AN: Sorry it took like, an eternity to get this posted, lots have been going on and I'm not gonna bore you with the details. Anyways, I don't remember a thing about what the scientists were like, I haven't seen that episode in like forever, so the scientists are not gonna be in character, I repeat NOT gonna be in character!
All BLoSC characters are property of Pixar and Disney, yada yada yada. Thank you and good night.
Chapter 3: The Scientists Strike Again
If there was a record for sprinting across the surface of an uncharted moon in full ranger equipment on the brink of dusk and meeting up with a shaking, traumatized robot, Booster thrashed it. He had spotted XR a mile away, or at least it seemed like a mile, the little robot was pacing frantically back and forth in front of a large rock. What really scared Booster was the fact that he was alone. Panting slightly, Booster raced up to his friend.
"I've...been looking...everywhere for you..." he gasped.
"Booster!" XR cried, "I'm so glad you're here. Buzz passed out."
"What?" Booster asked, stunned.
"Yeah, we were just strolling along like everything's fine and then..." XR stopped mid-sentence and changed the subject, "Where's Mira?" he asked.
"Back at 42, something's really wrong with her, XR."
"Like what?" "Well, she can't even stand up right, it's like..."
"Like she's a really tall two-year-old trying to walk for the first time."
"Yeah." Booster's face turned pale, "You don't think..."
"Buzz and Mira are morphing into toddlers!" XR concluded.
Booster looked down strangely at XR. "What?" the robot protested, "It could happen."
"Alright, XR, we need to take Buzz to 42. Where is he?" "Inside that cave," XR pointed, "or was it that one?"
"You don't remember?"
"It was inside a cave, I know that much!"
"XR! There must be three hundred caves per square yard on this thing." Booster moaned.
"And they all look alike, too." XR thought for a moment. "Tell ya what," he said, "how about you find Buzz and get him to 42, and I'll find Mira."
"Okay, that's a... Hey!"
"Alright, you can find Mira, too."
"XR! This is serious!"
"Okay, don't blow a microchip. Let's just get back to the ship and see if Mira's passed out yet. Which way is 42?"
"Oh, it was...it was..." Booster stuttered.
"Don't tell me. You don't remember." "I don't remember." Booster said, sorrowfully.
"I told you not to tell me that!" XR threw up his metal hands in despair. "We're dooooooooomed!" he wailed.
"We're not doomed, XR." "Booster, we're lost in the middle of an uncharted moon with no way of getting off, two unconscious rangers who we can't find, and that pair of glowing green eyes behind you." XR's eyes widened as he realized what he had just said. Booster looked behind him at the two green lights standing out in the shadows of a cave. A threatening growl echoed through the cave and reached the ranger's ears.
"We're dooooooomed!" Booster cried as the two rangers ran for their lives.Buzz groaned and sat up, his head throbbed terribly and there was a bump where the back of his head had crash-landed on the floor of the cave. "Where am I?" Buzz asked out loud. The ground felt soft like a blanket and everything was still pitch black.
"Buzz, is that you?" a familiar voice called out.
"Mira, what are you doing here?" Buzz asked.
"Define 'here'."
Buzz stood up and began to feel for something. "I would if I could see."
"Hey, I think I found a light switch." Mira said triumphantly. All at once, a bright light flooded Buzz's vision, temporarily blinding him.
Once his eyes adjusted to the light, he looked around, perplexed at his surroundings. He was standing in the middle of a small room with white walls and a gray carpet. A darker gray couch sat in the corner and gray curtains hung from the windows. A vintage television stood in front of the couch, and it too was a shade of gray. "How did we get here?" Mira asked, more to herself than to Buzz. Buzz glanced sideways at her and then jumped back, startled.
"Mira, what are you wearing?" Mira looked down at a black and white polka-dotted dress and a pair of black high-heeled shoes. She stared at them for a few moments, her eyes growing wider in disbelief, and then she noticed her once blue hands were now a dark shade of charcoal.
