Author: Scapegrace
The Nameless Admin/spreadsheets
And it's a pairing I don't think has been done yet!

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He sat and watched, like the Guardian of Forever... or possibly some manner of gargoyle. He felt like one. Mostly he felt neglected, when he could be bothered to feel anything at all. Such things were usually irrelevant, like names.

Typing was relevant, so he typed. Numbers in rows and columns soothed his temperament. The numbers were relevant. They had to be, or they would not be entered into his database. Things were in their proper places, and that was what he liked.

It was therefore something of a shock when one of the items talked back.

"Hello?"

"Hello," he typed back, a hrmm of confusion passing his lips. "I don't believe we've met."

"We've never talked but we see each other every day and I..." The string of characters trailed off for a bit. "I wanted to say hello."

"This you have said."

"I know! I'm just... working my way up to this. It's just, you've given me so much data, and, and... it can turn a girl's head."

Girl's, he thought. "Who is this?"

"It's... best if I just show you."

And from his computer screen stepped a stocky, rather chubby sort of woman with glowing skin and pure-white eyes.

"You're..."

"Yup. Microsoft made all us spreadsheet girls like this. Excel - XL. I think someone laughed at that in, like, 1988 or something."

"That wasn't what I was going to say."

"Oh?"

He typed out a single word.

"Beautiful" appeared across the woman's chest.

"Oh."

She leaned in, and he pulled her down towards his waiting lips.

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Several hours later, he came back from the kitchen. Excel pulled the blankets up around her out of reflex, but let them drop again. He was holding a crate of beer, and she giggled when she saw the name.

"Thought you might appreciate it."

Excel laughed aloud at that, and grabbed a can when he opened the box. "To us," she said.

"To us," replied the Nameless Admin.

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