P is for Pasta
On a harmless, sunny Tuesday morning, Lim was conducting an experiment about whether or not a bird carrying an apple tied to its foot would be able to fly as fast as a bird without an apple tied to its foot. "First I need to calculate the airspeed velocity of an unladen-"
"Hey, it's Professor Lim of the Physics Platoon! Hi, Lim!" Cysero cheered, walking past, pulling a noodle elemental on a leash. "Did you know I discovered a new element? Pasta!"
"What?" Lim asked incredulously, staring open-mouthed. "Pasta? How is pasta an element?"
"Because I just made it an element!" Cysero cheered cheerfully.
"You can't make an element!"
"Well, I guess it must have been already an element and I just discovered it. Oh well! I still discovered a new element!" Cysero grinned enthusiastically. Lim grimaced, think what all pandemonium the mad magical weaponsmith could do with a brand-new element to play with.
"Bye, Lim!" The mage called out as he ran off with his noodle elemental.
"Why do I even bother anymore?" Lim lamented.