#mad scientist pidge

[dr-ultimatum]

OC-tober Day 23

(Day 23: Mad Scientist - Daisuji Tachibana)

Make what you must with what you can.

I started today with quite honestly no idea with how I was going to execute @brie-draws’ prompt. I knew I wanted to do a bit of a colour study with bright greens and purples (which I clearly need to practice more), but I was getting nowhere with the pose. Not sure how I ended up with this one… I’m kind of proud of the drawing without the colour so… have that too.

-Pidge

[milesprowerpower]

i have several little aus of tails that live in my head occasionally. i'm not a big au person and i usually keep my aus separate. but here they are:

tails but eggman raised him - tails in his mad scientist era, probably built metal sonic. defects to sonic's team but has some guilt over, you know, making metal sonic

tails was a cis girl all along but faked being a boy to hang out with sonic and ends up getting outed at some point but everyone's cool with it - i read a fanfic about this waaaaay back in the day and as a little girl kid i loved the idea of tails being a girl, i love female characters who are good at technology and have actual arcs. it would be a real 'voltron pidge' moment. i imagine basically nothing else would change, tails is just a girl in this au

tails with brown eyes - just think this would be very cute. no further changes. if i'm feeling spicy i combine this with fem!tails

dr eggman is tails' dad - read an au of this on tumblr once and it was really silly and angsty and nonsensical. but. it was a lot of fun. i can't imagine actually running a whole au fic about this concept because getting too deep into the angst seems ooc for tails. and i don't even wanna think about who tails' mom would be in this world v_v

anyways don't take my aus too seriously, I'm basically just rotating my blorbo and thinking "hmm but what if this happened..."

[burritello3000]

If Voltron: Legendary Defender and rise of the TMNT had a crossover, here is who I think would be best friends:

Shiro & Raph - They are both leaders and I feel like Raph would want some tips from him

Pidge & Donnie - They are both super smart with a mad scientist vibe

Keith & Cassadra - It was really hard to find one for Keith but I think Cass would best suit him. They are both hotheaded, loyal, and passionate. However, I think Cass would be a bit too loud for him 😓

Lance & Leo - … Need I say more? And for the people that don’t know both of these shows, they are both the smooth-talking, jokesters of the team. Also, blue (Although, after the movie, I think that Leo would also hang around Shiro a bit more)

Hunk & Mikey - They are both fun-loving, kind goofballs that love to cook and help everyone. They also both have orange bandannas, lol

Allura & April - They are both girl bosses that slay 💅 and save everyone’s butts. And I just feel like they would be friends

That’s it! Sorry, Coran, but I couldn’t find a good match for you :((((( Maybe him and Splinter? Idk

[dappercritter]

Pidge deserved so much more.

Genderqueer icon with autistic mad scientist vibes and I don't even remember where their character ended except briefly(?) pining for Lance???

You all deserve better

[chibi-pix]

Lance: Pidge, I want to kiss you. Pidge: 😲 Lance: It’s for science Pidge: 🤩😍

Don’t get Pidge wrong, kissing/being kissed by Lance makes her happy, but expressing emotions about humans in this AU isn’t her specialty. Anyway! Here’s Lance giving the little evil genius a precious little smooch. 

Enjoy!

[spinji]

Youmacon Cosplays Part 3 of 4

Just another pile of cool costumes. The mothman Keith really took me back to the good ol days of this fandom.

[bosspigeon]

hello i have been doing very little lately but preparing to move, but here's what's gone on in my NSB challenge!

Carmine has completed all her goals! So now I've switched focus over to Dandelion Berry, my lil Trix Yogurt pink boye~

Pennyroyal also aged up to elder on Harvestfest, and i'm not ready to say goodbye 😭😭😭

[blazewatergem]

I gotta chime in here :D

Mostly that A - I absolutely agree. Indulgent fiction is exactly that, indulgent. Do whatever you want, it’s there to make you happy.

