“Nyx, open this dht now!” I growled as I twisted the hao the garage door as hard as I could. It didn’t budge.

  “W hours are betwee AM and six PM,” my AI replied. “You’ve already spent a full day iing the up crews by the settling pool. You don’t o check hydroponics.”

  “But what if there’s a problem with the pnts?”

  “Then the frogs would inform you, and I’d let you iigate. The operation has been running for several months now, with no signifit issues. It doesn’t require you to do weekly iions.”

  “If I don’t do it, who will?” I asked.

  “The frogs,” Nyx replied, taking full trol of the guard bear o the door. They gently pulled my hand off the door and turned me back towards the kit. As soon as the kids had finished dihey’d scampered to their rooms to do their homework. Jane was sitting at the table, tablet in hand, while An was sitting in the living room watg TV.

  “You mind keeping it down a little? I ’t hear the news over you freaking out,” An called over his shoulder.

  “I’m not freaking out. I’m having a pletely rational respoo the fact that my friend and rade has rebelled,, and is preventing me from doing my job,” I muttered.

  Jane sighed and put dowablet. “I told you, this is for your own good. Sit down, read a book, and rex already!”

  “I don’t wanna!” I pouted. “I’m too full of energy, I o be doing something!”

  “Go for a walk around the neighborhood then. Maybe browse the market,” An suggested.

  “As a buyer, not to evaluate how healthy the neighborhood is,” Jane added.

  “That’s signifitly less iing,” I mumbled as I stumbled over to the table and colpsed into a chair.

  “Why don’t you go hang out with Sharron or Nora?”

  “They’re busy. Sharron’s out iigatis of antithesis activity in the surrounding towns, with a couple of other samurai from The Family, and Nora has been busy teag at her kickboxing gym.”An turned around to stare at me over the back of the couch. “There’s antithesis activity outside the city? Shouldn’t you be more ed about that?”“Apparently it’s not unon for a handful of antithesis to wander into small towns every few months. They’re easily dispatched by the local security forces, but The Family likes to send iigation teams to make sure the antithesis haven’t set up a hive anywhere nearby,” I expined.

  “You’re kidding…” An whispered.

  “Nope. Despite all the satellite works and sensor s, a couple always seem to squeak through.” I kicked my feet a couple of times ahem swing bad forth, trying to burn off my energy. It wasn’t w.

  “Anyways,” I tinued after letting that revetion hang for a minute. “Angeline is busy with family activities this week, but she’ll be bringing Lulu by Monday, and Charlotte is pnning a charity ga, so everyone’s super busy.”

  “What about Hel?” Jane asked.

  “She’s a bitch, and I never want to see her again,” I grumbled as I buried my fato my arm.

  “Okay… first of all, nguage,” An muttered under her breath. “What do you mean you never want to see her again? That came out of nowhere.”“So did the needle full of sedatives she stu me,” I hissed. “Didn’t ask or anything, just drugged me up because she thought I was overreag to something. So yeah, trust instantly broken. Don’t expect to see her around anytime soon.”

  Jane and An both stared at me in shock for several seds.

  “And you didn’t try to stab her?” An asked quietly. “You tried to stab Leah for just suggesting you take painkillers before.”

  “Like I said, it was a sedative. It didn't knock me out and just calmed me down. I issed o wore off, though.”

  The others nodded wordlessly. They khe story, I didn’t have to expin.

  “So… you want to wate TV?” An asked, trying to break the awkward silehat had fallehe table.

  “Watg people fake being active? Pass,” I grunted.

  “You could read a book or have Sir Froggingto up some lessons for you,” Jane suggested.

  “I already feel like I’m boung off the walls, pass,” I mumbled.

  “In that case I have a list of sixteen thousand on hobbies that you review,” Nyx said as they moved the security bear closer. “How would you like them anized? By popurity? Alphabetical? eospatial?”

