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☆⁂☆ !FLUFF! CRAZY SCIENTIST X CRAZY SCIENTIST?!?!?! --------------- "Hey, how's things?" I ask my friend who's still on her own, in my apartment. "Things are great! I'm just watching the news and stuff, baby's kicking a lot tho, wish it would fuck off sometimes or just pop out already." Practically hearing her sarcastic eye roll I giggle awaiting the perfect silence where I can tell her the news that can cure my boredom. "What's going on with you y/n? You haven't been back since this morning and it's later than your usual study time on that slime stuff." "Yeah, about that. I found a group that specialises in the stuff I've been researching, they've offered me a job where I can stay here and work over night and come and go as I please to use their lab. But uh, that means you'll be alone, so I'll bring you food and drinks and whatever you need, and~ you get the entire place all to yourself. You can call me whenever you need to or want to and I promise I'll do my best to answer..is this all ok with you..?" I twirled my finger around the phone wire from the receptionists desk, knowing Janine was listening In to the most boring conversation ever. "Are you kidding me?! that's so cool! You've got a little nerd club?! Your boredom is healed y/n! yes that's fine! I'm happy to have your way nicer apartment all to myself too and free drinks and food?! You're mad for thinking a pregnant 30 year old would ever refuse!" She screams down the phone making me laugh aloud, Janine glancing up from behind her glasses. "Ok well I'm glad you're feeling chipper about it. There's food and stuff in the fridge help yourself tell me when we're out. I gotta go though so, have fun!" Her echoed bye was all that I heard last before I put the phone down on its placement. "How many months along is she?" Janines monotone voice questioned catching me by complete surprise. How did she even hear that part.. "oh uh, she's about 8 months now." I smiled sweetly at the thought of me meeting my best friends child was only a month away. "How cute-" "y/n! Experiments!" Egons voice boomed from the lab. Glancing a sorry expression to the bored receptionist I began sauntering up the steps for more and more tests and research.
"Ok! So what are your plans Egon?" Folding my arms and leaning against the wall I look up at him as he focuses hard on writing notes. His hands..I internally melt at the sight.. "Well! I wanted to piggy back from your plans- testing the different emotion responses, now- we need the genuine emotions, we can't really just fake them.." he trailed off in thought awaiting my take. "What do you suggest we do first? On my charts I have tested anger, as you have, but have yet to test...let's see here..arousal, sadness, love, happiness- and so on- basic human instinctual reactions. I Just don't know how to portray them-" "before we get ahead of ourselves! We should section them, easiest to hardest. I think happiness, sadness are first and love and arousal are..well..complicated.." a light tint spread across his face again at the mere words. I nod in agreement. "So happiness. Who can we use and how can we make them happy?" I frown. But as if a cartoon light bulb flashed upon my head my eyes lit up in excitement. Egon took notice quickly and smiled at my reaction, he turned around and set the beaker of slime onto the table infront of us both knowing I had a good plan. "Go on y/n." He smiled. She's so cute.. "My friend. She is 8 months pregnant- the one who founded the slime in the pipes in her apartment, she is extremely hormonal at the moment, sobbing and laughing manically is her main thing! What time are we on..?" Egon flips his wrist slightly and peers against his posh watch, "9:53." "Dammit she'll probably be getting ready for bed by now or Just asleep on my couch..is there anyway of driving to my apartment fast? Not a cab because we won't be able to get past traffic easy?" My finger taps against the table steadily paced, as I bite my lip in thought. Once again missing the intoxicated look on Egons face as he watch my lips. He coughs bringing me back to him, our eyes locking. "W-well im sure the others wont mind us using the e-ecto1.." he scratched the side of his neck nervously. I frown still only having been here for the mere day. "What the hell is an ecto1?" His eyes dart to mine again "oh! Right, it feels like you've been here for years already, w-wow..ha..the ecto1 is the business vehicle.. it'll get us through traffic quicker if we put the lights and siren on." A grin replaces my confusion. "Brilliant! Let's go!" I spot a rush of excitement revel through Egons face as he grabs my hand in his bloody massive one and drags me down the stairs and to the strangely cool car.
