The Cost Of Doing Good

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May locked the doors as everyone walked through

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May locked the doors as everyone walked through.

"Where's Connors?" Peter asked.

"He told me he wants to stay in the truck" may said.

"Okay" Peter mumbled. Then, glancing at her, he added.
"I feel bad using Happy's place like this" he said

"No, no, no. He'll get over it." May assured him.

Max and flint sat on the couch watching TV. Flint accidentally left sand all over the cushions.
"Oh, sorry" he said, brushing it off- or at least, trying to.

Otto frowned.
"So this is your plan Peter? No lab no facilites? Just performing miracles in a condominium? What you gonna cook us some cures and some frozen burritos in a microwave?" He said

"I could go for a burrito" norman said

"They're gonna kill us all" Otto muttered.

"At this point, I might try too" I mutter under my breath.

"Let's hope not. You're up first, Doc." Peter said

"What? Hey, I told you I don't need fixing"
Otto snapped.

Peter and I circled him, studying the metal fused to his back and neck.

"I don't need fixing! Especially by some teenagers using scraps from a bachelor's junk drawer." Otto barked.

"Nah, nah, nah. He got something back there. I can feel it. That weird energy." Max said

Peter walked into the back room, pulling the white sheet off something large.

"What the hell is that?" Norman asked.

"It's a fabricator" peter said

"It can analyze design construct basically anything." I added.

"I thought that was the tanning bed Happy broke"
May said

"Look at that" May murmured, then Peter opened it- and it smashed through the wall.

"They're going to kill us all" Otto muttered again.

Peter leaned over the tablet, gesturing.
"So the chip in the back of Doc's neck was designed to protect his brain from the Al system that's controlling these tentacles, but if you look here-" Peter started.

"The chip is fried. So rather than him being the one in charge of the tentacles, the tentacles are the ones in charge of him. That's probably why he's so irritated all the time" I finished

Peter grinned.
"Exactly" he said

He leaned over my shoulder while I soldered the last piece in place.

"Remarkable. The technology and you two. When all this is over if you both need a job and you're willing to commute to another universe..." Norman said

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