Remote Upgrades

While Robin & Corrin slept, changes were being made. Inside the locked drawer, the remote shook, then fizzled, then it *popped!* with a spark of electricity. The device shined with a brilliant white light as the dimensional fabric at its position was torn apart, then sewn back together. The light died down, leaving the remote back in the drawer as if nothing had happened—save for the fact that, rather than four buttons at the top, it now possessed six. A few seconds later, a small, folded piece of paper appeared right next to the remote.

(Note: This is an addition made with a blessing from the author, inspired by the writing.com equivalent of this story.)