doofenstrudel | 06 - There will also be lemonade

[A - Action - Hospital, mid-morning]

[Heinz Doofenshmirtz had never been impressed by zombie movies. Having experienced one for himself, he was even less impressed. Taking zombie samples had been gross. Running them over had been gross. Becoming one had been really, really gross. Good thing it was all over.

Except for... well.

Doof had come to the hospital, and was making his way quickly through the halls. How nice for Mayfield to have reconstructed the whole thing while everyone was recovering. How nice for there to be halls, again. Now, if he was lucky, his labcoat would still be on site, where he left it for safekeeping. And if he was really lucky, he'd still have that little vial of awfulness that he had stolen from Doctor Weird-Hat's stash. It was all folded up and tucked away in the second-floor supply closet, behind the cleaning products and above the extra mop heads. Or it should be. He hoped.

He had the feeling, somehow, that he would not be so lucky as to completely avoid notice as he passed through the halls. That, he had resigned himself to.]

[B - Phone, locked to Red Mage, Nadeko Sengoku, Applejack, GLaDOS, etc, anyone I've forgotten]

Well. We've had some time to recover from... that. If you're still up to helping me with my renovations, I think it's time that we get to work on them! Who knows when this town may set something else on us?

I understand that you may have school, or work, or homecoming, or whatever it may be... so! We start this coming Saturday morning! Come to 457 Stone Street bright and early! There will be pancakes!

We are all going to need a good breakfast.

[He is cheerful, and gleeful, and probably full of other things, too. Also, he's confident that they all remember what he means when he talks about "renovations".]

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Apparently! Why, you weren't even aware that you put your labcoat inside a janitorial closet. You really should have a map the next time you come here.

Hey! I am perfectly aware that I put my labcoat in a janitorial closet! It's just a matter of remembering which one!

[And suddenly, context settles gently upon him.]

Wait. Wait.

Do you have my labcoat?

[Please say no, please say no...]

Wouldn't I have retrieved it for you if that had been the case? No, I don't. But I don't recall you ever having made a stop in the janitorial closet while working with me.

Look, don't you remember? I put the lab coat aside before I went zombie-eat-all-the-faces? Because I didn't want it to get stained?

[The Doctor has to be playing a game. HAS TO. He MUST be toying with him.

It would be a relief if the guy is just forgetful, but he's not sure he can count on it.]

I finished talking to you, I put it in a janitorial closet, and got on with the day.

Oh, was that a janitorial closet you put it in? I apologize, I apologize! Well, then. There's one down the hall and to the right which should be the last closet on this floor. You should be able to find your labcoat there.

It was! And I was starting to expect that it would be the last closet on this floor. Such is my luck.

[He chuckles, and starts down the hall.]

I will show myself out when I am done! No worries!

[The Doctor returns the chuckle that Doofenshmirtz gave him. It's nice to be courteous every once in a while, isn't it? It should be known that whenever he decides to act courteously, he has something in mind.]

By the by, Doof, before you "show yourself out", how did everything go with those vaccine samples you took?

[Drat. Maybe the guy was psychic, too. A mind reader. Or clairvoyant. Whatever the case, Doof's shoulders stiffened and his mouth flattened to a thin line.

But he could play this off.]

That is also what I am hoping to find out. I can only hope that you secured your own? After the wild time that I had heard went down, after all...

[Rather, the Doctor had noticed that some of his samples had been changed sometime ago. He doesn't seem all that disturbed by it, really.]

Well, no, but I am a generous man. Take as much as you would like, Doof! That vaccine is useless to me now.

[Even here, he doesn't seem particularly threatening. He's just smiling as always, barely moving a step from where he stood.]

What, you're bored with the idea already?

[How UNTHINKABLE, disposing of a failed plan! Doof tends to stockpile his. They can be repurposed for parts. Or hauled out of storage for another go.]

Taking as much as I like would be sort of hard, seeing as you've apparently lost track of your original supply.

No, they're somewhere inside the lab. They should be sitting right where we left it the last time.

[The Doctor didn't make it a habit to recycle. If a plan fails, then he's the type of person to just clean up after himself and move on. Usually, however, he wouldn't bother cleaning up, preferring to instead move on without looking back at all. True to his word, the vaccines should be sitting right where they were kept, untouched.]

It's all on the house! No, no need to thank me. I simply prefer moving on whenever I see greater opportunities.

[The Doctor always befuddled him and defied his exact expectations. And he definitely felt a headache coming on. Right behind his right eye.

Doof sighed.]

You are a different breed of evil scientist than I am, Doctor. I don't know what else I can say.

[He passed a hand over his face, and continued on his way to get his lab coat.]

If you must know, I've found that against certain people, zombification is actually a crippling weakness. And it is those certain people whose powers that I would like very much to harness.

But that shouldn't concern you. My enemy isn't your enemy.

Interesting...

[He really, really isn't sure that he gets this guy at all. And he's no longer even sure that he wants to. More than ever, he wants to get his things and get out.]

Well... Good luck with your enemies! Whoever they are.

[Walking awaaaaaaay now....]

06 - There will also be lemonade

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