Carlos' Science Journal

by Silena River

Um, I have no idea what category Welcome to Night Vale would be in. Or genre. But here it is. AU where (If you haven't heard Old Oak Doors Part 2...spoilers!) Carlos isn't stuck in the Desert Other World and instead gets a job teaching a class at NVHS. Plus, other life things happen. This "Science Journal" is basically his diary, but Cecil leaves short comments too. So, um, enjoy.

7/15/14

Cecil got me this notebook for our anniversary, bound in animal skin—I think it's a Moleskine, and I love Moleskines—along with a few crimson-colored pens. Isn't he thoughtful? And on top of that, Mayor Dana Cardinal, via coyote mail, asked me to teach my very own class this coming fall at NVHS!

At first I was unsure that I would even have the time to juggle all of my very important scientific experiments, but when I told Cecil he pointed out that teachers only work from 8am 'til 3pm on weekdays—not to mention all of those breaks, furlough days, national holidays, and bi-annual Dust Derbies held by the seniors' Dust Creature Cultivation classes. Boy, we didn't have these sorts of things when I was in high school!

Anyways, I realized that I could teach and perform my scientific experiments—sometimes maybe even simultaneously!—so I sent Mayor Cardinal an email saying I'd love to take the job. But when that didn't seem to go through—velociraptors wearing strange hats dropped to the bottom of my screen and ran across it every time I tried to press send—I followed Cecil's instructions and hissed "peaches" into my glass of (thankfully not trans-dimensional) lemonade. Strangely enough, it seemed to do the trick.

Cecil said I should call the course "Carlos' Fun Science World" and put that on a sign just above the classroom door. I gently reminded him that I would be teaching a high school class, not buying an amusement park. At this he pouted and grumbled something about more kids signing up for CFSW than some general science class. But then I hugged him, happy that he'd come up with a more reasonable name: "General Science". This seemed to satisfy him.

Then we went and got ice cream from the new Dairy Queen that literally popped out of the ground off of Main Street last Thursday. And when they say "Blizzards", they sure do mean it.

Well, um, I think I'm done now. A scientist is nothing if not verbose.

-Carlos

You looked so cute when that Dairy Queen employee blasted you with your ice cream—you were so surprised! I mean, what did you expect when you ordered an Oreo Blizzard?

~Cecil