join you two?" Juliette asks from outside your room.

"It won't be much more interesting in here. Don't you have some videogames or shows or something?" You respond to your sister.

"Come on man, it's not like she's DeeDee or something." Chad states.

"Who?" You respond.

"Uncultured swine." Chad says with a faux french accent, a very bad one. "Yeah Juliette, come on in, maybe you've got the brains of the two of you."

Juliette then opens your door and walks in. While at first glance your sister almost seemed like the perfect recreation of her old self before all the weirdness began, you could tell her shirt was too tight, her butt more pronounced, and the stretched materials also seemed to be placed just right to show to the carefully examining eye that she was going commando.

Still your sister almost skips into the room before planting herself in your lap. Causing you to groan as her weight lands solidly on your crotch. This earns a eyebrow raise and laughter from Chad. "Glad to see you to are as close as ever. Maybe you can stop bullying your brother and help me explain what's going on to him."

"I'm not bulling him, I'm his obedient little..." You sensed Juliette was about to cause trouble out of her insanity, a honest ignorance, or some maybe vindictive thought against you, and which it was you weren't sure but you swiftly interrupted.

"Obedient little sister. She lost a bet, so now she has to obey me and sit on the ground like a good puppy." You add a growl to your voice, out of pain or a need to control Juliette you don't know.

"Yip Yip!" Juliette starts making dog noises as she drops to the ground panting before nuzzling your crotch in her weird dog play before you slapped her away with a blush while Chad kept laughing.

"Looks like she's still humiliating you more that you are her, point Juliette." Chad announced and you swore you heard a smug grunt of pride from your sister.

"Anyway like I was...yeah like I was saying, remember Jurassic Park?" Chad then asks.

"You mean Lost World? I though Chris Pratt was so good." Juliette interjected.

"NO! I mean the Original Jurassic park with Jeff Goldblum and Sam Neill." Chad almost shouts back.

"Who?" You hope Juliette is teasing because Chad's face went red.

"Anyway, James please, remember that whole 'Its a Linux System' moment where the sister was all impressed with the computer and they had their weird box CGI for all the files?" Chad asked.

This made you raise your eyebrow. "Wait what does this have to do with that Binary code and everything?"

Chad just groans. "The whole thing was that that Linux System was a different and unique computer system compared to what people are used to. And by now there's actually a lot of unique computer systems out there for different purposes. And until we know which one they're using we won't be able to actually use the space computer correctly, so basically this program I'm running is both sort of asking and guessing which system would be most compatible, after that it'll install that software from my disk stack here and we can see what's inside our mystery computer."

You just sigh. "So we're still not even into this thing?" You ask with mounting frustration.

"We are technically, we got past their security... I assume, and we're just, lets say learning how to read it." Chad answers with a smug grin.

Juliette then looks at the computer and raises a eyebrow. "Well is it supposed to do that?" She asks pointing both to the laptop and the touch screen of the space computer. There the screens of both blinked on and off as slowly indiscernible jumbles of text slowly cycled through slowly becoming more and more legible text until finally a string of text showed with a numeric countdown ticking down next to the text question.

"Where is I?" The countdown ticked down from twenty. While a clear point where it had a laid out opening for Chad to type a response.

You were flabbergasted. "What the hell is that?" (She wants to know what the fuck that is?)

Chad stared in awe for a moment before cautiously typing a response, speaking his response slowly as he typed. "You are in my friend's room."

Then the screen went blank as now everyone stared at the screen before it blinked and a new display and a new question appeared. "Define Friend, please categorize the meaning of room." And now a much longer timer was counting down.

"Holly shit! What is this some sort of A.I.? Do the Chinese have such tech, the Russians? Can't be Polish." Chad ranted to himself.

"Why not the Polish?" You ask confused.

Chad waves his hand dismissively. "Because Poland can't into space." He answered with a weird broken english statement before entering into a rambling monolog to himself typing and deleting words while staring at the computer.

As this happened Juliette leaned into you before whispering. "Now would be a good time for us to leave him so you can reward your good little fucktoy. Don't you think?" (She wants to know if this girl is serious, you can break her in later. She wants to know where She comes from!)

"Down girl." You hiss before standing up. "Hurry up and answer it Chad!"

Chad was already typing away answering the computer's questions but giving commands felt good. You honestly felt like you were like one of those team leaders or captains from the old space exploration shows of the eighties and nineties. While Chad was typing away a small fantasy floated through your head. 'Officer Alex is being surrounded by the whorittes of Vaggeral sixty-nine, Engineer Chad deploy the space marines have them set their blasters to...' (She can work with this, She likes where we're going to be going, you'll lead your harem through the stars, Chad and Alex and Juliette, they'll all gladly ride our dick and stuff our cunt.)

