Recapturing the Lost (II Continuation) (DISCONTINUED FOR NOW)

I stand up. I reach into my bag and hastily scrawl the map onto another piece of paper. I refuse to let this go to waste. "Everything is going to be fine", I keep telling myself in my head. Because it's true, I can finally get one of my brothers back! I've dreamt about this, and now the stars have aligned, I finally get my chance. It only took twelve years.

The scribbled map is far from my best artistic work, but it's gonna get the job done. I turn back to my brother and clear my throat.

"Shall we brother?" I say for the second time today, in the same over-the-top voice as last time. 3GS snickers.

"I think we shall, oh dear brother of mine." He says, still sounding dramatic, although, I guess the flare is fitting this time. This might be the most important thing we've done since we got off the island.

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The numb pain continues to linger in the air as we walk towards the repair terminal, but lessens as we get closer and see the absolute mess this place has fallen into, nothing is around to hurt us anymore, which brings a tad bit of comfort. After about five minutes or so, 3GS speaks up.

"Do you, uh, mind telling me exactly who 4S is? I know I've heard the name, but I don't know much besides that."

I have a bit of an awkward pause before answering. "He was another MePhone, kinda obviously. During season one of II, Cobs sent him to track me down and... replace me, he said it was because I was "old and outdated tech" but it was really because Cobs... wanted me, or I guess the egg back." 3GS looks at me in confusion.

"Not to be rude, or question your decisions, but he sounds a bit... mean-spirited. Why would you want to bring him back?" Again, I pause, doesn't matter how long it is I still miss him.

"...He died to bring me back after I died. Downgraded himself, the fact that everything after season one happened because of his sacrifice... it's a lot to process and that's why I chose not to think about it. Sure, he was a bit of a dick, but he's still my brother and still realised how dick-ish he was. Even of bringing him back, just for long enough to thank him..! Is it stupid, probab-"

"Absolutely not stupid."

"Okay yeah fair point, maybe it isn't a dumb thing to want. But I'd do anything, and turns out, I don't have to do much of anything. This is gonna be so worth it, even if we don't find any money, or fix our screens!"

"So, what I'm hearing is that I'll get to meet another one of my baby siblings." He sounds a little excited about this, which is a relief.

"Yes! Exactly! But if you do call him a baby he will throw a chainsaw at you, so I'd suggest not calling him that." I say, gotta look out for my brother and not get his circuits cut in two by a discounted Terminator.

3GS looks a little stunned "He does what- Where does he get them?!" He asks sound both confused and slightly scared.

"Literally zero idea, again, one of the things I don't want to think about too hard."

"Pfft- how many other things do you not 'want to think about too hard'." 3GS asks, poking some innocent fun at me.

"...Don't worry about it."

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Eventually we are greeted by a plaque, with the words "Repair Terminal" engraved on it. It may be old, worn out and faded, but it still shimmers, not with light, but hope. My hope to see my younger brother again, and 3GS' hope to meet another family member, and I'll be it, one that is actually good. 3GS briefly steps in front of the door before I can open it.