The odd quirk

Obsideon woke up to urgent pounding on the front door.

“Mr. Brown? It’s Unice and Garry from next door.”

Obsideon groaned, he felt as if he’d been ambushed by a cheap bottle of vodka. He inched his hands along his face, gauging the damage, his eyes smarted when he got to his left temple, damage was minimal, but it still hurt like a…

“Mr. Brown, please, it’s of the utmost urgency that you let us in”

He’d almost forgotten that his neighbors were at the front door. Damn why now of all time to a ask to borrow some sugar.

“Ahh one..one minute, I’ll be right there “

As he scooted to a sitting position he noticed his accoster lying next to him. He felt at the already growing lump on his forehead, all this for some dumb pocket watch that’s not even mine picking up the watch brought back the events that had happened before his untimely slumber.

Obsideon carefully turned his head towards his dresser where he had deposited the device. It was still there but had gone dark. He remembered the disembodied voice from inside his head, “he..hello?” no response before he could feel like even more of a fool he tried poking mentally, ¬hello? No dice. Maybe he had just imagined it. Hopefully, possibly, most likely. He gave a sigh before tossing the device in his drawer, all this and I still haven’t found Eve. He checked in the mirror making sure he didn’t have a pair of snake eyes. With his luck he’d end up being committed to a mental hospital before he did anything of use. Deciding to keep the watch on him, he made his way to the front door where Unice and Garry were beginning to look a bit miffed at having been standing outside for so long. Through the peephole he saw that storm clouds were beginning to form and that the first liquid dive-bombers were already making a mess on their matching Armani sweatsuits. Damn might as well have thrown shit in their faces.

Steadying himself against the wave of dizziness that suddenly overcame him, he reached for the door…

“Obsideon I strongly advise against opening the door”

He almost passed out again.

“Who was that?”

“What do you mean dear? I already told you it’s Unice and Garry. Now would you please let us in, this weather’s beginning to make me lose my dazzle.”

“Sorry Mrs. Unice, I’ll be just a moment, my sister just called, she’s had an emergency.”

“Oh, Heaven’s child, I’m so sorry take your time, but not too much, this weathers dreadful for my skin, just dreadful.”

She looks to Garry for conformation, he nods and reassuringly pats her back. Garry had lost his voice in a mining accident, so Warm smiles and pats were his primary mean of communication. Obsideon watched a moment longer. as he began to turn away Unice pulled a suspicious package wrapped in brown paper from the depths of her bosom and handed it to Garry.

Obsideon sighed, the elderly sure do have some odd quirks. He stepped a few paces from the door so Unice couldn’t ease drop anymore.

“Hello? Who the hell are you? And why the hell are you in my head?

“Hello Obsideon, I’m called Ares”

“Wait like after the Greek god of war?”

“yes”

“But I thought Ares was a man?”

“Ignorance is unbecoming Obsideon”

“But I didn’t- Sorry never mind”

he was wasn’t sure what to say next, he wasn’t aware he could offend her..him..it, Obsideon let out yet another sigh. He might welcome that cheap vodka right now.

“You may refer to me as Ares and I don’t have natural emotions like the unevolved human, however my algorithms allow me to stimulate a response based on what I think I should feel” “And no you don’t need cheap vodka as it would lead to our eventual demise”

He rubbed his head. “I’ll be honest this isn’t something I can rationalize at the moment so I’m gonna need some basic answers.” “Why can’t I open the door for one and most importantly why the HELL are you inside my HEAD”

“Dear? Are you ok in there? Should I call for some help?”

“No Mrs. Unice Everything fine. I’ll be out in just a sec, ok?”

“Alright honey, just remember, We’re always right”

“Once again Obsideon I advise not to open the door”

“Well why the hell not?”

“That women is going to kill you."