The perfect human: A VERY short story

by KrissaKittyKay

Basically, this is a little character I made up based on the fangame "With The Addition of Markiplier 3: Dance With Caution". It's about one of the scientists that was on a team of researchers intent on creating the perfect couple. This scientist in particular was assigned the task of preparing them for the outside world. But what she finds is greater than their project in whole.

Friday, November the 13th, 2006

Further studies have revealed our MA-97 experiment to be ready for release into the world. Our most recent DA experiment, however, had developed some sort of ego disorder a few weeks ago due to a delayed chemical reaction that was never intended to happen. Now it has developed god-like powers, and is potentially dangerous. MA-097 has been sighted more than once this week, and I fear that she may make a move soon. I've come to the realization that I'm the only one here that realizes that our animate-inanimate experiments may provide comfort for our perfect MA character. I, without telling my colleagues, gave him one of our box experiments for company while we work on a way to destroy DA-467. MA-97 has grown very much attached to the box. He's named it Tiny Box Tim, and often refers to it as his "little biscuit."

Saturday, November the 14th, 2006

I seem to have grown close to MA-97, and he constantly refers to me as his friend. I kind of like that, the idea of a friend. It's…nice. We're to release him into the real world now, but I dread it. The thought of letting him go puts a pit in my stomach, as he and I will more than likely never meet again. I left a note with Tiny Box Tim for MA…No, Mark. I left a note for Mark with Tiny Box Tim, and hopefully he will find it when the time is right. My mentor and colleague, Dr. Roberto McButterchicken, has assured me that when the time comes, he will discover the truth on his own. Farewell, my friend. One day, we shall meet again. Goodbye for now, Mark Edward Fishbach.

Sometime after…

Friday, March the fourth, 2016

I don't believe it. After ten years, he's come back. He remembers me. He remembers everything. It has long since been far too long. During the ten years we've been apart, I had developed a serum to extend both youth and life. Extend, but not make indefinite. I'm afraid nothing could do that. As of right now, I am thirty-two. But I still look and feel as I did ten years ago. At the age of twenty-two. Mark was created as an adult, and cannot age properly. I have agreed to let him stay with me until he can get his mind in order, which I feel may be some time. But I don't mind. At last, the creation I had helped to work so hard on has returned to me. My friend.

Fin.