  “Sixteen thousand?” I hissed as I pulled away from the bear. “Did you want my new hobby to be reviewing the list? Pass!”

  “Fitle miss ky pants, don’t try anything new, but we’re still not letting you go out and work more,” Jane huffed before reag down and grabbiablet again. An, likewise, turned back to the TV and started watg his show, leaving me head down oable.

  “I’m going out,” I grumbled after a couple seds of being ignored. Slipping out of my chair, I jogged over to the front door.

  “Have a good time!” Jane called as I stepped outside.

  The evening air was chilly, so I pulled up my hood as I stepped out onto the street. There were already dozens of vendors set up across the street, an eclectic colle of bs, tables, and even the occasional cart. A couple of months ago most of the people here would have been selling their gear out of a bag so they could move at a moment’s notice. But now they felt secure enough that a couple of them started creating more long-term setups.

  Most of the items being offered weren’t anything special, still a lot of salvaged junk or sed-hand clothing. But there were also plenty of newer goods that would have only been avaible through the terminal six months ago.

  The top seller appeared to be metal ingots. With the fabricators around, people could build pretty much all their essentials from scratch. Pure materials made that easier, so a couple of enterprising individuals had taken to gathering the metals and breaking them down to usable materials and selling the raw material to the non-sgers.

  Rolls of fabric were a big sellesr. I had no idea where people were getting them from. I thought the brokers were handling imports, but it seemed like there was way more material oreets than they’d bring in. Perhaps some enterprising third party had found another source.

  As I wahrough the ‘stalls,’ I stopped at one of the many clothing vendors. I ran my fingers down the rough stitg and o the girl behind the table. It wasn’t amazing quality, but it was better than the sedhand shit we’d been living with before.

  The able over had small pstid plush toys. The pstic toys were crude, more blob than human-shaped. The man robably still trying to figure out the fabricator system, but they were better than what I’d seen st month. The stuffed toys were tiny, handheld balls stitched together to vaguely resemble some sort of animal, with a cute face embroidered on the front. Sihey were so uniform, they were probably practig for one of the stuffy workshops that had popped up.

  I grabbed three of the better ones, paid the man is, and stuffed them into my hoodie. The kids probably wouldn’t want them… Well, Issi might, but it didn’t hurt to support the locals.

  When I arrived at the end of the row, I stretched out and checked the time. “Just ten minutes? How do people spend hours shopping? Are they insane?” I grumbled to myself. “What the fuck am I supposed to do with my time?”

  You could go over the list. There are plenty of outdoor activities that you still do in the uy, Nyx suggested.

  “I’ve never been much of a reader, and sitting down to read through a list feels like torture. I’ll tell you what, cut it down to the top hundred activities that I might actually do, and I’ll look at it tomorrow,” I replied under my breath.

  I’m running simutions as we speak. You’ll have a perfect list tomorrow.

  “Right, well, good,” I muttered, as I shifted from one foot to the other impatiently. I’d just started moving down the group of stalls when I caught a whiff of a tantalizing aroma. Skipping past the few stalls, I arrived at an older woman behind a small cart. She had a small pot of oil and a basket full of chips. Uhe ones I was familiar with, these ones were still hot and smelled delicious.

  “What are these?” I asked hesitantly.

  “Vegetable chips, made with the local produce. Want some or not?” the grey-haired woman huffed.

  “With local produce? Sure, I guess?” I replied, suspiciously, as I shot her a couple of credits. She scooped a handful of the chips onto a piece of paper, passed them to me, then immediately shooed me away.

  “Rude,” I grumbled before slipping one of the fragrant slices into my mouth. The fvor, enhanced by a little bit of salt, exploded outwards. “This is from the vegetables?”And it is extremely easy to produce. I’m a little surprised it took you this long to try the local fare. You were quiteobsessed with those bars. Jane did you a service by cutting you off.

  “Extremely easy, you say?” I asked between bites.

  Cooking is number eighty-nine on the list. Would you like to hear my suggestions now?