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Some days, you just can't get rid of a bomb!
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The Vision promptly scanned the bulbous device on Ms. Frisk's arm. 

> scan
Scanning...
Matched with "Hex2_54"
> simuStruct "Hex2_54"


The Vision looked to his left. A hologram projected from his eyes, displaying a 3D model of the standard-issue Hex 2.54 device, including the electronic components hidden inside. 

"Fascinating," the android muttered, scanning Frisk's arm again. A similar but ultimately different hologram projected adjacent to the first.

"What is?"

"This is a modified Hex 2.54 explosive device. Princess Sunshine's prediction is accurate. Any attempt to use magic would result in an undesirable circumstance."

Ms. Frisk frowned.

"Fortunately, I do not use magic," the android continued. He nodded reassuringly. "Query: may I begin?"

He gestured towards Frisk's wrist. The little girl nodded, thin eyes quivering.

> set_density zone[4410398] 1.551--%
Loading...


The Vision felt his hand slowly become lighter. He felt his arm begin to lift to adjust to air pressure.

> set_density zone[11051335] 210.3225%

His elbow became a heavy weight, anchoring the android's hand in a delicate balance. It was important that the Vision had complete control of his hand while disarming this bomb.

> set_density zone[4410398.11355.0000000] ($restore)

The subatomic edges of Vision's fingertips became solid again, a presence barely sensed by the matter surrounding it. Unfortunately, this suspension of density was straining the Vision's energy levels substantially. He needed to finish quickly.

He turned and watched the hologram of his fingers, simulating his motions. Frisk eyed the surgical process nervously. 

"First, I will need to alter the detonation protocols."

As he spoke, the Vision flicked his fingertip against a network of glowing lines. The gauntlet responded with a click.

"T - minus - five seconds."

Frisk gasped, nonplussed. The Vision nodded.

"As expected."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"A moment."

"Five-"

The Vision rapidly altered the density of the very outer layer of his wrist, so that Frisk's arm was essentially wrapped inside the Vision's.

"Four-"

With a quick jerk, the Vision pulled his arm back. The bomb was now on his wrist.

"Thrrrreeeeeeeee-"

Time slowed down as the Vision attempted communication with the explosive. He was a technopath, after all. But this was primitive technology, with an uneasy simulation of a program. The device was clearly magical in nature, as programmed as it was. Thus, the communications were most likely to be peculiar. However, he was not here to converse.

As he analyzed the device further, his code processed hundreds of lines in the course of one nanosecond.

> detect(resource::energysource)

"huey oWa o?r"

The Vision paused. This was too soon. He needed to buy some time before the device could deduce the reason for his presence.

> coll(input) int.5 scrmbl^33
"huey oWa o?r"
Scrambling...
"Who are you?"


"My name is the Vision," the android responded, "I am here to discuss your impending detonation."

".erono o eba neem ot klafebt 't elb sNoe"
Scrambling...
"No one's been able to talk to me before."


"I'm quite proficient in technopathy," the android responded, "I am here to apologize."

"ma,.pp II ssuos eey"
Scrambling...
"I say, I suppose mey."
Error: logic error
Scrambling...
"I suppose I am, yes."


"You seem to be programmed to kill someone. A tragic duty."

"InO. ueo s d.o mYset"
Scrambling...
"On doe. I must Yes."
Error: logic error
Scrambling...
"Yes. One I must do."
Alert: scan complete
Energy Source = ssfheQEDmagfiel&&d


Vision sighed. "Then I apologize."

"t hwFa r?o"
Scrambling...
"For what?"


"This," the android grimly responded. He cut communications.

"Two-"

The Vision promptly sent a small microwave signal to the device, disrupting its crystalline circuits. He lowered his head as he phased his arm, allowing the device to drop harmlessly and unceremoniously onto the sand.

Frisk watched the Vision's face.

"How did you do that?"

The android turned to the girl, face emotionless. "The circuits were charged by naturally magnetic metals inside the crystals. Its exact engineering is a mystery to me, but for now..."

The android smiled. "You are safe."
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