Eric bolted in the house, kicking off his shoes and running up the stairs and into his room. "Hey Jase! Get up here once you've got your shoes off and stuff!" Eric went and sat down in his chair, searching his desktop for the allegedly world controlling program.
Lizzie knew he would be furious, even if the program DIDN'T work (Which it seems it does quite well) he would still get very angry if he knew she had been in his room at all. She opened the program, and the moment she did a warning window appeared stating:
Warning! A Subject is aware of the programs existance and is predicted to become angry / hostile in short moments. The program holder and possibly system storing the program are in danger! Press "Memory Clear" to remove any memory of the program, or click Cancel to ignore the threat.
Though Lizzie didn't particularly like the idea of a "Memory Clear" she hoped it would be quite specific, and clicked it.
As Eric perused his desktop, moving his mouse from place to place as he tracked it, he suddenly became aware he didn't HAVE any programs that would really show off his computer, so he bolted back downstairs and grabbed the bag with the game he had just bought inside it, and went upstairs to begin installing it.
"What's all the running around about?" Lizzie shouted out from the partially open door of her room. "Ah, nothing. Just showing off my comp to Jason sis. Got a new game while I was out." Lizzie yet again relaxed and laid back in her seat, realizing she had dodged yet another bullet. But, it seemed, that was the last.
She was the only one aware of the program now. So what to do. A couple thoughts came to mind. She concidered going through the Physical details of herself some more, and perhaps doing some "modifications" that would counter-act and remove the embarrassment of earlier, and possibly replace it with satisfaction.
Another option she was concidering was the thought of toying with someone else. Her brother had had enough toying with already, and since he was the reason she had this program now, she figured she owed him at least that. Perhaps Leah Miller, a really hot shot cheerleader at the school, who could use some real downsizing? Or maybe help out some of her friends.
The final option was to go through the "Tutorial" she had noticed in the top corner earlier. But what to do?
