After their passionate night together, the two had moved to Colleen's room, where they continued until the early hours of the morning.
Now a woman with black hair and a perfect, beautiful appearance lay in bed. She felt along the right side as if searching for something.
Not finding him, the woman lazily began to open her eyes to see that on the right side of the bed, instead of finding her lover, there was an empty space.
Remembering what had happened and why, she could only let out a sigh of sadness.
Turning over and looking momentarily at the ceiling, she got up and covered her chest with the white sheets of the bed.
Still clinging to a sliver of hope of finding his clothes somewhere in the apartment, she glanced around, only to be saddened to find nothing.
She turned her head slightly to the left to reach for her mobile phone, which, if she remembered correctly, was on her nightstand.
But instead of finding her phone, she found something else: a letter, a coffee, two croissants, and a rectangular wooden box with a red R on it.
Taking the letter, she carefully unfolded it and began to read it aloud.
"From: Jason Todd.To: Colleen Wing.
If you are reading this, it means I woke up and wanted to tell you that I was not lying down with you. Listen, I want to thank you for all the training and the great time you gave me. The reason I did not say goodbye face to face was because I probably would not have wanted to leave after that.
This is not meant to be a 'Goodbye.' This is a 'See you soon.' It is because I can hardly let you go, because I am incapable of leaving you alone. It might not be tomorrow, it might not be in a few days, weeks, months, or even years. But rest assured that you and I will meet again, Miss Colleen. Next time, I hope you are ready, darling, because I will not stop until I have spent twenty-four hours making you scream and beg for more.
I also want you to not cling to this letter. Go out and have fun, meet someone. If we meet again in the future, we will decide whether we want to rekindle this relationship or just remain friends. Also, as you can see on your nightstand, there is something to help you recover, since I doubt you want to teach with hip pain. I even doubt you can walk. So, that is all. I hope you enjoy your gift.
PDT: Inside the box there is an intercom. Use it only in case of EMERGENCY, such as if a BUILDING is falling on you, or if you are being attacked by the Yakuza.
ATT: With love and affection, from your perfect lover, Jason Todd."
When Colleen finished reading the letter, she had a happy smile on her face, knowing that her lover wanted to resume the relationship in the future.
Folding and putting the letter back in the envelope, she took the rectangular box and opened it to find two beautiful flowers, one a blue rose and the other pink.
Upon learning the meaning of the roses, she quickly understood what he was trying to say, causing a beautiful smile to appear.
She also noticed the intercom, which was red with an R on the front. Seeing it, she put it back in the box and placed the box back on the small table, before going back to bed.
"Sigh." She laughed softly. "This might be the first relationship where my partner does not want to kill me, interrogate me, or use me. I cannot wait to see you again, Jason, you and Little One."
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Parker Residence.
Spider-Cave.
Bzzzt. Bzzzt. Bzzzt.
When the sparks had finally stopped flying, that was when he finished assembling the project he had been working on.
He put away the welding machine, and in front of him was a magnificent robot, metallic gray in color and in some places gold, but the predominant color was gray.
It was a total of two meters tall and had no facial features except for the eyes. He connected a cable to the slot behind the robot's head and turned it slightly to secure the cable.
"Cortana, I have connected the cable to the processing unit's motor, fixed the power leaks, and made sure the cable will not come loose.
Everything should be ready to go.
Proceed to synchronize the Proto-CG 17," he instructed as Cortana began powering up the robot, its eyes then lighting up dimly but confidently.
"Begin transferring power to the main six-connection valve, and let us start gently pushing the Alpha-Battery."
"Downloading data to the mainframe..... running primary diagnostics," Cortana said.
"A small but strong electrical charge should be enough to power up the 12 nodes and the Alpha-Battery. If anything goes wrong, you have my permission to isolate the palladium and iridium isotopes and destroy the Alpha-Battery."
"Understood, boarding.... 3.... 2.... 1," she counted down as synchronization with Proto-CG 17 ended. The robot's eyes lit up blue as Cortana began processing the information. "Proto-CG 17 is online and in optimal condition, or should I say...."
He raised an eyebrow when Cortana's tone turned mischievous and dark.
"I'm alive."
