prompt: Shining
AN: set in Alt'verse
The sun was shining, the birds were singing, there were white fluffy clouds in an impossibly blue sky. It was promising to be a gorgeous day. One that Ilona had planned on enjoying - however.. She cast a weary gaze at her coworker [one of the very few she could tolerate], Sabir, and gestured to the lab with her left hand. "Do I even want to know?" she asked, using her right hand to massage the growing ache at her temples.
Sabir glanced in and shook his head no. "No, you don't. Not at all," he confirmed. Why their colleagues had to be such slacking dunderheads was beyond him. Honestly, they'd never get work started on those special projects Lord Dread Wing had assigned the lab if he and Ilona were constantly trying to undo the idiocy that their colleagues showed on a daily basis.
Ilona glanced back in and then looked at him. "So, which of us gets to be the one that tells Doctor Gangryn about this latest setback?" she asked, wishing for the tenth time since she got up that she had just ignore the emergency call from the lab. She could have been settled in the park, reading a book, instead of being stuck in the lab trying to return her colleagues to their proper state.
"I got the last one where our colleagues got themselves covered with that purple film and were stuck together for hours," he said. "It's your turn."
Ilona let out a weary sigh. "All right," she sighed. "Remind me to also schedule a session where I teach our colleagues the concept of writing a report in English. This writing in chicken has got to stop." She sighed.
Sabir merely choked back a laugh at her choice of words. "Well, at least they're finally.."
"Sabir," she began warningly.
"What? It's not everyday you meet a chicken scientist."
Ilona merely fixed him with a look. "You go see if you can undo whatever they did. I need to let the doctor know why the greenhouse experiment is being delayed, again."
The sun was shining, the birds were singing, there were white fluffy clouds in an impossibly blue sky. It was promising to be a gorgeous day. One that Ilona had planned on enjoying - however.. She cast a weary gaze at her coworker [one of the very few she could tolerate], Sabir, and gestured to the lab with her left hand. "Do I even want to know?" she asked, using her right hand to massage the growing ache at her temples.
Sabir glanced in and shook his head no. "No, you don't. Not at all," he confirmed. Why their colleagues had to be such slacking dunderheads was beyond him. Honestly, they'd never get work started on those special projects Lord Dread Wing had assigned the lab if he and Ilona were constantly trying to undo the idiocy that their colleagues showed on a daily basis.
Ilona glanced back in and then looked at him. "So, which of us gets to be the one that tells Doctor Gangryn about this latest setback?" she asked, wishing for the tenth time since she got up that she had just ignore the emergency call from the lab. She could have been settled in the park, reading a book, instead of being stuck in the lab trying to return her colleagues to their proper state.
"I got the last one where our colleagues got themselves covered with that purple film and were stuck together for hours," he said. "It's your turn."
Ilona let out a weary sigh. "All right," she sighed. "Remind me to also schedule a session where I teach our colleagues the concept of writing a report in English. This writing in chicken has got to stop." She sighed.
Sabir merely choked back a laugh at her choice of words. "Well, at least they're finally.."
"Sabir," she began warningly.
"What? It's not everyday you meet a chicken scientist."
Ilona merely fixed him with a look. "You go see if you can undo whatever they did. I need to let the doctor know why the greenhouse experiment is being delayed, again."