B - My fam and I literally watched The Meg 2: The Trench :’D absolute blast, I have come up with some theories on how the lizard dogs could do it. It’s a stretch, but, let’s be real. I’m known for those XD

SO my excuse why they can do it(outside of, as dear Pidge said, Rule of Cool/Fun) is they’re potentially a different subspecies.

Reasoning being the ones we see in the start are, obviously, in the tropics. They’re on an island, and when we see them dive - they stick reasonable close to shore. Look, that T-Rex was still on the sandbar when it got one. That’s close to land, and therefore we’ll call these the Land Lizards.

I think the ones in the Trench may have adapted to deep water, yes, but kept land features do to being closely related. Pressure adaptation can be written as being part of a diving species, and legs can even be claimed to cling to the ocean floor. Like moon walking! Keeping them from drifting up and into waiting predators mouths :’D

Obviously, everything I’ve written is also just in fun. I personally enjoy playing mad scientist with monster movies. It’s my way of fun y’know? 🥰

10/10 movie, and 10/10 a believer of Rule of Cool/Fun. Thanks for coming to my TED talk

Very firm believer and defender of "indulgent fiction doesn't have to be realistic or acknowledge any of the downsides of what would happen if this played out in real life because this isn't real life, it's an imaginary world"

[baovyoi]

(don't repost)

this is the front of the cover i made for @voltronhalloweenzine!

preorders are now open 9/5 - 10/5!

proceeds will be donated to WWF!

[nicht-vobla]

Galra Shiro is huge, but smol altean bean is not that simple!

grow tall & kidnap

Lovely @adreamsart asked me to draw this. Well, the request was “galra Shiro asking altean Pidge for a dance” but somehow I ended up with this. That's why I am not taking any commissions :D Can’t control myself

[quintessenceofdust73]

Plance shippers will love the title of Chapter 4. 😂

A clueless Lance annoys and entertains Pidge in the laboratory, and later, Allura tries to teach her beloved young ruffians how to waltz, hoping they won’t embarrass her at Prince Lotor’s upcoming ball.

An excerpt:

“You could read the latest issue of The Killer Phantasm to me while I work,” Pidge suggested with quiet hopefulness.

“We finished that issue already, remember?” said Lance. “But maybe I can find a good book around here somewhere.” He scanned the bookshelves, shuffled a few papers around on the lab tables, then looked through the pages of diagrams and formulas strewn about on Pidge’s desk. There was a small white leather bound book hidden beneath all of the stacks of paper. Lance picked it up and read the title aloud.

“The Young Ladies’ Guide to Flirting and Courtship by Countess Delilah de la Coquette,” Lance read with a chuckle. “Where did you get this?”

Pidge’s expression reminded him of a deer staring at the headlamps of an oncoming horseless carriage.

“Pidge?” Lance asked.

“Uh...”

“Are you okay? You’ve been acting a little weird lately. Is there something you’re not telling me?”

“I-I borrowed it from Romelle,” Pidge stammered at last.

“Sure. But the title says it’s for young ladies—“

“It contains valuable data,” Pidge insisted. Lance raised one skeptical eyebrow. “I need it to program the personality matrix of my clockwork girl.” Pidge was sweating.

“So, you’re building a flirty automaton?” Lance asked, not convinced that Pidge’s explanation made any sense.

“Yes. Yes, that’s it. I’m building a flirty automaton.” Somehow Pidge’s explanation didn’t sound convincing. “Maybe when she’s finished, you could practice with her, you know, pretend she’s my cousin Katie.”

Lance was beginning to wonder if his eccentric friend was beginning to lose his sanity. It could happen. After all, brilliant scientists did go mad sometimes—or at least the ones in penny dreadfuls did.

Lance, however, did not utter any of his private musings. He spent the rest of the afternoon reading aloud to Pidge about debutante balls, garden parties, calling cards, and how proper young ladies were supposed to behave in every social situation. They got a good laugh out of several of the more absurd passages about men. Pidge laughed even harder when Lance imitated all of the snobbiest noblewomen they had met in their travels, first reading in a British accent, then with French and Italian mispronunciations, finally settling on a dramatic reading on tea parties with the sour facial expressions and harsh demeanor of Lotor’s nurse, Dayak. The end result was Pidge collapsing into a fit of giggles and giving up on completing any more work until it was time for supper.

