Taming Otto

Day Two

It's the second day of classes and today you have your psychology courses.

When Octavius was busy building the reactor and "terrorizing" the city, you had given up on your dreams of working with him. Psychology was never the plan but you thought the world had lost the brilliant Dr. Octavius, so you had no choice but to improvise and switch paths.

Now that he was back from his mystery trip after the events of five years ago, you've decided to take the risk and resume your physics journey. However, you are reluctant to fully commit to his field. You can't help but doubt the change and development that Otto cites due to the Bugle clouding your judgement. You understand why he was the way he was, but you can't help but hesitate your trust. So to ensure you have a backup plan, you have continued to take psychology classes.

You exit your dorm building, ready for the day, as you see a familiar yet unwelcome face, this early in the morning.

You try to ignore the figure, who's shadow now looms over you but, just as you remember, Otto is still the same persistent soul.

"Y/N!"

You've got to be kidding me.. as if he didn't humiliate me enough yesterday..

"Morning Dr. Octavius"

"Please, call me Otto."

"No disrespect, but I will continue to call you Dr. Octavius, sir."

"Why? You act as though we are strangers?"

"Because we are sir. Listen, just because I'm his niece, and I saw what went down that day, doesn't mean you know me okay?!"

"Y/n..."

"No, I'm sorry sir. Look I've gotta get to class. I will see you tomorrow in YOUR class". You pick up the pace and head into the psychology building.

It's only the second day and already I wish I had just stuck with psychology. His persistent behavior makes you wonder yet again if he has really changed.

Otto stands in shock and awe outside as he watches you walk away from him. How could she be so disrespectful!

"Don't worry," he murmurs to his mechanical companions, "we'll fix that nasty attitude.. by any means necessary"

Otto turns around to see several students staring at him.

"What do you want?", his mechanical arms begin scanning the crowd.

The students scatter, afraid his temper will turn the arms against them.

Otto sighs as he turns again to the one thing in this world that understands him, his arms. "Y/n may be the only person on this earth that can see us for more than our mistakes..."