The right sheet of metal is connected to the: Containment for the Central Processing Unit~! The bottom sheet of metal is connected to the: right sheet of metal~! It's all held together by: Stainless Steel Philips Mushroom Head Screws~! Them parts, them parts, them paaaaaaarts~!***

And back to Chung and The Minister

(***A/N: Parody of a song know as "The Skeletal Dance". It's an educational song that teaches the skeleton— might sound relatively familiar. It's not by Disney though, I don't think.

I hold no rights to the song.)

The Minister had a range of metal samples, as well as alloys, all around her living room. Chung was being given a thorough tour of each metal, one by one. The Minister, while speaking, was turning a bolt on a mini nasod. Chung actually looked rather uninterested; he would have much rather handled the metals while absorbing the facts, instead of piling down everything at once.

During her talk, the drones floated around her head. Moby and Remy made occasional glances at the blonde that didn't go unnoticed. Chung stared with interest at the two drones. Remy bumped into Moby before facing Chung again. Moby turned away, returning to his master. Chung smiled at the remaining white drone that slowly hovered over to him. Remy bumped Chung's arm before a hand reached out to pet the little guy. Moby turned around to find a joyful Chung petting his counterpart. Feeling left out, the black drone flew over to be petted as well.

"Iron is a common element found under the crust of ground. It's too soft to use in its pure state, but as steel, it is much... Chung, are you listening?"

Eve had snapped out of her speech once she realized that there were a lack of footsteps being heard from behind. She spun around, seeing a distracted Chung rubbing her two drones. With a snap of her fingers, all petting stopped. Chung's attention was on her once again.

"Eh... sorry Miss Minister! They're cute."

"Hmph," The Minister replied with a furrowing of her eyebrows.

The two moved back to her desk, where she sat down and placed the nasod she carried.

Chung leaned over her shoulder with a simple smile on his face. "So, need any help?"

"You're here to study. Not help."

"... Huh? Why not?"

Without taking her focus away, she screwed in a screw. "I made a deal to have you study under me. No more, no less."

"But can't I do more than that?"

"No. You lack the knowledge to make a proper machine. You'd be but a hindrance to me."

Chung frowned and breathed out, leaning back on another table with a toolbox. There was no way he could fight a lady and win, especially when she made a point like that. It was too bad, though, because he was hoping to actually do stuff.

Within a few moments of silence, a loud clunk emitted from a tool The Minister held that dropped. She sighed with balled fists. "Another non-functioning structure... Just pleasant..."

The Minister stood from her chair and began walking down to the basement. Chung held a confused look on his face. What was wrong with it? The machine worked fine, just not off it's own natural power. Of course, if one were to start it up using...

Chung followed The Minister's path, opening a door to the below floor of the estate. He stopped to stare at the pile of nasods and machines that reached the ceiling. All had been deemed unable to work. The Minister tossed her recent invention at the bottom of the stack before returning up.

"Do not touch anything down here," The Minister stopped to tell him before continuing up. "I mean it. You will be dead if you disobey."

Chung descended the stairs, reaching the mound of metals; what he was about to do wouldn't be a bad thing. He carefully picked up her last invention with both hands, turning it with his fingers. Inspecting it carefully, he smiled before closing his eyes. "This can work. She just doesn't know it." He held it out further from his he'd have to do was concentrate and take deep breaths— imagine the particles and atoms shaping a system that would allow energy to run and start it.

A light blue aura surrounded the machine. It slowly levitated in his hands, making beeping and winding noises. Little legs sprouted from the white metal, each landing on a finger delicately. Blue eyes stared at the creation. Chung grinned. It worked.

Almost as easy as it seemed to have happened, though, another invention began beeping. Then the one nearby also turned on. And monkey-see, monkey-do, all of them machines must feel like being a part of this moment. Mr. I'm-not-listening-to-the-one-in-charge was not going to have an easy time getting out of this.

Chung released his grip, fear written across his face. The machines came to life and drew closer to the boy that was backing up. A tiny gizmo began to beat against his leg, leaving light scratches. Chung let out a short and high pitched "Eep" before tripping over his feet. Just like The Minister said, he was going to be dead for disobeying! The last moment of his life was flashing before him.

"System: Deactivate!"

In the blink of an eye, the devices and nasods powered down. They toppled over another as everything began piling up once again, clunking and cluttering. Lucky Chung.

Chung peeked from his position before relaxing. At the bottom of the stairs was The Minister, cold and emotionless. Mostly. Her mouth was partly opened as she examined the pile, bringing her attention to the blonde. She paced to him and stopped in front.

"Stand you." she commanded.

Once Chung was on his feet, she grabbed him by the shirt and held on tight with an unbelievable death grip.

"You idiot... what did you do?! What caused this to happen?!"

"I-I...!" It was like The Minister suddenly went crazy! Was what just happened big enough to make her boldly ask things? "I only used alchemy, I swear!"

Chung could feel her grasp loosening. The Minister's eyes, to him, appeared to have a void in them like they'd gone blank. Like the all-knowing had become... clueless?

"...Alchemy?"

"Y-Yeah... It's the transformation of matter. Don't you know what it is?"

"No... I've never heard of it. That is a new concept to me. And it's rather shocking to discover such a thing even exists." The Minister's gaze moved to the floor as she thought. "But... if I considered that in... and if those machines worked... Then..."

The moments were then in a flurry. The Minister dashed to a side of the room that hadn't been described yet. A white bed sheet was peeled off of a mobile chalkboard and tossed to the floor. Upon examination, calculations and models appeared on the board. Equations and element atomic numbers were written from edge to edge in scribbles. The silver haired lady furrowed her brows as she absorbed the information on the board.

"My research... Has been led wrong all this time!" The Minister spun around to Chung, getting dangerously close to him. She poked her finger into his chest. "This is all your doing. All your fault."

"My fault?! I thought I helped you just now!"

"Yes. And because of that, I've wasted my last two years researching nothing. I am now behind!"

"Can't you do something to make up the lost time?"

She pointed her fingers sharply at him, positioned between their faces. "Yes. You will help me research, and you will not stop until we are done."

The Minister stormed pass him and up the stairs before he could reply, stopping on the top step with the door open. How infuriating, having to start from the beginning! Chung just got himself into something tremendous. She glanced over her shoulder into the blonde's ocean-like eyes expressing shock and... And something else. Perhaps, if he really was going to help her in a big way, she would have to even out their current status between them to create better communication, therefore increasing the work ethic.

"Chung." The Minister called out.

"Yes Miss Minist-"

"Don't call me that. It's just my title." Her voice got a little quieter, like she was sharing an embarrassing detail about herself. Very few could call her anything other than formal titles— why she was even deciding to do this was ridiculous. "My name is... Eve."

And with that, she turned back to the door. "Perhaps you weren't as useless as I originally had in mind," Eve mumbled, promptly walking past the door frame and shutting the door.