You don't even know what you're getting into.

That was all Leo could think. Staring at his new uniform made him realize how final it really was. His uniform was white. Pure and untainted, sans his shoulders where the other bionics held their ranks. Instead of one solid color, he had five stipes. Well, four. Black, red, yellow, green, and the unseen white.

He didn't like it. But he slipped it on anyways. It was snug but comfortable. Though the looks he was sure to get would probably make it feel like it was choking him. He looked into a mirror Big D had installed into his own special room. A sterile white room with a large window just below the water. Not terribly deep, but enough for the natural light to shimmer into the room. He stepped back from the room and sat in his own special spiny chair.

Closing his eyes, he began to drift into his head, like Chase had told him to do.

He was surprised to say the least when he found himself in the old lab. The first of Donald Davenport's labs that he saw. Sitting at the main desk was him. Only, it wasn't. He was dressed the same, his hair unchanged, and the face unmistakable. But an unspoken knowledge burned in his eyes along with a touch of naïvety.

"Hello," Leo said walking over to... Himself.

"Hello. I am thrilled you have contacted me. I am Raisin."

Leo cocked an eyebrow questioning the name.

"Raisin?"

The other him shrugged his shoulders.

"That was my program's identification. Though raisins are a nutritious food, I can only imply that my creator was hungry while designing my programing."

"Okay... So, tell me about yourself."

The other Leo-Raisin, Leo reminded himself- blinked in surprise.

"I am equipped with the most recent in all medical fields of study. I specialize with physical injuries and those that coincide with the bionic structure."

"But what do you do for fun?"

"... I read over medical journals to keep my knowledge up to date-"

"Is everything you do medical?"

"No."

"Okay. So what else do you like to do."

"Experiment on people's reaction when I tell them they are going to die from an illness or injury. Although telling them there is a need to amputate is also amusing."

"You are sick and twisted."

"Maybe. I have heard that laughter is the best form of medicine. And I find their faces at the news to be quite enjoyable."

Leo shivered at the words uttered by his possibly psychotic other half.

"That's just creepy."

"Perhaps. But highly amusing."

"Yeah. I guess. So, how does this work?"

"I assume you mean my control over your meat sack?"

"Please don't ever say that again."

"That all depends on your aversion to injuries. The more unsteady or uncertain you are in how to treat a patient, the more likely I will step in and proceed with my medical knowledge."

"But you're me!"

Raisin gave a forlorn smile.

"I'm glad you think so. But I'm not. I'm you with vast medical knowledge and incredible jokes."

"Saying you're going to amputate someone isn't funny."

"Well I think it is."

"Why would you even think that?"

"Perhaps my created drew influence from Funeral Mishaps."

"Oh god that show is terrible."

"No it's not! It's funny! And speaking of which, it's on right now."

"We are not watching it."

"Yes we are! What else is there to do?"

And so, after a regretful arguement, Leo sat and watched an entire marathon of Funeral Mishaps. Despite being mocked by Big D, he couldn't deny he felt a sort of pleasure from watching the obscure and awkward show. Somewhere deep within his mind, he knew he'd have to meet up with Douglas and watch the show with him. That way he wouldn't feel like he was the only tasteless person in the world.

The meaning of the colors were taken from my body-my health .com. Minus the spaces of course.

Black: These patients do not have a good outlook; they are expected to die within a short period of time. Their injuries are extremely severe, and they are not usually able to live without assistance at this point. Treatment involves hospice care and painkillers primarily. Severe third-degree burns, cardiac arrest, or septic situations fall into this category.

Red: Patients in this category require immediate attention to save their lives. Surgery or medical intervention are needed to save the life, but there is a good prognosis for these patients when treatment is received in a timely manner. These patients are the ones that have highest priority towards transport to a better facility, or nearby facility in an emergency field setting.

Yellow: Observation is the most important thing with patients in this category. Their injuries are not life-threatening, but there is a potential risk for them to become more problematic. They need medical attention, but their condition is stable enough that they can safely wait.

Green: These patients require medical attention, but it does not need to happen immediately. They will be fine waiting, even for a few days. Soft tissue injuries often fall into this category.

White: These patients may have minor injuries that require first aid treatment, but a doctor's care is not required. These patients can be asked to monitor their own condition without concern. Patients in this category are often referred to as the "walking wounded."

And so, we have now met Raisin. Wow. Interestingly awkward I would say.