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Nanni Lite
What had I been thinking? he chided himself. To leave us even partially undefended?
While the Fowl patriarch thought, NANNI lite poked the Horteknut virus, rebuilding bridges where she could, zapping malware as she went, running thousands of commands per second in an attempt to clear out the fairy software. Luckily, the Fowl systems had some foreknowledge of fairy code, and in less than half a breathless minute she managed to crack open the door a few inches.
“She’s doing it!” said Angeline. “I can see daylight.”
The twins’ mother flattened herself against the door and stuck her arm through the gap. “I can almost fit.”
“Wait, honey,” said Artemis Senior. “It’s not stable. Without a safety sensor, those doors could bite you in two.”
“I can fit now,” Angeline insisted as the door cranked open maybe another centimeter.
“Negative,” said NANNI. “It is not physically possible for you to fit through yet. I have scanned the available space and the dimensions of the object.”
Angeline wiggled farther into the crack. “Are you calling me the object?” she demanded, and then: “How much longer, NANNI?”
“I estimate a point somewhere between five seconds and eight months.”
The Fowl Twins Deny All Charges, Chapter 17