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Beluga was in big trouble.
Sprawled around him were knocked over boxes, shards of glass and spilled over trash blending into the mud-ridden street. The heavy fumes invaded his sensitive cat nose and he almost coughed to get rid of the horrid scent. He could hear a faint ringing in the distance but he isn’t sure if he’s imagining it. Sadly, right now was not exactly the correct moment to be contemplating these things. Cornered in this tight alley, face-to-face with his uhm... friend? Ex-friend?
The caracal looking down at him with a sneer probably doesn't care about the convention surrounding their relationship. Especially with all the weird gadgets surrounding him and spinning menacingly. Beluga even feels himself getting nicked on his cheek, a thin drizzle of blood reaching his chin before he wipes it off annoyed.
It's hard to categorise their relationship right now. On some days they could be the greatest buddies in the world, hanging around eating pizza together. The teen could even recall just last week sneaking (no way in heck is he paying) into a movie theatre with the other.
Hecker scoffed down at him, a menacing grin tugging on his lips as he leans down to eye level. "Why are you so scared, Beluga? I'm just here to check your... keyboard." Lightning fast a sudo-keyboard flew to his neck like a mechanised spider. Upon closer consideration, he realizes that this fucker really did include robot spider legs so the machine. What the fuck man?
Beluga leaps towards a wall with all the elegance of a cat stuck on its 8th life. He threw his head towards the surface harshly, hoping to break the robot thing before any damage could be unleashed onto his person. Sadly, all his efforts afforded him was a killer headache and he rubbed his temples in pain. Ouch! The bruises on his limbs just then decided to flare up with pain and he found himself once again on his hands and knees.
His ears flicked as he heard Hecker laugh loudly, not having moved an inch from where he saw the man standing last. "What did you do to me...?" He demanded to know. In response, the villain just stepped forward evilly and super cliché-like. "I hacked you lol."
In his brain all Beluga could do was think: did this guy just say 'lol' out loud? The superhero cringes. Yet, with that brief moment of clarity he realised something.
Reaching backwards he tugged a cable and disconnected the keyboard from his brain. Hecker ogled at him in amazement. "Did you just... unplug your keyboard?" For once his iconic polite smiling mask fit his actual expression. He shrugged at the villain with crinkled eyes. That was surprisingly easier than he had expected.
Cue Hecker still being in disbelief yet trying to make use of this opportunity. He pulled out his phone, nervous about how things were going. This was strange. This wasn't supposed to happen. Beluga could see the other quickly typing on his phone before Beluga himself received a notification on Discord. It was a link from the man to a super sketchy download thingy.
[pc_destroyer.exe]
Hecker and his weird computer analogies. This time Beluga was the one amazed at being so badly underestimated. Sure, sometimes he acts without thinking, but he’s not stupid! He lifts his eyes and voices his complaint. The response? "You are a smart cat, which is why you will download it."
He dutifully stared back down at his screen this time thinking harder. Yeah, he is a smart cat! He knows Hecker is using reverse psychology or something and so the villain doesn't want him to click it! He's going to download this and get rid of the keyboard stuck to his neck. He smiles, pleased with himself and his logical reasoning. Finally, he presses the download button.
He feels a circuit zap through his brain, his last vision being of his friend-turned-enemy smiling somehow even wider before passing out.
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A familiar cat-superhero landed on a rooftop, sporting bruises everywhere, and the suit looks super scuffed up. It climbed down, entering by a window into a darkflat apartment. With some difficulty, it spots a lightswitch and flips it, to reveal a very messy room with clothes lying everywhere. The cat sighs, walking over to the couch/bed thing and lays on it happily.
Hecker had a wonderful day. First, he finally finished making the keyboard machine that allowed him to hack people easier and second, he had randomly crossed Beluga while getting some coffee (sure it was 11pm but who cares?). After their ensuing match (which ended with a broken window haha rip that guy's housing value), Hecker now had a nice puppet ready to mess around with.
This was going to be fun.