It was a brutally boring day for y/n as she sat on the couch being very very BORED.
Sighing, she turned on merflix and went to one of her favorite shows, Mystery Science Theater 3000. Of course, she had already watched all of the episodes, but, I mean, who can ever get tired of this kind of show?
Halfway through her favorite episode, she began to feel sick. She shrugged it off, thinking it'll pass soon enough. But it didn't. Not one bit.
She groaned, one hand on her stomach, and one on her mouth. A wave of nausea washed over her and she ran to the nearest sink. But she never made it. Y/n collasped on the floor, out like a light.
Moments later, y/n's form began to shimmer and waver. Slowly, ever so slowly, her body disappeared into nothingness.
KINGA'S POV
I let out an evil chuckle as the next test subject slowly appeared on the floor. I turned around to get Max, but I couldn't see him.
"MAX! GET OUT HERE!" I screeched, annoyed. Max came scurrying out from around the corner, holding a sandwich. "Sorry, sorry, I'm on my lunch break." He panted.
I put on a false smile. "Aw, sweetie sorry 'bout that, how bout you go and GET JONAH AND THOSE STUPID ROBOTS!" He gave a small, terrified
'yes your most evilness' and ran off retrieve the transport for the 'new girl'.
I grinned evilly to myself.
'We'll see how long it'll take you to crack, y/n. We'll see.'
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Mwaaahhaaaahahahahahahahaaaaa I feel evil. I have been waiting to write this for a LONG while. I just think Crow is adorbsable. That's the only other reason I'm writing this.
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The Dark Side of the Moon: A Mystery Science Theater 3000 fanfic
Humory/n was watching netflix on the couch, as always. Little did she know, the evil scientist Kinga decided to bring in another test subject. And she happened to pick y/n. Humor, y'all. Humor.