@niazelki @tydy-the-megnet

[atlas7seo]

Touching on your points

1. I also agree that Shiro's return was when things started going downhill. However, I also understand the choice to bring him back to some extent. The biggest problem is that they backpedaled too quickly, Shiro genuinely was only gone for like 5 episodes and that was not enough time.

Personally, I would have left it ambiguous for 2 seasons and then revealed he was alive. And if that was the case, I want Shiro to have been doing something. Like make the clone plot more of a thing. It would have been fun if the show had gone to a more, I guess, suspense route where they were trying to figure out who the real Shiro was.

While I agree he should probably have stayed dead, I also wanted to actually follow through on the PTSD plotline they set up for him and make Adam an actual character for his development. So yeah if I did end up rewriting it Shiro would be my biggest problem child.

2. Lance becoming a farmer was such BS, and also, while it was kind of cute in the moment I somewhat hated Allurance in seaspn 8. It stomped on Lance's character a lot. I've personally never seen the 80s version, but I do agree that Lance would be more of a Han Solo type. So yeah if Lance did get an arc in my hypothetical rewrite, it would be the self-love confidence kind of one.

Also maybe I would actually do something with that sword Lance got, bc honestly it was sorta pointless. I would probably also make Klance canon instead of Allurance bc Allura really just did not reciprocate till the last minute, but that's my opinion.

And YES Lance would totally become like a Garrison instructor.

3. Other crap floating around in my head

- my hypothetical season 1 has been planned in my head for so long and I would spend like the first 7 episodes actually getting the lions. I would like put Green on Olkarion, Yellow on the Balmera, Red, Black, and Blue stay the same. So like hypothetically they would stay with the group because I would say the castle crystal wasn't strong enough to warp. Then help out a little because Pidge is trying to find their family, Hunk is genuinely kind, Lance was already the Blue paladin, Shiro is Shiro, and Keith follows Shiro. Then like "no one" knows who will pilot each lion, but then they like prove themselves on each lions' respective planets and like have a "calling" moment

I feel like it would hammer home how important the lions are. I would weave it naturally with episodes we already have in season 1 like the 2 episodes where the castle is attacked by Sendak and they go to the Balmera is where Hunk gets Yellow and so on.

- I kinda want to change Zarkon's motive. Like hear me out. Let's just say after 10,000 years he is the way he is. But I feel like the quintessence poisoning would only exacerbate an actual flaw in his character. He was technically somewhat a scientist in flashbacks so what if the original conflict was innovation and future benefit trumps moral dilemmas. AKA tricking the paladins to open the wormhole to save your wife. There's a scientific thing that the older you are the harder it is to change your ways and mindset. So what if the original conflict was over innovation and knowledge. The war of morality rather than oooo space Hitler. But over 10,000 years, Zarkon's mind continued to deteriorate into the dictator we knew in the show? Idk I would definitely need to flesh it out more. But this way Zarkon can continue to be the general space conquerer the show intended, but have the empire still fall under these beliefs.

That would make Lotor's other conflict with sacrificing Alteans make more sense and be more of a conflict. Make him more complex.

- I would also do more filler/episodic episodes to flesh out the world more.

- maybe some coalition episodes where they have small ops with members of the blades or people in the coalition. Really build up that supporting cast.

- Also maybe make my left hand au madness I've posted about Canon in my story for better themes and imagery-

I have so much more but I'd been here for hours if I kept going.