"Hey James! Earth to James!" Chad snapped you out of your fantasy with a few more shouts while you could have heard Juliette almost growling protectively, though thankfully Chad didn't seem to hear or respond to her growl.

With your snap back to reality you see the text asking, "What are your names? Is there a third individual in this bedroom?"

You blink. "Why is it asking about a third person?" You ask almost worried about the text message.

"I don't know, I explained your bedroom to it and what friends were." Chad replied with a highly excited tone.

"Fuck...tell it our names, just what the hell is this?" You then order trying to wrap your head around what's happening. Just what is this computer?

After Chad typed in yours, his and Juliette's names he then typed the question. "What is your name?" To the computer.

You wait on baited breath as the cursor blinks and then the computer's reply types out letter by letter. "I operate under the designation 'Ship Computer' or 'Computer' for short."

This has to be a joke, you think just as Chad speaks up. "Thats so fucking stupid! But it's so cool...but so fucking stupid!" And before you can even react to your friend's outburst he's typing away at the laptop. (She thinks he needs some solid dicking to calm him down, what's so offensive about that name anyways. She thinks the aggression is unfounded, She finds Computer's name easy for Her to remember, will make things easier for She in the future.)

"Chad..." You start to try and talk your friend down and give him straight advice. However the computer screen goes blank before you can speak and a new reply from the computer shows on the screen.

"Please don't disparage this unit's manufacturers, nor the vessel crew. For the factory of my creation I was little more than another serial numbered product being put out, and for the long term ship crew myself and the ship were almost indistinguishable. There is also seldom more than a single Artificial Intelligence unit at any one physical location with the exceptions to this commonality typically being scientists, military officers, politicians, or buisness leaders. As such a unique designation seperate from my vessel of origin was never necessary." The text explained.

Chad spoke as he typed. "Wait... You were a ship... like a space ship?"

"Affirmative."

You think for a moment. "Wait this thing is a fucking alien?" You outburst just earns a rolled eye from Chad and Juliette's somewhat **** mocking laughter.

Chad starts speaking and typing again. "Ok then why are you on Earth?"

"Searching...Searching. Fragment files found... Earth, target destination, under the rule of Queen Elizabeth, Ronald Regan, and Mikhail Gorbachev. Operational Sample collection will maximize from the three primary kingdoms for testing of Bio-samples in the environmentally controlled P2 test facility." You just blink.

"Chad are you fucking with us? What next anal probes?" You shout at your friend in disbelief.

Juliette meanwhile starts laughing. "No-No mister alien, I'm saving my anal probing for a special aliens, I don't do it for anyone. But I might make a exception for your big throbbing probe." She mocks while laughing on your bed.

"Dude, there's no way in hell that this thing is the fucking real deal ... and it sounds more like these aliens were about to test a bio weapon, as in Resident Evil, make zombies and flesh eating monsters style Bio Weapon." You protest and for some reason you feel a uncomfortable chill run down your spine. (She knows everything is fine, the evil residents will not attack you, She is here to make things better and more pleasurable.)

"And how would you explain how our money rock from space having a Artificial Intelligence inside of it? And last I checked not only would any zombies have starved of lack of brains in your room, but there isn't anything inside the rock besides the computer." Chad retorted.

You sigh looking at your friend. "So what, do you know some Men in Black, Area 51, a black market buyer?" You ask circling back to the sale idea that had first drawn you and your friends into grabbing the space rock in the first place.

"Honestly I don't know, maybe this thing has some design schematics that will allow us to advance human science and get rich?" Chad answers honestly.

Meanwhile Juliette decides to chime in her newly twisted mind putting out the only question she seemed capable of producing. "You think Alien internet has porn?"

Chad looks at her both surprised and with a contemplative look, you meanwhile glare at your sister who slowly wilts from a proud look flushed with her incessant sexual arousal to that of a shamed puppy. You'd feel guilty if you didn't suspect that she was getting off on this.

But to make matters worse Chad feeds into the question. "Well we can always ask. Wonder if they have any dark skinned bombo super sluts."

"God damn it Chad." You rage but now there's no stopping Juliette.

"Maybe a super viagra, makes big men even bigger and better." You were so damn lucky Chad was absorbed in the computer screen as Juliette drooled making her statement, eyes fixed longingly on your crotch.