"What happened?" she asked, to no one in particular. Then she looked up at Buzz. "Whoa. What're you wearing?" Buzz looked down at a black suit and tie; his hands were a slightly lighter shade of gray than Mira's.
"This is really weird." he said.
"Weird, Buzz you have hair!" Mira exclaimed.
Buzz felt the top of his head. Sure enough, a thick mass of short, gray hair wove in and out of his fingers. "Did you think I was bald or something?" he asked Mira.
"Sort of. I always thought you had that purple hood thing fused to your head." she admitted.
Any other day Buzz probably would have found this amusing, but he wasn't in the mood for amusement. Something bad had happened to them, he could feel it.
"Something bad is gonna happen to us, I can feel it." XR said.
"Come on, XR, there's no need to think negatively." Booster attempted to comfort his friend.
"Well, when there is a need to think negatively, call me."
Booster poked his head over the boulder they were hiding behind. A giant monster with thick, hairy legs and razor sharp tusks was sniffing the air for any scent of his prey. The beast's black fur hung long and tangled on his huge body and a short, stubby tail wagged in the air.
"What is that thing?" Booster asked.
"I think it's some sort of mutated dog." XR said, poking his head over the rock to get a better look.
"XR, when was the last time you saw a dog with tusks."
"Okay, Mr. I-Know-It-All-'Cuz-I-Think-Positive, what is it?"
"It's a giant warthog." Booster replied confidently.
"A what?"
"A warthog...you know...a pig with tusks."
"Booster, when was the last time you saw a pig with a tail like that."
"Ummm..."
"My point exactly."
The monster threw his head back and let out a piercing screech. The two rangers shivered. "Alright, stand back, big guy," XR said, pulling out his complex assortment of weapons.
"XR, we can't shoot it." "Let me guess, you were in some anti-animal violence committee before you became a space ranger." "No, I just don't think it's a good idea to kill it." "Gimme one good reason," XR crossed his metal arms.
"Well, it could be someone's pet." "Oh, come on!" XR exclaimed.
"Or, maybe it's one of the last members of its race, and if we killed it, we would be responsible for wiping out an entire species." "You mean rewarded for wiping out an entire species." Booster glared at XR. "At least do it…humanely. Shoot it with a tranquilizer or something." "One sleeping monster, coming up," XR pulled out an orange-colored pistol and aimed it at the beast. A tiny, orange dart whizzed through the air with deadly accuracy towards the animal's left shoulder. The result was a deafening roar followed by the rumbling and shaking of the animal violent throwing itself against the rocks.
"I think you made him just a liiiiiiiiittle mad," Booster said.
"As long as he doesn't see us, we'll be fine," XR reassured himself. As if he had heard XR's comment, the animal turned to face the rangers, cringing in their hiding place, and charged at them.
"I spoke too soon!" XR exclaimed.
"Ah, Buzz Lightyear. We meet again." Buzz whirled around, looking for the strange speaker. "Down here. In the television set." Buzz looked down at the ancient TV screen. The technicolor image of a slightly familiar face grinned at him.
"Buzz, you...know this guy." Mira pointed at the TV.
"I...think so. But I can't remember exactly."
"Era!" a voice called out, "I thought we agreed we'd wait one more week!"
"Wait a minute that name sounds familiar..." Buzz struggled to jog his memory.
"I know, but the simulation is complete, and they are prepared for the experiment, so I thought..." Era explained to the voice.
"Experiment..." Buzz said, thoughtfully, "Now I remember, the Chlorm scientists."
"The what?" Mira asked.
"Remember that time the LGMs found that implant in my head."
"After you passed out and let Warp Darkmatter get away and ended up getting suspended. Yeah, I remember."
"Well, these are the masterminds responsible for that incident." Buzz pointed to the television where three other figures had appeared.
"Okay, now that we've got that straightened out..." Mira said to the scientists, "What are we doing here?"
"It's all quite simple, really," Era explained. "We are conducting another experiment, and, since you rangers have proved to be a relatively easy specimen to analyze, we have chosen you."
"Okay, so, what experiment requires kidnapping us and dressing us like the Cleavers?" Mira demanded.