POV the urge to just rewrite Voltron

[moonboykeith]

the vld crew in a cook off (ft. lotor & matt)

shiro

doesn't know what he's doing most of the time

if the kitchen isn't on fire after he's done he'll consider this a success

is using a concerning amount of mayonnaise.

he'll probably advise against trying his food

what?? the?? fuck?? is?? a?? zucchini??

keith

cuts vegetables with his dagger

is violating too many hygiene rules

he doesn't care if what he cooks is edible or not as long as he follows all the steps and finishes on time . basically treats it as an exam.

tried to cook instant ramen and serve it but hunk said it would be cheating.

tried to steal hunk's special seasoning (key word: tried)

when the fuck did god invent a purple cabbage?

lance

large proportions. and when i say large i mean he looks ready to feed 30 people.

using all the spices he can find.

his soup is just water with spice.

is practically dying but still manages to find time to make fun of keith.

went all the way to keith’s counter and spilled flour on his head to get his attention, almost got stabbed.

stole meat from shiro's counter when he wasn't looking

taste tested his food and had to take a break to drink milk and calm down the flame on his tongue.

refuses to use any vegetables because they're nasty.

pidge

"cooking is like chemistry. cooking is like chemistry. cooking is li- FUCK THIS SHIT I'M LEAVING."

tried to treat cooking like science ended up with a pie exploding in their face.

treats the cook off like the hunger games.

pushed keith into a wall and choke slammed lance to get to the pantry first.

does not know how to cut meat.

refuses to use tomato because "they're the nature's worst mistake."

wore a lab coat and safety goggles to the cook off, probably a good decision with the goggles but the lab coat is now horribly stained.

their work station looks like a mad scientist's lab, everyone is too scared to go in it's 10 m radius.

allura

slowly loosing her sanity

is trying her best to understand the human ways of cooking but what the fuck is an oven and how the fuck do you preheat it?

got the space mice to eavesdrop on hunk and cheated.

had to take a break to sit down and try not to cry.

got into a fistfight with pidge in the pantry.

trying to copy her friends but they seem to be doing worse.

hunk

is the very concerned judge and is like 90% sure that he's gonna get rushed to the ER by the end of this.

coran

wasn't allowed to participate due to health safety measures

still trying his best to support allura

matt

he's honestly just here to eat

participated due to peer pressure

spent most of his time in the pantry making himself a sandwich and eating it

stuck his foot out and made shiro trip and laughed maniacally for the next twenty minutes

his dish for the day is the leftovers of his sandwich

lotor

crashed the cooking competition for fun

is being pressurized by haggar n zarkon to not stain the name of the galra

has no idea of what the fuck humans eat so he's making a galra dish with whatever human vegetable that looks familiar

pretending to be gordon ramsay but cannot even make coffee

is very intimidated by pidge.

saw keith cutting vegetables with a dagger so he copied with his sword.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

tagging my brother and cooking teacher @cinnamontoastboi-jimothy :")

master, look what ive done.

[incorrect-dotu-quotes]

Lance: Why are mad scientists even mad, why are they not glad scientists? 

Pidge: Student loans. 

Lance: That makes a lot of sense.

[queven]

Y’know Superman? This is an AU based on that

A/N: Me and my sucky titles. Prepare yourself for some heavy emotion 

“You!” a voice exclaimed angrily. Keith jerked his head up, his eyes meeting Lance McClain’s angry blue ones.

“How did you get an interview with Superman? He kept on refusing to answer me!”

That may have been Keith’s fault a bit. Okay, a lot. Their city newspaper, the Voltron Times, was looking for journalists to get an interview with the Man of Steel himself, Superman. Which was kind of lucky considering Keith is said Man of Steel.

It may have been cheating a bit, but Lance was already the best journalist on the team. Let Keith have a chance at getting the front page article, man. 

But now he had to deal with the angry journalist, who already declared a supposed rivalry with him on sight.

“Probably you were too forward with him. Maybe Superman is people-shy?”

Lance scoffed. “As if. He tried more pick-up lines on me than I’ve heard in my life, and that’s saying something”

“Pick-up lines?” Keith pretended to act confused. One of his favorite parts about being a crime-fighting hero was messing with Lance in his superhero identity.

