Kigo

Humanities and Sciences by StarvingLunatic 1

Hello, all! The Lunatic returns with a bit of In the Middle flavor for you. For this story to make sense to you, you probably need to read In the Middle before tackling this one. The format is different from In the Middle. The chapters are not as long as In the Middle and there's not much plot, just following the trio's lives, like before.

Humanities and Sciences

1: Genetics 101 — How to Make a Cat-girl

Dementor frowned as he studied his notes for at least the millionth time. Nothing added up the way he wanted them to — and he meant way beyond the impossible mathematical formulas that littered his paper. The concept he wanted to create was just beyond him. He began to realize there was no way he could start from scratch. He had no idea what "scratch" was in this case. He was out of his element.

"I need that damned cat back," he grumbled to himself, pushing away from his desk in deep disgust with himself.

A frown set into his face that was so deep, it looked like it went all the way through his skull. He glared at his notes, like he wanted to make them burst into flames. He was close to shoving them off of the table, but he had done that before and was in no mood to have to put them back in order.

"I should be able to do this on my own! Stealing another's work makes me no better than that fool Drakken! Worse yet, stealing another's work and needing it to complete my own work puts me on the exact same level as Drakken!" he hollered louder than usual, wanting to vent some of his frustration. He had been doing that a lot lately. Shouting had not helped, though.

The thought of being like Drakken turned his stomach — literally. After a trip to the bathroom, he returned to his desk and looked over his notes more vigorously than before, hoping to find some clue for what he desired to do. There was no way he was going to end up like Drakken! He would never turn into a hack that had to steal more stuff than he could ever create only to finally snap and betray the one person in his life that could do something properly and then end up in jail over it with no way out. Yes, most of the criminal underworld knew of what Drakken did to Shego. It was old news by now, but still quite telling of a man no one really respected in the first place and now was really at the bottom of everyone's decent villain list. Hell, for some, he was at the bottom of their "decent human being" list.

Dementor silently admitted to himself Drakken sort of inspired him when it came to his current problem. The reason he had taken that "damned cat" in was because he noticed the one good thing Drakken had going for him — Shego. Odd that the beady-eyed idiot would try to kill the one good thing in his life, Dementor thought. But, then again, he had also tossed away one of the better things in his life, so he could not really judge Drakken in that regard. Although at least that damned cat had really tried to hurt him. Word around the villain scene about Drakken was that he had gone after Shego just because he thought she was leaving and the blue numbskull did not even have proof of that.

He wondered what in the hell made Drakken think of himself as genius considering some of the things that he had done. Yes, it was a good move for the moron to hire Shego since she could do all of his heavy work and also get him goods he could not seem to invent himself, even though Drakken swore he was a genius. It was a brilliant move, but of course, it had drawbacks.

Dementor, always the keen observer and researcher, had noticed how critical Shego was to Drakken's overall existence, and thought he could use a helper similar to her. Someone whom stealth came to as naturally as breathing, someone he could send into highly secure areas and trust she would never be detected. Someone loyal to a fault and would attack relentlessly upon order. And yet, someone without Shego's smart-ass personality because he was not looking to put up with constant berating or sass, which Drakken seemed to accept for some reason. That damned cat had been perfect for the job because she was more than just a damned cat, he recalled.