World / Series: Steve Labs, Alux Rising (Mentioned)
Timeline: N/A
Overall Feeling: Calm with hints of mischief
AU: Steve Lab
Characters: Sabre / Professor Favre, Rainbow Assistant, Assistant Steve, Alux (Mentioned)
Settings: The Lab
Word Count: 1561
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Prof. Favre hums happily as they follow the worn down path he had made back to his lab, he had just recently returned from his trip beyond the borders of the world he created with his lab and had come back with a wonderful yield of all sorts of things he had found on his travels. He would have loved to have his two dearest Assistants joined him, but he knows that they are not ready for the other worlds and continuities.
Well, even if they were ready to explore, they would be immediately traumatized or prefer that they never get introduced to the multiverse and world traveling.
Which would be a shame, but for the best. Not everyone is suited for such a thing and really, why would anyone want to go through the existential crisis? Not many and quite frankly, he values his Assistants safety and healths over his own. Nonetheless, he can't wait to go home and see how his wonderful assistants have been doing!
Or how much work he would have to do or even how much updates and maintenance he would have to clear up with Assistant Steve.
He still questioned why he had taken Professor Red's advice and built himself an assistant with a genocidal function. Or an Artificial Intelligence with an actual fully developed soul. Even he has no power over creation in a manner like that and he's far more powerless than all the others. Even though he's very much an enigma.
Nonetheless, he just wants to return to the lab, clear his almost entirely full inventory and bother his Assistants with stories that are very much true and not just lies. His Assistants assumptions, not his own. They still don't believe him when he explains that that One day long trip is actually practically a month long trip.
Eh, he wasn't too bothered by it anyways, he let his Assistant believe what they want. That is, until he inevitably has them learn anyways, he can't keep them sheltered forever.
Nonetheless, he continued walking the path until at long last, he arrives back to the Lab, his home sweet home–
An explosion went off and the ground shuddered quite a bit as smoke came out from the Lab.
"ASSISTANT STEVE WHAT THE VOID DID YOU DO THIS TIME?!"
Professor Favre sighs in exasperation, he thought he had hidden away all of the TNT and other explosives they had on hand to the deepest reaches of the pantry? Which...now he thought about it, who was in charge of cleaning it today? He would have to make sure that they're both following schedule as planned and not bribed each other to escape their responsibilities.
...He should hurry before Assistant Steve finds his forbidden stash of explosives that's enough to make even a fully powered god feel crippled.
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"So, let me get this straight– Assistant was cleaning the pantry since it was his turn today, he found my stash of explosives and decided to experiment with it ranges and firepower near my library, which– I warned you both constantly to stay away from and now the living room is a mess." Prof. Favre summarized, utterly dumbfounded.
Assistant Steve had the guts (or lack thereof for being an android) to look apologetic.
"I apologize. Professor. I had not foreseen the damage to be so severe." Assistant Steve apologizes, Rainbow simply just looks away. Prof. Favre on the other hand, simply just sighs in exhaustion. "Honestly, I should have known this would have happened, but at the same time, I had too much hope for the explosives to not be found so soon." He admitted, mostly for himself, but the slowly growing and demonic grin on Assistant Steve's face did not make none of them happy.
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Chromatober 2024 - Steve Lab Edition
FanfictionI'm giving this a try, it's been a very long time since I done any prompts related events. Plus this might as well be a decent attempt in writing FMS related content again, it's been far too long. Also, out of all the Steves Related Series-- I can o...