“You know...like ‘You’re a knock-out!’” 

Keith snorted. Lance shot him a bemused look, tension easing from his shoulders, and then rolled his eyes. 

“Whatever. I hate that guy. Way too cocky”

Say what now? Keith thought Lance was into that stuff. It was easier to woo the dude with his own medicine while being the most famous hero in Altea City.

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“Take that, Sendak!” Superman aimed a well-made punch at the mad scientist supervillain who was knocked off of his new death ray. Seriously, that guy was so predictable. Every time, he would make a new death ray, and Superman would knock him out or destroy his machine with his laser eyes, and the cops would arrest the defeated Sendak. He would break out of prison again, and make a new death ray, and the cycle kept on continuing.

Talk about stubbornness.

Speaking about stubbornness, Lance McClain was storming over to the crime scene, clutching his journalist pad murderously.

Keith might actually be intimidated.

“I heard you gave an interview to Keith Kogane, but not me? Why? We’re part of the same newspaper. What does his interviewing have that mine doesn’t?” McClain actually looked a bit distressed.

“Changed my mind after you left. Felt that if people wanted an interview, an interview they will get. So, when Keith came to me, I accepted” he shrugged, pretending to be nonchalant, while hovering in the air.

Lance pouted, crossing his arms slightly, and Keith smirked at the sight.

“Hey, don't frown, you'll never know who might be falling in love with your smile”

A startled look came onto Lance’s face, and then he screeched, stomping away from the crime scene.

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Keith was hanging out with Hunk, Pidge, and Lance at the cafe downtown for lunch when the subject came up.

“Who’s your guys’ favorite superhero?” Lance asked, chomping into his sandwich.

Pidge and Hunk perked up, exchanging looks. “Superman, of course” Pidge answered,”Pretty sure you already know that based on our dissection board”

Hunk and Pidge had a big dissection board in Pidge’s room, trying to find out the origins and limitations of Superman’s powers.

“Who’s your’s, Lance?”

“Batman, duh”

“Duh?!” Keith yelled indignantly. Seriously, why did Lance hate Superman so much?

“Well, Batman, unlike Superman, uses his brain, not super strength and powers and stuff, to defeat the bad guys” Lance finished, looking triumphant as if he just destroyed a debate opponent.

Keith had to grit his teeth not to pounce on the annoyingly infuriating guy. He also cursed his mind for falling in love with Lance.

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“Superman! Superman, wait up!” 

Keith recognized that voice, and smirked inwardly. Lance. The manager of the newspaper firm, Allura, got Lance on the case of writing Superman’s biography. Of course he perked up immediately at the chance of messing with the journalist again.

“Yes? Is there anything wrong? You already look perfect, no need to worry.”

Lance ran a hand through his hair, sighing. “I’m working on an article again for the Voltron Times, and I need to know your secret identity? Like so that we can do this interview thing any other time you’re not bugged by fans”

“Nice try,” he chuckled, having gone through this a lot.

“It was worth it,” Lance leaned back, a bit more at ease. “But seriously, what about I ask you a few questions now, nothing about your identity, I promise.”

Keith nodded. Sounded fair enough. Spending time and changing the opinion of the guy he had a crush on? Count him in.

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“So, what’s your favorite animal?”

Covering his hands to stifle the laugh that came up was hard. Lance groaned.

“Jeez, that was all I could come up with, okay? I didn’t expect you to say yes!”

“Don’t you always have a backup plan?”

“Ye-wait. How do you know that?”

Oops. He slipped. “You’re pretty famous in Altea City, to be fair. Leading journalist. Smart and pretty.” Keith answered, lying through his teeth.

The journalist blushed this time, shuffling through his haphazard notes blindly. “So? Your favorite animal?”

“Oh my god” Keith was actually stunned. Nobody had ever tried to ask such a normal question to Superman him before. “Hippos. Definitely hippos”  

Lance’s lip quirked as he was trying to restrain a laugh. He jotted it down into his signature notepad, and put his pencil down. Keith zoned out, observing his hands.

