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Viper's Mouse-turned-Cat (Viper x Killjoy)

Viper's Mouse-turned-Cat (Killjoy x Viper)

Chemicals boiling at one side and thin trails of smoke emitting from the open vials on the neighbouring table, the laboratory was certainly a place filled with hazardous substances that could most likely murder those foolish enough to play with them.

The threat of death didn't seem to faze the raven-haired artist, who was carefully easing the nerves of a black cat as she made her way to one of the many cages that contained various types of animals.

With so many poisons she's been working on, Viper had recently decided in directing her focus on something new. Omen's ability in teleporting wasn't easily replicable, but that didn't mean she couldn't copy any other ability.

Start simple, people say. That's exactly what the scientist intended on doing. In this case though, she's interested in replicating the notable capabilities of animals, which would explain why there were more than just mere snakes in her lab.

Lately, Viper has been focusing on crafting a type of serum, one infused with an ounce of Radianite, that would presumably cause its consumer to develop the same flexible, elastic cushioning felines have in the disks of their spine. It's the reason why she had taken in two of the stray cats she found lurking around the facility.

Much to her annoyance though, a certain German agent snuck the one with orange fur out of her lab in the middle of the night. Even when she questioned the perpetrator, the latter merely shrugged her shoulders and claimed to be completely clueless.

When she then asked why the black cat was left, the 'cat thief' merely said she didn't want to be struck with bad luck. Needless to say, the intruder was banned from entering her lab for a whole week.

"There, there..." Viper hushed the cat, whose form visibly relaxed in her arms as the mild muscle relaxant she injected it with took effect. The feline softly meowed, nuzzling its head against her fingers.

"If I didn't know better," Came a very familiar voice from behind her. "I'd say you might actually be growing attached to that little kitty."

Viper rolled her eyes at that, carefully placing the animal in its cage before she closed it and finally turned to face her uninvited guest. The cheeky smile of the techie situated on one of the stools nearly made her roll her eyes again.

"To whom do I owe the displeasure of your visit?"

"Ha. Good one." The lab intruder, Killjoy, hopped off her seat, trailing after the scientist as the latter approached the table where the vial of the cat's blood could be found. "What're you working on?"

"None of your business." Was Viper's swift and flat reply. "Which also means your annoying meddling is not welcomed here."

"Oh stop it. You love my meddling." Killjoy boldly closed in and embraced Viper from behind, prompting the said woman in becoming briefly rigid at the gesture of affection. "Come on, tell me what you're working on."

For a moment, Viper tried thinking of a reason why she was allowing this little schnecke (snail) have her way like this, especially while she's working. A few slipped into mind. Not only would it displease their superiors if she murdered a fellow agent, but it would be an absolute waste to get rid of a brain with so much knowledge and potential.

That, and maybe the immensely pleasurable 'operations' they have on the sheets weren't something to just disregard entirely. In fact, it's one of the things Viper looked forward to when the day is ending.

And maybe, just maybe, she actually does care about Killjoy. To some extent, at least.

"If I agree to your request to sleep in my quarters again, will you finally leave me to my own devices?"