"Uhhh...why don't you explain this, Epoch?" Era said quickly.
"Why me? You're the one who brought them here." Epoch complained.
"Fine," Era took a deep breath, "After our former acquisitiveness on the dissimilarity between good and evil had been satiated, it became apparent that, despite common knowledge already salvaged from other artifices, we still harbored incongruity and uncertainty regarding the psychological aspects of the interactions between opposing genders, both cerebrally and sentimentally. To alleviate this state of perplexity, we conjured up what we trust you'll find as an enlightening and constructive experiment. With the aid of two microscopic Demodex folliculorum, we contrived to interjaculate an elixir containing chlordiazepoxide and, after you obtained the appurtenant state of animation, we surgically implanted a minute, but potent implement into the cerebral venogram of your brains, rendering us endowed to monitor your cerebration with decisive meticulousness and administering you the perception that you currently reside in an achromic edifice, when substantiality you are positioned in the nucleus of our contemporary laboratory." Era, who had spoken so quickly that all his words seemed to blend together into one indiscernible phrase, ended with an excited flourish.
"Uhhh, did you understand any of that?" Mira asked Buzz. "Not a word," Buzz replied.
Era groaned in frustration and barked to the other two scientists, "Eon! Epoch! Set up the slide show!" Eon and Epoch quickly pulled out a small slide projector and held a white sheet in front of it so an image could be displayed. "Now, I…" Era started out the sentence dramatically and ended with a whisper towards Eon and Epoch, "wait, a little to the left," the scientists took a step to the right. "Now, I can explain this in a way your uneducated and inferior minds can … hold on, I said to left." "We did step left!" Epoch whined.
"No, you're other left, I was mirroring you!" Era bellowed in frustration. Eon and Epoch took one timid step to the left. "Good. Now one more," they took another step. "Thank you, now where was I?" "Uhhh, something about our inferior minds," Buzz said.
"Right! Now I… No, I didn't mean step right!" Eon and Epoch looked at each other, visibly confused. "Are they a little…" Mira rotated her finger in a circle to the side of her head.
"Undoubtedly," Buzz whispered back.
"Oh, I give up, just…just stand there. I'm starting the slide show." Era turned on the slide projector to reveal the male and female symbols. "We are going to study the differences between men and women." "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh…" Buzz and Mira said in unison.
"Yes, well, in order to do this we adapted these microscopic mosquitoes," the projector switched to the next slide: a diagram of a strange mosquito. Era continued, "To inject into your bodies a sort of er…tranquilizer fluid. This fluid caused specific parts of your brains to be activated," the slide changed to a drawing of a purple brain with a huge red arrow pointing to one side, "while at the same time creating enough fatigue that you…how do I put this…fall asleep. You may have experienced a slight loss of coordination and balance in the process." "Slight! I could barely stand!" Mira exclaimed.
Era continued as if she hadn't spoken, "Once you were unconscious, we simply installed a microchip into your brains," the slide changed to brain with a green rectangle poking out of it, "making you think you're in a 1950's home, when in reality, it is virtual reality simulation and you're actually in our modern laboratory." "So, while our bodies are lying helpless in your lab, our minds are in this…primitive, black-and-white living room?" Buzz said, thoughtfully.
"Fascinating, isn't it?" Eon said.
"Didn't you say something before about…monitoring our cerebration, or something like that?" Mira asked.
"Oh, yes that." Era said, "The chip also allows us record and analyze your brain waves…uh, read your minds, so to speak." "What kind of insane person would read someone else's mind?" Buzz said.
"Uh, Buzz, I read minds!" Mira said.
"No, I didn't mean it that way, I…" Buzz stammered.
"Actually, our analysis shows that you did." Eon said, looking up from the computer he was working on. Mira crossed her arms and stared fixedly at Buzz. Buzz turned to the scientists, "How long are you planning on keeping us here?"
"Well, as soon as we obtain sufficient data..." Era said.
"How long?" Mira said.
"About three years."
"Three..." Buzz began.
