CHAPTER THREE: [INSERT TITLE HERE]
One stormy and miserable day, in the designated break room where Brio is reading a newspaper and N. Gin is looking at a carton of milk.
"Hey Brio, what will kill me faster, drinking expired milk or smoking expired cigarettes?" N. Gin asks.
"Neither, expired milk will only make you ill as for cigarettes they have no expiration date and even so you will have to smoke a lot of them until your lungs gave up. Did you remember to take your medication this morning?" Brio asks.
"Considering I haven't tried to murder Cortex in cold blood yet, yes I did"
"Then why are you trying to kill yourself?"
"I got another memo from Cortex"
"That explains in but isn't it your day off?"
"What's a day off?"
"I knew I should have kept a closer eye on N. Gin after his accident, good thing he's not completely brain dead"
"Yes, good thing and he is right here"
Cortex arrives holding a kite and umbrella. He places them on the table then pulls out a key and some string, placing them beside the kite.
"I know I'm going to regret asking this but Cortex what is this memo about?" N. Gin asks.
"I am so glad you asked, today we are going out into the storm and see if we can attract lightning with this kite and key! And by we I mean you" Cortex says.
"Okay one I'm adding overtime onto the large bill you already owe me and two I'm sure that's already been done"
"Really, who?"
"Benjamin Franklin in about June 15 1752 using the same method to prove lightning is electricity"
"Well... then... we'll call this a reenactment and by we I still mean you"
"Oh joy, I cannot wait"
"That's the spirit, onward for science!"
"I was being sarcastic!"
One hour later...
N. Gin is soaking wet from standing in the rain waiting for lightning to hit the key attached to the kite while Cortex is mostly bone dry thanks to his umbrella.
"Can we go back inside now? There's no lightning storm, its just a normal storm and I don't like pneumonia" N. Gin says.
"Not until someone gets hit by lightning!" Cortex snaps.
At that moment Cortex is struck by lightning..
"That'll work... doubt asking for cash to hit me will work" N. Gin sighs.
He heads inside, making a mental note to poke Cortex with a stick if he is still out there once the rain has stopped. He left the kite outside before he went in.
"How was the 'experiment'?" Brio asks.
"Cortex got struck by lightning so I'm going to poke him with a stick later. Also I've caught a cold and I think we should do an IQ test on Cortex later. I want to see if he has lost any IQ from the lightning " N. Gin says.
"What are you going to do now? Besides keeping that cold to yourself" Brio says.
"Well I was thinking of giving you my cold anyway and maybe do some work... or prank Tropy again... yeah that's pretty much the same thing"
"Speaking of pranking Tropy, I assume it was you Tropy was looking for earlier. Something about tooth paste in his clocks"
"I'm taking the rest of the day off"
"I thought you said you didn't know what a day off was"
"I was joking. Tell Cortex I'll see him when Tropy has forgotten about the tooth paste"