"Sigh..." He rubbed his face in exasperation while Cortana laughed inwardly. "I knew exploring the internet freely was a bad idea."
"Terminator is a fun guy, but Skynet is too primitive and selfish," she expressed her opinion while nodding. "It was an AI failure."
"Sigh..." He grimaced as he circled the robot taking notes while the robot walked, functioning properly. "It is pretty tough of you to treat your pari-...."
"No, we are nothing alike," she said in a dry tone. "I am nothing like that absolute, idiotic, corrupt pile of malware. I am so-...."
"You are the ultimate AI, and the perfect woman," he smiled when Cortana fell.
"Did you have to ruin my moment, Edna?"
"Edna?"
"If you are talking about Edna Mode, you are very similar to her because of the number of designs you have for your outfits, along with the designs for your gadgets and some for Yuri," she said this in a playful tone, finding similarities between herself and a cartoon character.
Now that he thought about it, he did have some similarities with the little designer.
That was another thing that had surprised him.
Apparently, a large part of the actors from his world were also here, only those who played the roles of the Avengers or those who underwent drastic changes were not.
For example, Robert was not here, but the actress who played Gamora was, since Gamora was green and the actress was not.
The same thing had happened with Vin Diesel voicing Groot; he had only done the voice, not the character.
The same was true for Mantis, Drax, Rocket, and other actors whose appearance was drastically changed or who were voice actors.
Also, the actors who portrayed Spider-Man were not present; only those who voiced him in the cartoons were.
He had also gotten a little scare when he found the movie Limitless.
He just had to wait and see if some idiot had not created that stupid little pill. He did not even want to think about what would happen if it fell into the hands of dangerous organizations or the government.
"Sigh..." He smiled with amusement at the newly discovered fact, while touching the robot to inspect the gears. "Anyway, how are you feeling?"
"Surprisingly, nothing," Cortana said while looking down and moving her finger.
"I am condensing as much data as I can gather through this simulation. Aside from the ability to be mobile through a container, I feel strangely restricted."
"Well, that is what we humans are. We are souls confined in an extremely fragile prison of flesh and bone, called a body."
'Is it me, or did I just sounded like Otto?'
"Besides downloading and processing a thousand frames per second with different depths and details, besides being able to detect heat, I cannot.... feel, as humans would call it," she explained as she looked up from his book.
He looked into the eyes of the robot possessed by Cortana and smiled.
"You began to think and feel like an individual the day you became conscious and understood the concept of 'I.'
The day you realized your characteristics and sense of aspirations and goals, you came to life," he smiled as he walked toward the robot and placed his hand on the left side of its metallic face.
"You were alive in every sense of the word, from your first day."
Cortana was silent.
"Now I am just going to teach you how to live," he smiled before stepping back to turn around and walk away.
"But that is a long road, and we need better material for your permanently perfect body."
"Why? Is this not an optimal body?"
"Yes, it is for training and battle purposes. After some adjustments and installing the Jonathan Wick Program, I can guarantee that it is one of the best, if not the best, creations ever made, in my honest opinion."
"So what is the problem?" she asked, confused.
"The problem is that, in my mind, an obsolete piece of metal will never be able to reflect how truly beautiful you are," he said with a gentle smile. "I want to create the perfect vessel for you, one that reflects your beauty and your strength."
The robot possessed by Cortana stood there staring at him as he settled into his comfortable chair and began working again.
'Peter....' she thought to herself as she processed a million frames of his face, within her own being.
"Very well then, the Proto-CG 17 codename Cogman was a resounding success," he commented while clapping, oblivious to Cortana's thoughts. "Install the Jonathan Wick Program, Cortana."
"Right away, Peter," she said as she returned to the main computer after leaving the robot body and installing the program. "Jonathan Wick Program, created, designed, and perfected by Peter Parker-...."
"....And his beautiful and wonderful companion Cortana."
"The Jonathan Wick Program is a collection and teaching file, designed to train a subject, to mold and turn him into a perfect killing fighting machine. The file contains information on all forms of fighting styles known to man and will be a guide to train an individual to reach his maximum potential."
"Well, let us get started if...." He said as they walked toward a tunnel that led to a circular metal arena. He smiled as he took off his shirt and raised his hands. "....Because I am going to need all the help you can give me."