“Keith?” Lance asked, trying to get his attention.

“Yeah?” Keith answered back. WAIT. No. Superman. Not Keith. Shoot. “Umm...I mean...who’s Keith?”

“Nice try, man. I’d recognize that mullet anywhere” Keith put a hand to his hair, feeling the loss of an elastic band. Whoops.

“When did you find out? About this?”

“Probably a long while back, when you first gave yourself an interview. That’s cheating, technically”

“Oh”

“Yeah, I also said that comment during lunch today to test my theory out, and you reacted like I thought, so I thought Hey, he’s probably just a crazy fan or something, but no. You’re Superman.”

“Say it louder so that Sendak can hear, yeah?”  Keith snarked, feeling a bit annoyed and panicked at this point.

“Can’t-I can’t believe this! Superman is also the coworker I’m in love with! This is your secret identity!”

“In love with?” He felt like hysterically giggling, because they were both so stupid. And in love. Yikes. 

“Oh my god, shut up, Keith! Or should I call you Super Keith?” 

“No”

“Keith Man”

“No”

“Super Mullet”

“I will fly off and ditch you right here, and right now.”

“You wouldn’t do that, Superman, would you? Man of Steel, defender of the weak.”

Keith’s stomach rolled like it was attempting(and failing) to do a somersault. “You won’t tell anybody, would you? You better not. People could get killed, Lance.”

Lance chuckled nervously. “Who do you think I am? Some kind of gossip?”

Keith gave him a flat look, and Lance sighed, offering his hand out. Spitting on his palm, Keith slapped it onto the other’s, grinning slightly when Lance winced.

“I still don’t know why you always insist on doing this, do you know how unsanitary it-wOAH!”

He flew up suddenly, cradling a kicking Lance in his arms, laughing. 

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The next day, a newspaper was slammed onto Keith’s desk by a familiar tan-colored hand.

“Nice paper today,” Lance stated, coolly.

The main headline was in block letters, saying SUPERMAN SAVES LOCAL JOURNALIST FROM DEATH RAY. The big front page picture was of Keith carrying Lance, who was making a peace sign with both hands to the camera, grinning widely. The article, written by Pidge, was going on about how Superman saved yet another citizen from Sendak and his reign of terror.

“Congrats, man. Allura must be impressed.” 

“Yeah, she’s impressed all right. Forgave me for not getting an interview earlier and failing to figure out yo-Superman’s identity” he finished, awkwardly.

Keith raised an eyebrow. “Smooth”

“Shut up.” Lance grumbled, cheeks flushed. “She still says I need some info on him, so how do you feel about meeting up later for coffee? Incognito?”

“It’s a date,” Keith grinned. He could live with this.

Part 2(fluff)

[thecountoflondonfansite]

