Upgraded|Googleplier Ending

".....Google, but only because he seems a lot nicer now than he was before. Plus he pretty much holds the world's secrets so yeah, I gotta go with him."

Google perked up as soon as he heard his name being called. He then smiled and walked over to you. "I'm gl-gl-glad that I can be of assistance to you, [y/n]...even after all these y-years I've been in-in-in disrepair."

"Ohhh right. On another note shame on you Mark." You glared back at the black-haired male.

Mark's jaw dropped in shock. "What did I do?!"

"For being a bad caretaker to Google."

"But-!"

"No excuses, Mark. None. Zip. Nada." You shook your head in dismay before you looked at Google with a smile. "I'll bring you back to my place and find a way to fix you up. I'm no engineer but I can try. How does that sound?"

After taking a few moments to register your offer into his thought processor, the android nodded. "Very w-w-well...shall we be off th-then?"

"Absolutely...man you are like 110% chill and I like that." You laughed as you both headed out the front door, with Mark and the other personas watching you.

"I-I can't believe she would choose that....that rustbucket over a charming fellow like me!!" Wilford cried, clutching his chest dramatically, after you shut the door.

"You always want your way, Will.." Dark huffed, straightening his tie. "Even when you let [y/n] choose who she feels more comfortable around..you seriously still expected her to choose you?"

"I thought she would have for sure!!"
.........

"Okay we're here," you sighed as you walked into your house. "Help yourself to anything you want, Google......wait I forgot.....can you actually eat?"

"N-Negative," he replied, "I a-a-am a machine and-d-d thus unable to process-s food or drink. And f-f-for that matter I-I-I am also incapa-a-able of-"

"Okay, I get it," you stopped him before he could go further. But worry began to settle in as you glanced back at him, seeing that he was just standing around, waiting for a command. But even when he was standing still and not saying a word, he continued to twitch.

"You know what...snacks can wait." You walked back over to Google. "Let's sit down and maybe I can see what's wrong with your voice, because I'm pretty sure it's way too late to return you to...wherever you came from."

He nodded slowly, so you and him went to sit on the sofa. "So...can you run any diagnostics or any troubleshooting features?"

"I-I-I'm not sure," Google replied, frowning. "They may b-b-be corrupt since I-I-I never fully recovered.."

"Recovered? From wha....ohhh..you mean when Matthias asked you too many questions?"

The android nodded. "B-B-But I can t-try to run th-the diagnostics." His eyes closed for a few moments, before they opened back up, changing from brown to glowing blue and red.

"I-t-t appears that my systems a-a-are in dire need-d of an update. Knowing that-t....I find it odd that-t I'm still able to-to function at all..."

"Well I'm glad that you're still functioning," you replied, "but we need to update your systems right here and right now before we have anymore problems."

"Affirmative." Google nodded, before a hologram projected from the G on his chest asking: Proceed with System Update?

'Of course it's gotta be manually done,' you thought, reminding yourself to give Mark on hell of a scolding later as you hit Accept.

"Thank-k-k you," he smiled a bit, before his face returned to a stoic expression as another message with a loading bar popped up, letting you know the system update would take 30 minutes.

In the meantime you decided to get a snack and drink from the kitchen. Once you did that you settled back down on the couch and turned on the T.V as an episode of [favorite show] came on.

Sighing in content, you sat back and watched it, occasionally glancing over at Google. He seemed to be interested in the show you were watching.

"I take that th-this is your favorite show-w?"

"Yeah," you nodded, "it's great. I wonder what's gonna happen in the next episode, though.."

"I-I-If you'd like to kn-know," Google began, smirking as a search box for [favorite show] popped up "I can tell you w-what-"

"Nooooooo Google! I don't want know just yet!!" You panicked.

He chuckled slightly, making the hologram disappear. "I'm only-y kidding, m'lady..of c-course I wouldn't do that without-t your permission. It w-would be wrong of me to diverge f-f-from my primary objective."

"Whew..thanks Google," you sighed in relief. "Sorry but I just despise spoilers..." Shaking your head, you went back to watching the episode. After it was over, you looked back and realized that Google was done with his upgrade.

"Upgrade complete~" He informed you, before standing up as his body began to glow a bright white. You had to shield your eyes for a few moments so you didn't go blind. When the light receded, you put your hand down and gasped when you looked at Google.

Not only did the G on his shirt change, but now there were also three duplicates of himself surrounding him. They had different colored shirts: red, green, and yellow.

"W-Woah..." You muttered, unsure of what to say.

"These are my fragments, [y/n]," Google introduced, gesturing to the duplicates. "The one in yellow is Google Play Music...but he prefers to be called "Oliver". The green one is Google Hangouts..we just call him "Lance". And finally the one in red is G-Mail...also known as "Evan"." He looked back at you with a smug grin. "Any questions?"

"Yeah..um..so you guys are pretty much Google Chrome now, right?"

Google's face fell, as he didn't expect you to ask him that kind of question. "Erm..yes..I suppose you can say tha-"

"That's so cool!" You grinned, jumping up and walking over to the one called Oliver. "Um..hey. I'm [y/n]. Nice to meet ya."

"It's nice to meet you, too, new friend!" Oliver smiled as he shook hands with you. "I have a wide selection of music you can listen to, even ones currently on the radio! So if you ever need a pick-me-up, just say the word. I'll be sure to make your day better in any way that I can, as that is my main function."

You giggled a bit, before looking at Lance. "What's your primary function, Lance?"

"To allow people to connect with their friends, even at long distances," he replied, folding his arms over his chest. "I'm also the one in charge of the T-Rex platform game so that whenever the Wi-Fi goes down, you humans still have something to do in your spare time." Putting a hand out, a hologram of the tiny 8-Bit T-Rex appeared.

"Aww that's adorable, but also cool." Then you turned to Evan. "And I assume you-?"

"Check Emails?" Evan cut you off, his voice laced with sarcasm. "You bet. I'll also keep ya updated on the news, ᶰᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃᶰʸᵒᶰᵉ ʷᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᶜᵃʳᵉ, and also what's hot on YouTube."

You nodded, before looking over at Google. "You got yourself quite a troupe here, Google. I think I'll like them."

The android nodded in acknowledgement. "Thank you, [y/n]...although I should also thank you for making this possible. Tell me..." A sinister smile stretched across his face. "Are you feeling lucky?" 

"I do actually," you smiled. "This is so cool!"

Once more, Google's face fell into a frown. You weren't even intimidated in the slightest, which disappointed him. He watched as you and his fragments sat down on the couch, happily chatting with one another. 

'Hmm..perhaps I'll document [y/n] as an exception to the Secondary Objective,' he thought. 'After all, she did fix me when no one else would.'