Biting down on her bottom lip as she heard him whisper in her ear, the young woman could swear it was all that needed in order to get her in a certain mood. The kind that left them both partially if not completely undressed and bent over his desk. Despite this, she turns to face him and smiles as cool as a cucumber. “It’s nice to see you after such a long time too, Mr. Hamilton.” Pretending that they weren’t alone in his office and that his secretary or passersby were close enough to hear them she greets him. Even if it had only been a week since they’d last seen each other she had missed him dearly. Texts and phone calls simply weren’t enough. It was why she’d decided to show up unexpectedly in his office. Maria hadn’t realized he’d stepped into the room and was looking at one of his bookshelves when he’d dropped such a sexy statement out in the air. Wrapping her arms around his neck she suddenly offers him a small smirk. “Tell me, what’s the number one way in which you’d fuck me and would you be able to perform it right here, right now in your office?”
“Teresa’s shouted command for him to run was the most unneeded advice Mentras had ever been given.If the mad dwarf wanted to take on a night-forsaken wolfen in order to give him time to flee, he felt perfectly comfortable leaving her to it.”
There was absolutely nothing wrong with Gaz. Ever since her miraculous recovery she was a picture-perfect child, happy, social, obedient. Not the alienated, completely dependent on different games for stimulation, hitting everything that came too close that wasn’t her dad, child. If there was one thing that could be worrying, and that professor Membrane took a significant notice of actually, was her lowered focus and reaction times. But he couldn’t test it further at the time since he had promised to finally take the kids home and his assistant was adamant that they both need a break. That meant no lab and no tests until further notice.
So he was forced to accept for the time, that the lack of physical problems have had to simply make his daughter be able to focus on different things which resulted in a chain reaction and that’s why her scores were lower for the moment. Especially since he couldn’t accept his son’s explanation that Gazlene had been apparently healed by faeries. Not by a long shot.
Ever since she recovered, Dib in turn became more and more delusional. He had always liked all the fantastical and paranormal stuff that he could come across, but it then became borderline obsessive. He wanted answers, but he didn’t accept the cold-hard science that his father would give him.
He thought there was absolutely something wrong with Gaz. He desperately wanted to contact mothman, who apparently also knew the faeries. He became completely convinced in his delusions and wouldn’t back down. And the longer this went on, the more Membrane would become convinced that his son was actually insane.
Even with how perfectly he had been created…
But that was the risk of making a child. There hadn’t been anything wrong with Dib before but growing up can mess someone up in the most unexpected moments. And while Gaz had most troubled conception…
“Dad, listen to me!”
Something pulled at professor Membrane’s hair violently, and stopped his train of thought. His eyes finally focused beyond his goggles as he heard small footsteps moving from behind him to the front.
“Son. What are you doing?”
“Finally! We need to get back to the lab. To the forest! Come on dad, give me a chance to prove it to you,” Dib was visibly shaken. “What if I made a mistake? I was reading more about faeries and—”
“Son,” Membrane interrupted. “We will come back to the lab.”
“Really?!” the boy almost fell over with excitement.
“It’s high time, there are a lot of things to check before you have to go to skool… but you can’t go to the forest. It’s already broken you enough.”
At this Dib swayed a bit, with eyes open wide, and took a few steps back. “What…? But—”
“No buts son. We’ll go tomorrow. Go play with your sister.”
“—your younger sister and you have to take care of her.”
“…what about you?”
“I have work to do.”
Dib stayed silent for a moment before turning around and walking away from his father, dejected. What Membrane didn’t care to see was that the submission on his son’s face was soon replaced by determination.
“I’ll show you one day dad… you’ll be proud of me yet.”
“Oh,” Flip sagged a little, glad to take a foot off of her proverbial soap box. “That’s… that’s good. Not that it’s a bad thing to change, but a full body makeover is a BIG change, so you need to be sure. Ah, a day or two is much easier. You could achieve that with a glamor potion with little risk of any side effect.”
The Fairy hopped up to flit in a circle around him, curiously mulling over the logistics of alterations.
“The additional senses and eyesight changes would take some getting used to, but you could adapt fairly quickly.” She switched from speaking to Xalroc to wondering aloud to herself. “Male cats have sharp barbs on their wieners. I wonder if felinoids do as well. I’m going to have to look that up. If it’s anything like a lion wiener, that would scare the living daylights… hm. Food for thought.”