“Why shouldn’t I? After all, it will be a cakewalk for The Spirit of London Night.” Hyde taunted right in Jekyll’s face. “I mean have you seen this town Jekyll, the people here seem very gullible. Just a few words from our silver tongue and you or I could become mayor of this place if we wanted to. Also remember what happened last night. Not one bloody peeler showed up to stop me after I tripped the alarm. The only person that came to stop us was a tired wee lassie who was way up past her bedtime. I was able to escape her twice with science and my wit against her super powers so that is another win for me. Face it Jekyll, it will be like taking candy from a baby around here. The peelers are useless, the people here are gullible buffoons, it will be so easy and I can finally have some excitement around this dreary and dull place.” Henry crossed his arms and glared with annoyance at Hyde’s reasoning. “And just how are you going to become a villain? Are you going to commit crimes based on your attire and personality? Hyde rolled his eyes at Henry's questioning. “I know what I’m doing ye wanker. All’s ah have to do is find out where the city’s villains meet up, join their gang, then ah become an official villain. Piece of cake.” Hyde boasted in a proud tone. Henry just scoffed. “Alright Hyde, where do you plan to start looking for where these villains hang out?” Henry inquired. Hyde was about to answer when his eyes became wide and he began to hesitate. This caused Henry to chuckle, changing Edward’s expression to anger as he glared at his counterpart. “Oi Sod off! I’ll think of something when ah am out tonight!” Hyde yelled which caused Henry to smirk, making Hyde huff in irritation before he retreated back into their mindscape. Henry shook his head in amusement. Edward Hyde was still impulsive as ever. Always acting before thinking. Henry’s face fell into a frown. He knew Hyde was always determined to get his way and trying to control his actions never ended well. He just hoped that whatever shenanigans Hyde was up too wouldn’t lead back to him. Rachel Pidgely was doing some dishes and cleaning up while Amber was sleeping on her bed. The young child had an exciting day and was already tuckered out by the time Rachel took her home and gave her a snack. Rachel heard the door open and turned her head to see Henry walking through the door. “Welcome back Dr. Jay. You were a bit late today. Did something happen at your workplace?” Rachel inquired with some concern. She saw how Henry’s face bore a pondering expression. “Oh yes, my apologies for that. One of my students fell asleep during class today so I was worried about her health. I stayed late for a quick parent teacher conference but everything checked out in the end. I was reassured that this was just a medical case of insomnia.” Henry explained to Rachel. Rachel nodded in understanding. “Well I’m glad to hear that the child is alright, but you seem to be deeply pondering about something? Did anything else happen after that?” Rachel inquired. Henry’s face flushed red as he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. “Well not right after…um…Rachel…have you heard of the name Dr. Two Brains before?” Henry inquired of his friend. Rachel’s eyes went wide with surprise and recognition. “Why yes. I have heard people talk about him when I am doing errands. He is supposed to be the top villain of this city. He steals cheese which in my opinion isn’t much of a crime but the way he does it is supposed to be very dangerous.” Henry seemed concerned and curious about Rachel’s answers. “Really? In what way?” He asked. Rachel seemed to think a bit about what she heard before she replied. “Well..he doesn’t hurt anyone physically. But his inventions have caused a lot of property damage. He’s a bit of a mad scientist from what I heard.” @unhingedexperimenter

(You can tag me on my tgs side blog. I also apologize but I know a few Scottish words. So to anyone reading this I apologize for the inaccuracy.) Becky Boxleitner noticed a change in the atmosphere as she and her pet monkey Bob walked into the sixth grade classroom. All of the students were excitedly chatting with one another. Becky and Bob exchanged confused looks at the scene. 'What is going on?' They both thought. Becky walked to where her friends Violet Heaslip, Rose Franklin, and Todd Scoops Ming were sitting, also joining in the excited yet low volume chattering. "Hey guys what's going on?" Becky asked her friends. They each turned their heads to greet their friend. "Hey Becky guess what, we're getting a new teacher for our class!" Scoops exclaimed. Becky looked surprised at the announcement. Bob also mimicked her facial expression. "Wait really? What happened to Miss Davis?" Becky asked, wondering what happened to their old teacher. It was just a week only into the new school year so a sudden teacher exchange was a complete shock to Becky especially since there were no announcements about it beforehand. "Miss Davis had to move back home because of a family emergency." Rose Franklin answered. "The principal had to scramble to find a new teacher to fill in for our class. It was all last minute stuff." Becky nodded in understanding of her friends' answers. It was a nice perk to be friends who were upcoming reporters. Soon the final bell rang which indicated for every student to take their seats. Becky took her place beside her best friend Violet and Bob plopped down next to her. Soon a man who looked to be in his mid 30s walked in and towards the desk. He had curly brown air, an arched nose, and reddish brown eyes. He wore a tan button-down shirt with a red vest as well as brown slacks and dark suede shoes. The man gave a pleasant and warm smile to all the students there. "Hello my name is Dr. Henry Jekyll and I will be your teacher for the school year." Becky and the other kids ears perked up as they took note of the man's accent. Even Tobey became slightly interested in his new teacher. None of them were sure where their new teacher was from. Dr. Jekyll gave a light chuckle as if he could sense their growing curiosity about him. He lightly clapped his hands together to gain their undivided attention and focus. "Well since this is my first time teaching here, why don't we all play a little game so we can all get better acquainted with each other. Here's what to do. One at a time, say your name and share a wee bit about yourself. Likes, family, interests and all that. I'll go first to show ya what ah mean. Again. My name is Dr. Henry Jekyll. I was born in Glasgow but ah moved to London where I attended university. I have a five year old wee lassie or daughter named Amber. I enjoy chemistry and reading on occasions. Now who would like to go next?" @unhingedexperimenter

