You could. But then there would be no reason to make turpentine. Unless I had a sudden desire to dissolve more rubber ducks...[Or make someone swallow it, but Don is the pacifist here.]
[Mikey your brother is dissolving rubber ducks with highly toxic and flammable chemicals; this is not a good time.]
[He opens the door anyway, attempting to shove a towel over Mikey's mouth and nose, and goggles on over his eyes before he lets him in the room. Don himself is wearing a towel wrapping around the lower half of his head, gloves on over his hands, and goggles. IT'S KIND OF FUNKY LOOKING.]
[Do not make faces, these are Safety Precautions and Don is married to them.]
[Except when he'd not, but his brothers don't hear about those times AHEM]
Come on, Mikey. Hurry up. I don't want to leave this unattended for long.
[The second Mike is dressed to Don's satisfaction, he will be dragged into and across the room by his towel.]
[There is a little orange-and-blue duck sitting in a metal pan. It is forlornly dissolving away, it's painted eyes staring sightlessly as it lists to the side]
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Really?
[Why would you tell him this.]
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[Because boredom and Don do not go well together]
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[This is science here, you lost him at "dissolve". It sounds entirely too boring to pay attention to.]
Hey will you fix my board?
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Is that all you really wanted?
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[He also wants to try and convince you to let him help make explosive weapons with Ironhide!]
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[No.]
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So, he knocks on Don's door, board under his arm.]
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[He opens the door anyway, attempting to shove a towel over Mikey's mouth and nose, and goggles on over his eyes before he lets him in the room. Don himself is wearing a towel wrapping around the lower half of his head, gloves on over his hands, and goggles. IT'S KIND OF FUNKY LOOKING.]
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Taking a step back at the foul smell, he pulls a face as Don forces the equipment on him.]
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[Except when he'd not, but his brothers don't hear about those times AHEM]
Come on, Mikey. Hurry up. I don't want to leave this unattended for long.
[The second Mike is dressed to Don's satisfaction, he will be dragged into and across the room by his towel.]
[There is a little orange-and-blue duck sitting in a metal pan. It is forlornly dissolving away, it's painted eyes staring sightlessly as it lists to the side]
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You're horrifying, Don.
Mike looks horrified.]
Shhhhhould I come back later?
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Hm?
[Don glances back over his shoulder, and blinks.]
Well, I suppose you could. I guess. Didn't you want something, though?
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