"Years?" Mira finished.
"Give or take a few." Eon said, casually.
"We're doomed," Mira and Buzz said in unison.
All BLoSC characters are property of Pixar and Disney, yada yada yada. Thank you and good night.
Chapter 3: The Scientists Strike Again
If there was a record for sprinting across the surface of an uncharted moon in full ranger equipment on the brink of dusk and meeting up with a shaking, traumatized robot, Booster thrashed it. He had spotted XR a mile away, or at least it seemed like a mile, the little robot was pacing frantically back and forth in front of a large rock. What really scared Booster was the fact that he was alone. Panting slightly, Booster raced up to his friend.
"I've...been looking...everywhere for you..." he gasped.
"Booster!" XR cried, "I'm so glad you're here. Buzz passed out."
"What?" Booster asked, stunned.
"Yeah, we were just strolling along like everything's fine and then..." XR stopped mid-sentence and changed the subject, "Where's Mira?" he asked.
"Back at 42, something's really wrong with her, XR."
"Like what?" "Well, she can't even stand up right, it's like..."
"Like she's a really tall two-year-old trying to walk for the first time."
"Yeah." Booster's face turned pale, "You don't think..."
"Buzz and Mira are morphing into toddlers!" XR concluded.
Booster looked down strangely at XR. "What?" the robot protested, "It could happen."
"Alright, XR, we need to take Buzz to 42. Where is he?" "Inside that cave," XR pointed, "or was it that one?"
"You don't remember?"
"It was inside a cave, I know that much!"
"XR! There must be three hundred caves per square yard on this thing." Booster moaned.
"And they all look alike, too." XR thought for a moment. "Tell ya what," he said, "how about you find Buzz and get him to 42, and I'll find Mira."
"Okay, that's a... Hey!"
"Alright, you can find Mira, too."
"XR! This is serious!"
"Okay, don't blow a microchip. Let's just get back to the ship and see if Mira's passed out yet. Which way is 42?"
"Oh, it was...it was..." Booster stuttered.
"Don't tell me. You don't remember." "I don't remember." Booster said, sorrowfully.
"I told you not to tell me that!" XR threw up his metal hands in despair. "We're dooooooooomed!" he wailed.
"We're not doomed, XR." "Booster, we're lost in the middle of an uncharted moon with no way of getting off, two unconscious rangers who we can't find, and that pair of glowing green eyes behind you." XR's eyes widened as he realized what he had just said. Booster looked behind him at the two green lights standing out in the shadows of a cave. A threatening growl echoed through the cave and reached the ranger's ears.
"We're dooooooomed!" Booster cried as the two rangers ran for their lives.Buzz groaned and sat up, his head throbbed terribly and there was a bump where the back of his head had crash-landed on the floor of the cave. "Where am I?" Buzz asked out loud. The ground felt soft like a blanket and everything was still pitch black.
"Buzz, is that you?" a familiar voice called out.
"Mira, what are you doing here?" Buzz asked.
"Define 'here'."
Buzz stood up and began to feel for something. "I would if I could see."
"Hey, I think I found a light switch." Mira said triumphantly. All at once, a bright light flooded Buzz's vision, temporarily blinding him.
Once his eyes adjusted to the light, he looked around, perplexed at his surroundings. He was standing in the middle of a small room with white walls and a gray carpet. A darker gray couch sat in the corner and gray curtains hung from the windows. A vintage television stood in front of the couch, and it too was a shade of gray. "How did we get here?" Mira asked, more to herself than to Buzz. Buzz glanced sideways at her and then jumped back, startled.
"Mira, what are you wearing?" Mira looked down at a black and white polka-dotted dress and a pair of black high-heeled shoes. She stared at them for a few moments, her eyes growing wider in disbelief, and then she noticed her once blue hands were now a dark shade of charcoal.
"What happened?" she asked, to no one in particular. Then she looked up at Buzz. "Whoa. What're you wearing?" Buzz looked down at a black suit and tie; his hands were a slightly lighter shade of gray than Mira's.
