[Richard McGuiness] "So, you see our newest district leader?"

[Scotty "Roundhouse" Dale] "C13? Yeah, I think it's a robot of some kind."

[Richard McGuiness] "Yeah, it's odd bullshit-science smart phone with a couple of apps."

[Scotty "Roundhouse" Dale] "Well it's a really nice smart phone. Wish my iTele came with that kinda stuff."

[Richard McGuiness] "You think we gonna cover it much in this story?"

[Scotty "Roundhouse" Dale] "Doubtful. Our main protagonists are past it. We'd be lucky if they even gave a gloss-over of it."

[Richard McGuiness] "Damn. Oh well."

[Scotty "Roundhouse" Dale] "Wait, we're on the Vault Hunter ship right now. I thought they weren't in broadcast range."

[Richard McGuiness] "They are now. Apparently they moved closer or something. Whatever. Makes it convenient for the plot."

"Scalpel."

"Scalpel." A large blade dropped into a red-stained white glove, kicking up a small splash of liquid from the wet surface.

"Swab."

"Swab." A clean white swab was wiped over a sweaty brow, being immediately discarded afterwards.

"Chocolate."

"Chocolate." A small chunk of chocolate was tossed into an awaiting mouth, chomping on it earnestly.

Doctor Suture licked his lips, savoring the sweet Nurse Katelyn had deposited into his mouth. "Mm, caramel and milk chocolate."

He glanced at the specimen on his table, a dissected jelly doughnut. It appeared to be pulsating slightly, as if it was breathing. "Specimen is still responsive, despite repeated assaults on all known vital spots. I am unable to certify if it is sentient, but it is capable of responding to Hailey Pyrus's music video. Though in all honesty, I've met rocks who reacted with more positive reactions than this doughnut did."

Just to remind him of the reaction the doughnut had to the previous video, it spewed a blast of red jelly at his face. It splattered him in the eye, blinding him temporarily.

"Apparently it memorized the pop star's name," he noted calmly as Katelyn wiped his face off. "That indicates basic intelligence at least. Quick! Ask it a Trivial Chase question!"

"What are the top leading causes of heterosexual divorces?" asked the Nurse to the doughnuts, not at all bothered by the ridiculous concept of interrogating a fried bread product.

It spat a wad of jelly at her, landing right in the cleavage of her outfit.

"Damn it that was a Family Fight question!" snapped Suture angrily. "Okay, questions are obviously not working. I am beginning to think it is not sentient, but is capable of memorization, a basic animal instinct."

"How was it formed?" asked Katelyn absently replacing her shirt, knowing full well he would never turn his head to even glance at her in the middle of an operation.

"That mystery has so far alluded me. I detect no radiation, nor genetic experimentation. It is as if it was born like this. Perhaps I have discovered a new species."

"Shouldn't we keep it alive then? What if it's endangered?"

"If it's endangered, it'd be a real shame if I didn't take its organs apart."

He grinned, flashing more of his scalpels in his fists. "Let's dissect."

"Wait!" roared a voice bursting through his door.

He glanced up and saw a rather, um, robust female standing in the doorway.

"What are you doing to my doughnut!?" roared Not-So-Tiny Tina. She turned to a random direction. "By the way audience, that's right. I'm back bitches. But back to the main reason I walked in from stage right: What are you doing to my doughnut?"

"Science!" exclaimed Suture excitedly.

She looked generally interested. "Really? So that scientist thing was legit?"

"Yes. Unlike your resident Doctor Zed, my medical degree is actually legitimate. Would you like to participate?"

"Oh yeah! What do I gotta do Doc?"

"Get a lab coat. Goggles and face mask optional, I prefer neither."

Tina ran over to a side room, the sounds of clothing being discarded being heard. Then she appeared, wearing a lab coat that lay completely open, absolutely nothing underneath it except for her pants.

"Damn it my bazongas won't fit!" she snapped aggravated, trying to pull the fabric over them to no avail.

The combination of such an attractive girl in a lab coat and her rather revealed breasts would've killed most men from nasal blood loss, but Suture was dignified. He calmly reached to his waist and ripped his belt off, his pants staying in due to their thin design.

"Take this and tie it around your coat," he instructed sternly. "It should prevent your breasts from interfering with your outfit."

She nodded and tightened it to the best of her ability, at least covering the more private areas of the breasts from being exposed to the open air. And the rather sensitive nurse-fetishist doctor.

