Carolina sat in her AP Chemistry class, bored as all hell with the substitute for today.
"Hello shitheads, my name is Church. No, I am not related to your actual teacher. He said you guys were working on a lab, so... Go crazy."
Carolina sighed and trudged herself to the lab table, knowing that she'd have to put up with another day of teens trying to crack one too many jokes. She set up the lab, being careful of chemicals and sharp tools. While doing so, someone stood in front of the table.
The redhead looked up to see a kind-looking girl in a hijab, who gave a small smile.
"Hello, I'm new and I don't exactly have a partner..."
Carolina would've yanked her over o the lab station if she didn't look so shy.
"Please, please be my partner. I can't put up with any more dick jokes." Carolina pleaded.
The girl laughed, and nodded her head, helping the other set up lab equipment.
"So... What is your name?"
"Carolina. You?"
"Kimball... Nice to meet you, Carolina."
~~~~~
After that small, slightly abrupt introduction, the two became friends who happened to be lab partners, and not vise-versa.
Kimball and Carolina got consecutive A's on all their lab reports, making the teacher quite impressed.
He was so impressed, that she asked the two to talk to the new students that day.
"I think that I would find it helpful if you two were to help the new students." The 'other' Dr. Church declared in his accent. Carolina and Kimball exchanged looks, not sure if that was a brilliant idea.
"What exactly do you want us to do...?"
"I have a substitute tomorrow who doesn't know a thing about science, so if you came in during your lunch period, it would be greatly appreciated if you set up the equipment."
"But-"
"It's worth extra credit."
"Deal."
~~~~~
The two girls did as they were told, and came to the classroom the next day. The man sitting in the desk looked rather gruff, and was reading a robotics assembly guide. Once he saw Kimball and Carolina, he gave a smile and say up to shake their hands.
"The name's Sarge. I'm guessing you two are helpin' set up the lab?"
"Yes... Sir?" Kimball said warily. The man nodded, and sat back down on his chair while the pair moved to the back of the room to get supplies.
"He seems... Edgy."
"He looks like some sort of war hero, don't you think?" Carolina whispered, trying not to let the man hear him.
Kimball glanced over Carolina's shoulder to get another look at him, and then nodded in agreement. The two chuckled as they began setting up containers.
After about thirty minutes, Carolina held up an odd clear substance in an odd container.
"Huh... He didn't label it... What do you think it is?"
Kimball eyed the mysterious liquid, but shrugged. Carolina did as well and put it back, not paying any attention to it.
After all the supplies had been set up, there had been an item missing, which was narrowed down to the odd vial from earlier. Kimball picked it up, trying to find any clues, but none were found with just an image.
Carolina was a pretty smart person, but it fascinates her whenever Kimball goes into full-on scientist mode. Even with the shadow cast upon her eyes, she could see the true person at work. It was almost like-
"Ladies!" Sarge yelled unexpectedly, scaring the two girls.
Kimball had jumped, causing the contain to slip out of her hands and lay upside-down on the table. The pair checked themselves to make sure that it didn't touch them, but came to a freezing halt when they stared at the table.
The table was melting.
Kimball rushed to the cabinets, trying to find some sort of solution to stop the room from turing into lava, but the table's center had already started to collapse. Carolina had stepped back from the table, trying to get all the supplies off of it and out of harm's way.
At that moment, the door squeaked open as he walked in.
Dr. Church was not impressed.
"What is going on here?" He growled, examining the table's reaction.
"I-I- You didn't label it- and- and-"
"That would be my fault, Mister, I was the one who spooked 'em a bit." Sarge admitted, feeling bad for the girls.
The Director sighed, and waved his hand, signaling for Carolina and Kimball to leave.
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"Kimball, don't ever, ever, get scared again."
"That's a lot to ask of me, Carolina."
"I'm serious. I'm going to get so much trouble for this..."
"Hey, Carolina?"
"What?"
"Do we still get extra credit?"
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Red Vs Blue Book of One-Shots
Short StoryAlthough our favorite group of idiots may not know how to solve life's problems, they do know how to fulfill one thing: Laughter beyond your wildest imagines.