The sound echoed through the empty lab, reverberating off the cold steel walls, out the door, and down the hall. A group of secretaries who happened to be standing in the hall talking heard it. Most looked around, wondering what could be making that horrible sound. But one, who knew what the racket was, just shook his head and sighed.
The sound was laughter. Not just any laughter, not the jolly chortling of an old fat man, or the gleeful giggles of children at play. No, this was the laughter of evil, the characteristic "Mwa ha ha ha ha ha HAA!" of the evil bearded guy on "Wacky Races." It was a sound that struck fear in the hearts of lab mice and shook the very nerves of Rufus Shinra, President of Shinra Electric Power Company ("Better Living through Messing With Nature.")
"****!" Rufus shouted, throwing his Dreamcast controller against the wall. He stood and stormed out of the room, knocking a stack of papers off his desk as he went past it.
"SHANIA!" he shouted. His secretary dropped her vibrating massager and rushed into his office.
"What is making that sound?" Rufus demanded.
"Uh, I think it's comming from the labs, sir," the secratary replied, "By the way, Mr. President, I-"
"Hold my calls," Rufus said, with courage and determination in his voice (or so he liked to think), "I'm going down."
"But sir, Prof. Hojo said-"
"It doesn't matter what he said! My head is killing me and that damn racket isn't helping."
Shania sighed. "Very well, sir."
"Yeah, well, hold my calls." With that, Rufus turned and strode off towards the elevators.
* * * *
Professor Manuel X. Hojo was standing over his speciman tray laughing his maniacal laugh when Rufus walked in.
"HOJO!" Rufus shouted. "What is the meaning of disturbing my 'me' time when-" The disgruntled president's tirade was cut short by the mad scientist's babbling.
"Oh how I have waited for this day! The day my dream would finally become a reality... OH! words cannot describe how glorious this day-"
"SHUT UP!" Rufus's temper finally gave in. He sighed and composed himself. "Now, you lunatic, what is it exactly you're going on about?"
"Seventeen weeks."
"Say what?"
"Seventeen weeks it has taken me. Seventeen long week slaving over a hot lab tray." He started pacing around the room. "They said it couldn't be done. They said in such a short time, it just wasn't possible. Such tedious work, it would take ages." He stopped and turned to face Rufus dramatically. "But I have just proven them all wrong in just seventeen weeks!"
"What did you do?" the exasperated Rufus said.
Hojo held up a puzzle box. "Bottom right corner. Read."
"Two to four years. So?"
"And I have done it in only seventeen weeks!"
The sound was laughter. Not just any laughter, not the jolly chortling of an old fat man, or the gleeful giggles of children at play. No, this was the laughter of evil, the characteristic "Mwa ha ha ha ha ha HAA!" of the evil bearded guy on "Wacky Races." It was a sound that struck fear in the hearts of lab mice and shook the very nerves of Rufus Shinra, President of Shinra Electric Power Company ("Better Living through Messing With Nature.")
"****!" Rufus shouted, throwing his Dreamcast controller against the wall. He stood and stormed out of the room, knocking a stack of papers off his desk as he went past it.
"SHANIA!" he shouted. His secretary dropped her vibrating massager and rushed into his office.
"What is making that sound?" Rufus demanded.
"Uh, I think it's comming from the labs, sir," the secratary replied, "By the way, Mr. President, I-"
"Hold my calls," Rufus said, with courage and determination in his voice (or so he liked to think), "I'm going down."
"But sir, Prof. Hojo said-"
"It doesn't matter what he said! My head is killing me and that damn racket isn't helping."
Shania sighed. "Very well, sir."
"Yeah, well, hold my calls." With that, Rufus turned and strode off towards the elevators.
* * * *
Professor Manuel X. Hojo was standing over his speciman tray laughing his maniacal laugh when Rufus walked in.
"HOJO!" Rufus shouted. "What is the meaning of disturbing my 'me' time when-" The disgruntled president's tirade was cut short by the mad scientist's babbling.
"Oh how I have waited for this day! The day my dream would finally become a reality... OH! words cannot describe how glorious this day-"
"SHUT UP!" Rufus's temper finally gave in. He sighed and composed himself. "Now, you lunatic, what is it exactly you're going on about?"
"Seventeen weeks."
"Say what?"
"Seventeen weeks it has taken me. Seventeen long week slaving over a hot lab tray." He started pacing around the room. "They said it couldn't be done. They said in such a short time, it just wasn't possible. Such tedious work, it would take ages." He stopped and turned to face Rufus dramatically. "But I have just proven them all wrong in just seventeen weeks!"
"What did you do?" the exasperated Rufus said.
Hojo held up a puzzle box. "Bottom right corner. Read."
"Two to four years. So?"
"And I have done it in only seventeen weeks!"