Log 4028: Bus Ride
A good eight or so hours has already passed with me riding a bus to whatever hospital it was that I'm destined to live at. Honestly, if I knew that it would be this remote, then I would've told them to just get a freakin' plane ticket or something. They said the edge of town, not the middle of nowhere.
The bus was a personal one as well. Even though I knew that others knew about my secret now, I wasn't ready to just blurt out my existence for all to hear, y'know? It's just... weird. Dr. Hagen personally drove the bus as well, so we talked about my life and his the entire way through.
"Whatcha doing there, Gadget?" Hagen suddenly asked from the front. I had gotten carried away with writing and didn't notice him looking at me through the mirror.
Since my biggest secret's out, I didn't really think that it would be very big of a deal to let the rest loose too. I held up the tablet that I write these logs in, waving it in the air. "Just typing!" I responded, before setting it back down.
It's kinda funny, 'cause since I've got these handy telekinetic abilities, I can literally type as I waved the tablet in the air. Hagen, like Delmar before him, had quickly gotten used to watching me work my "magic", so he never questioned it.
"What are you typing?"
I turned back to gaze at the doctor through the mirror, raising my brow at the question.
"Well?" he continued, returning the look for a quick second before focusing back on the road.
I sighed. He was getting a bit nosey into what I do. But I'd might as well, right? I mean, he doesn't seem like a bad guy.
"It's basically a diary. A long time ago they were actual logbook entries that the researchers at the lab wrote while they watched me go about my life, but eventually once they had enough information they pretty much handed me the entire database on this tablet. It's got enough memory to last a pretty long time, too, with a spacey 512-gig ssd in it."
Hagen nodded while I read back over what I wrote. I'm not really the type who likes to put actual numbers into my writing unless it's something that requires them, but I don't want to write 512 out in words. It just gets annoying. Same thing goes for ssd. I could've said the full 'Solid-State-Drive', as well as typing it, but once again, it gets annoying when you know that it can be shortened. But enough with that short rant about not liking the ability to shorten words but doing it anyways.
"You seem a bit mad there, Gadget. Is something bugging you?"
I shook my head. That was when I realized that somehow I had completely ignored the fact that I was sputtering random insults at my tablet under my breath.
But yeah, hopefully that doesn't become a habit. Either that or I've always done this but never realized.
Eventually, after several additional hours on top of the eight that had already passed, I got bored of typing down our conversations. Instead, I took a nap.
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7830898 probably the discord realm, d*** you discord!
7831106 No, not Discord. he's Derpy's assistant mail carrier. I think I remember last seeing your package inside a boiling ice-volcano.
7831188 okay good, i like discord. i hate volcanoes.
7831252 Update: The package's tracking signal has been lost again. Last location: Pluto. Not the planet, but Mickey Mouse's dog.
7831257 its in the mickey mouse dimension?! holy s***
7831442 Waiting for signal reception...
7831444 im never going to get this am i? oh well, i'll just make my own. it will probably be made of rusty wire and other scrap metal, but thats okay that will be the least of my victims worries
7831657 Signal received. Current location: Celestia's nostrils, contained within the Orb of Eternal Knowledge.
7831668 oh thats okay, i made my own. but dont call off the mail order, i'd like to meet the mailpony
7831769 Package arrived. Delivered at 6pm in 6 hours, 6 minutes, and 6 seconds at the undead shrine in your attic by Mr. Dis Chord.
Gadget was then noticed...talking (?).... in his sleep...
7831778
7832224 Gadget is a filly.
7832780 Why did I have it in my head it was a he?
7833172 Idunno. An earlier chapternmade it very clear that Gadget is a girl.