[ WP ] You get a email with the following text : Thank you for ordering a personal vocaloid AI .

I had just finished off the last episode of my marathon of Cutie Honey, one of the first magical girl anime to exist. Cutie Honey was one of many anime I decided to watch this summer, among many other older classics in the medium. Without a job, I had nothing better to do than drink Fanta and watch ungodly amounts of anime. 
 
 My parents did n't understand my obsession with anime. When they were gone throughout my childhood, a VHS copy of Nausicaa was what raised me. Pop in something like Ninja Scroll or Paprika, and I was set for life. Luckily, I was not the stereotypical anime fan in the slightest. I am fairly thin and only live in my basement because I'm in high school. I do not get out much though. 
 
 Then I got the text. 
 
 The credits were rolling on the last episode and I tossed another can of soda into the trashcan nearby. My phone buzzed, and I yelled `` Do do dooo!'' and grabbed it to see if it was a notification for the boxed set of Pokemon being shipped out. Instead, I got something much weirder. 
 
 THANK YOU FOR ORDERING A PERSONAL VOCALOID AI 
 
 `` What the heck?'' I did n't even like vocaloid all that much. And are there basic AI figmas or something for vocaloid characters? 
 
 I immediately called the number and an automated voice told me to wait for a phone line to open up. The music for waiting was the Vocaloid song Love is War. After what felt like forever, a pleasant female voice answered. 
 
 `` Vocaloid Industries, how may I help you?'' 
 
 `` Uh yeah, I just received a text from this number saying I ordered some sort of Vocaloid AI?'' 
 
 `` Can you give me your name please?'' 
 
 `` Meiko Sern.'' Yeah, that's my name. I did n't make it up. 
 
 `` According to our files you ordered a Type A Hatsune Miku AI.'' 
 
 `` But I never did that!'' 
 
 More typing. `` Well it says he-'' 
 
 `` Hello, how can I be of service?'' I screamed and dropped the phone on the floor. In front of me stood, in her greenish hair and all, Miku. 
 
 `` How did you get in?'' I yelled. 
 
 She shrugged, though it was a bit slow since she was a robot. `` Your front door was unlocked and I heard my trigger phrase Vocaloid, so I came to investigate.'' 
 
 `` So y-'' 
 
 Her face turned to disgust. `` How on earth can you live like this? It's filthy!'' 
 
 I shrugged and popped in an old copy of Ranma 1/2 and began watching. Thuds and moving items came from behind me. I muttered to myself that I would dump her in a lake and fry her if she so much as touched my collection of vintage Evangelion DVDs. After awhile I turned around to see what shenanigans she had gotten into, and found the room spotless. 
 
 `` It's been like ten minutes. How on earth did you do that?'' 
 
 The AI Miku smiled, `` I am Miku, your personal helping companion.'' 
 
 I smiled at her. `` Do you do computer upgrades?'' I asked jokingly. 
 
 `` Of course. I can become part of your PC and speed up its processing, increase RAM, enhance graphics, make it explode, and increase its upload and download speeds. Among many other things.'' 
 
 I jumped up, imagining the amount of porn I could download in an instant. `` You know, this could be the start of a powerful friendship.'' 

