Overnight Adventure at Borders

10.30pm. It's a slow moving Sunday night. Derek's been at his comics (again!) for the last hour or so and I'm really bored. I thought he was going to doodle a little, maybe even write some of those deep thoughts of his. But no, he just brought me along and left me alone and bored while he went to play with his comics. I think I'm going to take a nap. We should be going home soon once Borders closes at 11.

...

Hmmmm... I think I overslept. Where's Derek? The lights are off and I'm still at Borders. Everyone's gone. Shit. I'm scared of the dark. The books on the shelf are staring at me and giving me really unfriendly looks. HEY! I didn't want to stay the night ok? So just buzz off and quit hassling me...

... hours pass ...

OK, I'm so officially screwed. Derek's obviously not coming back. That lousy little ! Once I get my hands on him... Shit... I'm running low on power. Gonna power down and hope to survive till morning. Gotta... stay... a...wake........

... lights ...
... grainy images ...

What the...? I'm awake. I'm home. I can feel power coursing through me. That can only mean that somehow, Derek came back for me. Yep, a quick internal scan confirms that I'm plugged back into his home computer. Whew... nothing feels quite as good as being back home in my USB cradle. Nobody ever said that being Derek's PDA was a boring life!

PS: Derek wants to extend a heartfelt thank you to whoever turned me in to the Lost+Found department guys.