Of course Tobey had taken the opportunity to place attention on himself and to have a reason to boast about himself. “My name is Tobey McCallister the third and I will be the most intelligent student you'll meet here.” The others had rolled their eyes, used to this kind of behavior from their peers. Becky seemed to be the most annoyed by it. Having been forced to put up with his destructive tantrums in the past. Henry smiled just as warmly as before. Unbothered by the obnoxious behavior that the boy had been displaying. Tobey had been going on about himself for a good few minutes before the teacher finally spoke up. “Ahem, yes. Thank you for that Mr. McCallister. Would anyone else like to tell me a bit about themselves as well?” No one could tell that behind the facade, Dr. Henry Jekyll was becoming more irritated by the moment. Not by the child but by the pest that refused to leave him be. Scoffing within his head at what they just heard. He didn't share the disembodied voice's opinion but wanted to give the other children a chance to introduce themselves as well. To the others' shock, Tobey seemed to have taken this well. Quickly going back to his desk with no issues. Becky was relieved at that. Soon the other children had started to introduce themselves to their new teacher with little to no issues. He seemed genuinely nice enough to her. This new teacher didn't seem like most of the adults within this city. Some she had to define words repeatedly for. Dr. Jekyll knew what he was teaching and knew his vocabulary. It was Violet who had brought Becky out from her own thoughts, calling her name. Waving a hand in front of her face. “Becky?” The girl smiled in an embarrassed manner. “Huh? Yes?” Violet smiled, patient with her best friend. “Why don't you introduce yourself now? Nearly everybody else already did.” She had given a surprised expression. Becky hadn't realized that she was so lost within her thoughts until then. She stood up and began speaking. “My name is Becky Boxleitner and I also like libraries,reading and Pretty Princess.” The presence that was grating at the teacher's nerves had deemed this too dull to enjoy. Leaving Dr. Jekyll be to his teaching. Well, getting to know his students. He was happy to see that they were engaged in these activities that were meant to break the ice. Though one student in particular had caught his attention the most. Becky. While she did seem rather bright, there was something strange about her behavior at times. Pausing whatever she was doing at the time to listen in on something. Thinking it went unnoticed. Even once looking alarmed and she made an excuse to go to the bathroom. He had allowed it. Feeling that it would've been better to have let her. It seemed…oddly familiar. As if he had seen that behavior somewhere before but couldn't figure out exactly where from. When the school day was finally over, Becky had gone to go home like the others. Dr. Jekyll had of course stayed behind to set more things up within his new classroom. Making a plan on exactly what he'll actually start teaching the next day. Though, the grating voice had returned to be a thorn in his side. “Come on. Leave this boring stuff alone. Leave it until tomorrow. I've been pent up for far too long. Let's have some fun.” This had earned an eye roll and a loud huff from the teacher. “No, I've got to get this done now. You will have enough time tonight. Just be patient until then.” A shadowy figure formed in front of Dr. Jekyll. A frown on its face. “But this is so extremely dull. I want to stretch my legs. I want to make myself known already.” Dr. Jekyll glared. “And that is precisely why I'm so hesitant to let you out so soon. At least let us get acclimated to our surroundings first.” The figure let out an annoyed groan. “You know you want this as much as I do. Otherwise you'd never have any actual fun in the sad and pathetic life you call yours.”

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