"This is really weird." he said.
"Weird, Buzz you have hair!" Mira exclaimed.
Buzz felt the top of his head. Sure enough, a thick mass of short, gray hair wove in and out of his fingers. "Did you think I was bald or something?" he asked Mira.
"Sort of. I always thought you had that purple hood thing fused to your head." she admitted.
Any other day Buzz probably would have found this amusing, but he wasn't in the mood for amusement. Something bad had happened to them, he could feel it.
"Something bad is gonna happen to us, I can feel it." XR said.
"Come on, XR, there's no need to think negatively." Booster attempted to comfort his friend.
"Well, when there is a need to think negatively, call me."
Booster poked his head over the boulder they were hiding behind. A giant monster with thick, hairy legs and razor sharp tusks was sniffing the air for any scent of his prey. The beast's black fur hung long and tangled on his huge body and a short, stubby tail wagged in the air.
"What is that thing?" Booster asked.
"I think it's some sort of mutated dog." XR said, poking his head over the rock to get a better look.
"XR, when was the last time you saw a dog with tusks."
"Okay, Mr. I-Know-It-All-'Cuz-I-Think-Positive, what is it?"
"It's a giant warthog." Booster replied confidently.
"A what?"
"A warthog...you know...a pig with tusks."
"Booster, when was the last time you saw a pig with a tail like that."
"Ummm..."
"My point exactly."
The monster threw his head back and let out a piercing screech. The two rangers shivered. "Alright, stand back, big guy," XR said, pulling out his complex assortment of weapons.
"XR, we can't shoot it." "Let me guess, you were in some anti-animal violence committee before you became a space ranger." "No, I just don't think it's a good idea to kill it." "Gimme one good reason," XR crossed his metal arms.
"Well, it could be someone's pet." "Oh, come on!" XR exclaimed.
"Or, maybe it's one of the last members of its race, and if we killed it, we would be responsible for wiping out an entire species." "You mean rewarded for wiping out an entire species." Booster glared at XR. "At least do it…humanely. Shoot it with a tranquilizer or something." "One sleeping monster, coming up," XR pulled out an orange-colored pistol and aimed it at the beast. A tiny, orange dart whizzed through the air with deadly accuracy towards the animal's left shoulder. The result was a deafening roar followed by the rumbling and shaking of the animal violent throwing itself against the rocks.
"I think you made him just a liiiiiiiiittle mad," Booster said.
"As long as he doesn't see us, we'll be fine," XR reassured himself. As if he had heard XR's comment, the animal turned to face the rangers, cringing in their hiding place, and charged at them.
"I spoke too soon!" XR exclaimed.
"Ah, Buzz Lightyear. We meet again." Buzz whirled around, looking for the strange speaker. "Down here. In the television set." Buzz looked down at the ancient TV screen. The technicolor image of a slightly familiar face grinned at him.
"Buzz, you...know this guy." Mira pointed at the TV.
"I...think so. But I can't remember exactly."
"Era!" a voice called out, "I thought we agreed we'd wait one more week!"
"Wait a minute that name sounds familiar..." Buzz struggled to jog his memory.
"I know, but the simulation is complete, and they are prepared for the experiment, so I thought..." Era explained to the voice.
"Experiment..." Buzz said, thoughtfully, "Now I remember, the Chlorm scientists."
"The what?" Mira asked.
"Remember that time the LGMs found that implant in my head."
"After you passed out and let Warp Darkmatter get away and ended up getting suspended. Yeah, I remember."
"Well, these are the masterminds responsible for that incident." Buzz pointed to the television where three other figures had appeared.
"Okay, now that we've got that straightened out..." Mira said to the scientists, "What are we doing here?"
"It's all quite simple, really," Era explained. "We are conducting another experiment, and, since you rangers have proved to be a relatively easy specimen to analyze, we have chosen you."
"Okay, so, what experiment requires kidnapping us and dressing us like the Cleavers?" Mira demanded.
"Uhhh...why don't you explain this, Epoch?" Era said quickly.
