test tubes, darling
the stork brings them to me

as requested when I was drunk


Potassium, calcium, sulfur, no no no that wasn't right. Try again. Silicone, magneseum, zinc...

And an in-fact interruption went like this: "Wawa bayeee coh froh?"

Dr. Clark, skilled in biology, chemistry, physics, and even the masturbatory science of math, was also skilled in infant talk, seeing as it was the only form of communication beyond x/y-z=something beyond the purposes of this exercise that really made any sort of sense. "Six, eight, seven, see you in heaven, eight, ni--what?"

"Wawa bayeee coh froh?" Baby Solidus thought it was self-explanatory.

Maybe it was.

She pointed distractedly to a vial. "Test tubes, darling."

Maybe it wasn't.