Yandere Toons x Reader: An Anthology of Headcanons and Scenarios

Dr. Cockroach, The Missing Link & B.O.B. (Platonic Scenario - "Chain Gang")

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Inhaling the stale aroma of old pizza, the Missing Link turned his nose up into the air and expelled a long, low hum of delight. He closed his eyes to relish the scent and imagine the food that produced it. Raw fish had been his dish of choice when he roamed the earth before humans, and the repetitive grind of never getting to hunt his meals had only ruined the taste slightly.

No light, natural or artificial, pierced the darkness that smothered the common area like a kindly grandparent after General Monger decided that it was time to sleep. None, except for a systematic flash that recurred in the same spot near the dinner table, which was a round slab of steel made decrepit by years of rusting and eating. Mumbling followed each splash of light, and the clacking of a keyboard underscored it.

A humanoid cockroach, his slim build draped in a lab coat and plaid pants, stood over a makeshift computer, its frame having been constructed of pizza boxes and deriving central processing power from two silver antennae. Upon noticing the dark coloration surrounding his hazel eyes like deep plum bruises, the Missing Link squinted and rotated his back with a satisfying pop. "Isn't it a little late to be doing experiments?"

Dr. Cockroach paused his endeavour to peek over the top of the computer at the sea creature, resuming his project with a twinge of unstable energy infecting his accented voice. "Mad science never sleeps, my friend! I'll learn the digits before the week is over. If I have to read every line of code in their database, so be it!" The force and speed of his typing increased with each attempt until the keyboard rattled as if it were about to break.

The noise stopped after the Missing Link took a step towards the exit with his foot slapping the concrete floor, and the doctor tilted away from the computer to look at him once again. "Enjoy your reading." He eyed the brochure crinkled in the sea creature's hold. As the Missing Link raised the pamphlet to his chest and offered an embarrassed chuckle, Dr. Cockroach returned to his work.

"Apologies for the light show." His finger hovered above a particular key as he contemplated pushing it before leaning towards the screen. Looking askance at the various notes taped to the monitor, his frown deepened. "They must be trying to cut me off," he muttered in a combination of disappointment and absent-minded distraction.

Rubbing the back of his skull to quell the mild headache beginning to form, the Missing Link suppressed a strenuous yawn and approached the towering door to the rest of the facility. His gait was heavy and lethargic, and the bangs that echoed in the common area when he knocked earned a startled grunt. The door opened just enough for him to crawl through.

As he crouched and started to lay prone, a gelatinous mass filled the space next to him. A singular eye appeared on the edge of the gelatin while more of it continued to spill into the common area. "See you guys tomorrow!" The voice that emitted from the blue mass was tinged with eagerness and simple contentment, and a series of groans followed him as the gelatin stretched to enter the room.

"B.O.B., I do hope you've cleaned up after yourself!" called Dr. Cockroach at the blue mass sliding into a distant cell. After the only sound to greet him was the echo of the door closing, his antennae flattened to the back of his head. Lifting a pencil from his coat pocket, he crammed another sequence onto a page that was filled with myriad combinations of numbers.

The Missing Link had scurried through the opening before the gelatinous mass fully left the doorway, releasing an anxious sigh when the door slammed back down a moment after his tail surpassed it. He relaxed his jaw and enjoyed the short respite from the pain dwelling in his teeth. Turning away from the door, he peered in both directions of the corridor for any objection to his exit.