all aboard the steelship. oh, you sly devil, you.

May 01, 2008 22:32

MWAHAHAHAHA. I am pleased.


84. Rubber

“ It’s not big enough.” Buson stuck out his lower lip in an exaggerated pout. Bashou sighed, obviously frustrated with the situation. They had been trying to make this work for over fifteen minutes now, which was far too long to try his patience.

“ Well, this is the largest size they make. I don’t know what to tell you.”

The latex was stretched past it’s limit, making it pointless for Buson to even wear the thing. There was no way it would be useful in keeping anything contained.

“ Is it really that necessary, anyway? You’re clean, aren’t you, Buson?”

“ Yeah.” The blonde insisted in response to his partner’s question. “ I’m clean, I’m clean.”

“ Not permissible.” Professor Sebastian shook his head sternly. “ I can’t let you into this part of the laboratory unless you’re wearing rubber gloves and protective masks. We can’t risk the spread of any viruses, bacteria, and all sorts of germy things like that. The hands are the dirtiest part of the body, you know. This is a sterile environment, boys…”

“ I can’t fit my hand in the freakin’ glove!” Buson protested once more.

Sebastian shook his head again, firm with the rules. Eager as they were to field test his new invention, he would wrap them in saran wrap if he had to before letting them contaminate the lab.

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