[ File 44 ] [Evil TestTube au]

Folder.

TestTube sat at her desk, Trying to figure out what to do, she had read every book and solved every theory.
So what was there to do?
She skimmed top shelf, but she had discovered them all. She thought for a moment What about on top of the shelf? She reached to the dust covered top of the bookshelf, Coughing as she brushed away dust bunnies and grabbed a yellow folder, Climbing down the ladder she was on and spinning her chair to her desk and opening the folder

Experiment 44

An objects mind depends on the type of object they are, where they are and what their mood is instance a plant in a cosy cottage deep in the woods would be happy and chill, meanwhile a sheet of paper on a boat would be sad, soggy and lazy. Putting a object in a place that could change their mood could alter their mind in a way that could be positive or negative, the only way to find out is to experiment which no one has done to it being __—-ul

The last word was scratched away.
TestTube hasn't done this before.
But who could help?
She opened her phone, Flashing banging herself since her brightness was all the way up, She messages to people who stood out to her.
Trophy, Cheesy, Soap, Knife, Microphone and Paper.
The scientist waited with bated breath as the subjects slid into her lab, Knife and Trophy weren't happy to see each other, But stayed silent as TestTube led them towards a reinforced metal door "Pfft! The fuck is all this for? You keeping lions in there nerd?" Trophy taunted, TestTube gritted her teeth "Trophy, Please refrain from provoking me." She hissed, But clearly her throat "Could you all please enter the room?" She asked cheerfully, They all walked single file into the room, And she slammed the door, An intercom rang out, screeching and causing Paper to wince since he had very sensitive ears. "Hello subjects! We are currently 3 kilometres below the ground, With no escape! I'll explain what's happening to you all, You have been enrolled in my new experiment! You will get one tray of food a day, Share or I'll taze you. Goodbye!" TestTube shut off the intercom, Which let out another ghastly screech, Soap and Paper were freaking out, Microphone and Knife trying calm the two, Trophy hated to admit it, But he was fucking terrified. "WHAT DO WE DO?!" Soap shrieked "OH DEAR GOD- ITS SO FILTHY IN HERE!" Her screaming caused Paper's ears to ring loudly "SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP-" They were all cut off by the door slamming open "Would you all please be quiet? Fan is coming home in a while from taking Bot to the fun fair, And I don't feel like getting the cops called on by my husband." TestTube pushed her glasses up her face, And slammed the door, The light flickered off, Bedtime. Microphone, Knife and Paper all formed a little corner, Trophy sat away from them, Not wanting to talk.