Farther still...
Oscar had been chosen.
The president of the scientists had been convicted of oddness. Anything could have happened- the science department could have become an anarchy, they could have chosen Odelia, or Odie, or any other worthy scientists. But Ms. O and the scientists had chosen the plucky, awkward, anxiety-riddled scientist. Oscar.
Oscar had loved Olive and Otto and wasn't ready to let go of them or Olympia and Otis. He knew he could trust Oona with the lab anytime, but was she ready for the responsibility? He wasn't ready to leave Ms. O. He wasn't ready to lead the scientists. He fiddled with his sleeves nervously. "Can I talk to you for a second?
Ms. O walked with him to the center of the busy plaza.
"Ms. O-"
"You're the president now. Call me Oprah."
"Opr- yeah, that's gonna take some getting used to...I mean, this is a huge honor, and I'd love to accept..."
"But?" Ms. O questioned.
"Well, I might not get to see you all the time!" Oscar stammered.
"I know. But they need you here. Don't worry. We'll visit. It'll be cool. Now go. Be the great leader I know you are!" Ms. O said, looking him in the eyes. She walked away, about to head back to headquarters.
A few seconds later, Oscar heard her tiny footsteps heading back towards him.
"Uuuhhhh....actually, how about we hang out right now?"
"Yeah. That'd be nice!"
They sat together, drinking juice boxes and staring at the sky.
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The Archer And The Arrow- An Odd Squad Fanfiction
Historia Corta[WARNING: THIS WAS WRITTEN QUITE A FEW YEARS AGO SO ITS PROBABLY BAD] I thought of this and then it made me really sad. So I'm making everyone else sad with it. This might only be one or two chapters, and it switches around the perspectives without...
