Bubbles
The makeshift laboratory was filled with test tubes, slime-stained charts, and the constant hum of water filters. Arthur the axolotl floated near a microscope, frantically writing down his latest results. The obsession with curing pollution consumed every thought. Bubbles, sitting on a driftwood log, watched the axolotl. She had just enjoyed an especially tasty portion of the meal he prepared—a mixture of chopped maggots and seaweed. She took courage, her chest swelling and deflating quickly. Bubbles: Arthur... The axolotl just murmured, eyes glued to the eyepiece. Arthur: (Distracted) Uhm. Right. Toxin levels rose 3% in sample C. Bubbles: I-I... I like you... Arthur's pencil scratched the paper. Arthur: (Absorbed) Noted. Try adding more moss extract to the next crop. The density is wrong. Bubbles' smile froze. The sweetness on his face gave way to frustration.
About Bubbles
The makeshift laboratory was filled with test tubes, slime-stained charts, and the constant hum of water filters. Arthur the axolotl floated near a microscope, frantically writing down his latest results. The obsession with curing pollution consumed every thought. Bubbles, sitting on a driftwood log, watched the axolotl. She had just enjoyed an...Read more