"Why me? You're the one who brought them here." Epoch complained.
"Fine," Era took a deep breath, "After our former acquisitiveness on the dissimilarity between good and evil had been satiated, it became apparent that, despite common knowledge already salvaged from other artifices, we still harbored incongruity and uncertainty regarding the psychological aspects of the interactions between opposing genders, both cerebrally and sentimentally. To alleviate this state of perplexity, we conjured up what we trust you'll find as an enlightening and constructive experiment. With the aid of two microscopic Demodex folliculorum, we contrived to interjaculate an elixir containing chlordiazepoxide and, after you obtained the appurtenant state of animation, we surgically implanted a minute, but potent implement into the cerebral venogram of your brains, rendering us endowed to monitor your cerebration with decisive meticulousness and administering you the perception that you currently reside in an achromic edifice, when substantiality you are positioned in the nucleus of our contemporary laboratory." Era, who had spoken so quickly that all his words seemed to blend together into one indiscernible phrase, ended with an excited flourish.
"Uhhh, did you understand any of that?" Mira asked Buzz. "Not a word," Buzz replied.
Era groaned in frustration and barked to the other two scientists, "Eon! Epoch! Set up the slide show!" Eon and Epoch quickly pulled out a small slide projector and held a white sheet in front of it so an image could be displayed. "Now, I…" Era started out the sentence dramatically and ended with a whisper towards Eon and Epoch, "wait, a little to the left," the scientists took a step to the right. "Now, I can explain this in a way your uneducated and inferior minds can … hold on, I said to left." "We did step left!" Epoch whined.
"No, you're other left, I was mirroring you!" Era bellowed in frustration. Eon and Epoch took one timid step to the left. "Good. Now one more," they took another step. "Thank you, now where was I?" "Uhhh, something about our inferior minds," Buzz said.
"Right! Now I… No, I didn't mean step right!" Eon and Epoch looked at each other, visibly confused. "Are they a little…" Mira rotated her finger in a circle to the side of her head.
"Undoubtedly," Buzz whispered back.
"Oh, I give up, just…just stand there. I'm starting the slide show." Era turned on the slide projector to reveal the male and female symbols. "We are going to study the differences between men and women." "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh…" Buzz and Mira said in unison.
"Yes, well, in order to do this we adapted these microscopic mosquitoes," the projector switched to the next slide: a diagram of a strange mosquito. Era continued, "To inject into your bodies a sort of er…tranquilizer fluid. This fluid caused specific parts of your brains to be activated," the slide changed to a drawing of a purple brain with a huge red arrow pointing to one side, "while at the same time creating enough fatigue that you…how do I put this…fall asleep. You may have experienced a slight loss of coordination and balance in the process." "Slight! I could barely stand!" Mira exclaimed.
Era continued as if she hadn't spoken, "Once you were unconscious, we simply installed a microchip into your brains," the slide changed to brain with a green rectangle poking out of it, "making you think you're in a 1950's home, when in reality, it is virtual reality simulation and you're actually in our modern laboratory." "So, while our bodies are lying helpless in your lab, our minds are in this…primitive, black-and-white living room?" Buzz said, thoughtfully.
"Fascinating, isn't it?" Eon said.
"Didn't you say something before about…monitoring our cerebration, or something like that?" Mira asked.
"Oh, yes that." Era said, "The chip also allows us record and analyze your brain waves…uh, read your minds, so to speak." "What kind of insane person would read someone else's mind?" Buzz said.
"Uh, Buzz, I read minds!" Mira said.
"No, I didn't mean it that way, I…" Buzz stammered.
"Actually, our analysis shows that you did." Eon said, looking up from the computer he was working on. Mira crossed her arms and stared fixedly at Buzz. Buzz turned to the scientists, "How long are you planning on keeping us here?"
"Well, as soon as we obtain sufficient data..." Era said.
"How long?" Mira said.
"About three years."
"Three..." Buzz began.
"Years?" Mira finished.
"Give or take a few." Eon said, casually.
"We're doomed," Mira and Buzz said in unison.