"Okay, now, stand near the subject."

She popped over, peering over the dissected doughnut with glee. "What now?"

The doughnut spat at her, hitting her right in the face.

"Oh God it's like hentai but without the tentacles!" she roared wiping her face rapidly in terror.

"I will ignore that comment," muttered Suture blankly. "Swab her Nurse Katelyn."

"What's she gonna do?!" asked Tina panicking slightly. "Because I'm not in the mood for anything like that if you know what I'm saying home dawg!"

"It's just to clean your face," assured Nurse Katelyn wiping the face of the young girl. "I wish I could be working with Doctor Suture. He is a genius."

"Yes I am," stated the surgeon. "Now please return to the subject when you are ready."

"It's not gonna climax all over my face again is it?"

"The action you are referring to is highly unlikely to be the same action as what this subject is currently doing, as the refuse it is depositing is its internal organs. At least I think, it could just be jelly."

Tina leaned back in, shielding her face with her forearm. "What now?"

"I am going split it in half and see what happens."

"Will that hurt?" she asked mildly concerned.

"By my standards or the Geneva's Convention?"

"Uh…"

"It's going to hurt like the dickens on this thing."

Tina grinned, her mood rapidly swinging like a pendulum. "Make it suffer! Do it! Do it!"

"I love the way you think," stated Suture giving a shark grin.

He split the flesh in a perfect line, pulling the doughy exterior further back. Then he cut through, leaving it in two pieces.

The two pieces then began to squirm and shifted towards each other, as if they were trying to fuse together.

"Oh God it's having sex with itself!" yelled Tina. "Is that masturbation or incest?!"

"I don't know," he answered honestly. "Where did you get this subject from?"

"It's my uncle's recipe."

"What does it call for?"

"You know, standard stuff. Flour, salt, yeast, butter, sugar, water, corn oil, strawberry jam, caster sugar, cinnamon, five freshly-picked virgin souls. The basics."

Suture glanced at the convulsing donut. "That explains a lot."

"The virgin souls?"

"No."

He raised his scalpel high, his eyes burning with fury. "This donut was made…WITHOUT EGGS!"

He stabbed it violently, denting the table with the force. He began to repeat this at a furious rate, throwing medical equipment and jelly everywhere.

He threw the scalpel away when he was certain the doughnut had stopped moving, panting heavily. "Well…that killed it."

Tina popped her out from behind a table, having taken cover when he began his fit. "You done?"

"I think so."

"Good. You owe me a donut."

Suture nodded, stripping his lab coat off and revealing his toned chest covered in jelly. "Now would be a good time to depart. Oh, and I'm going to need that lab coat back."

Tina grinned and threw it off, leaving her bare from the waist up. "Of course! Here you go!"

He grabbed it, not at all bothered by her partial nakedness. "Thank you."

The girl stopped, confused by his calmness. "Most people either freak out or nosebleed when I get naked. Why don't you?"

"Unless you're nude on an operating table, I find no interest in you. And I grew up without any social taboos."

Tina gasped. "Me too! It's so refreshing to meet another enlightened individual such as yourself!"

"I agree."

"Methinks we should become acquaintances on Saturdays and Wednesdays over cups of tea and crumpets, with salad for our midday meal."

"I think that sounds pleasant."

Tina began walking out, then remember that she was shirtless. "Oh, right. Can't let that creep Mel see me without a shirt. He'd probably die of glee or something."

"How rude. He could at least stay conscious enough to hold a conversation."

"That's what I'm saying! Anyway, gotta get going! Bye!"

She skipped off happily, seemingly glad she had made a new friend.

"She left without her shirt," said Nurse Katelyn, another 'enlightened' individual who had no social taboos for nudity or anything else for that matter.

"I noticed that as well. I think she had other things in mind."

"Should we remind her?"

"I see no reason to do that. Now…"

He wiped a strand of jelly from his chest and licked it, savoring the flavor. "I think I'll have a strawberry bath today."

"Of course. I will draw one for you."

"Yes. And make the bath too."

Katelyn grabbed a nearby artist easel and pencil, walking towards the bathroom to draw/make a bath.

"Good. Now…"

He looked around at his messy lab and noted the bits of doughnut guts, trashed medical equipment and various miscellaneous items such as toothbrushes and ointment.

"Well everything appears to be in order," he stated walking towards the bathroom. "Time for that strawberry bath."

That scene…I don't know what that scene was based off of.