Hello my little reader bunnies! Yes, it is time for your demise, for the next chapter is here!

If you've been waiting for this chapter, FORGIVE ME!!! The Internet cockroaches were at it again, and they broke off the connection of the internet in my dwelling. BUT DO NOT WORRY, FORSOOTH, I AM BACK D

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This time, Shelby and Wing teamed up to find the plant, while Otto and Laura stayed in the lab with Pike to keep surveillance for it. Nothing much happened between them, except for the random giggling from Shelby whenever Otto checked on them via Blackbox. Though unseen by Otto and those in the lab, Wing blushed oh-so-slightly.

That's why it came as a small surprise when Shelby popped up a random, yet pressing question.

"Do you really like Otto. As in like likehim?" she asked, when they scanned the Tactical Education department. Wing's eyes widened, but besides that, and the slightest of quivers, there was no sign of his acknowledgement of the question. Shelby sighed. She walked up to the Asian, and thumped the back of his head.

"Ow!" He exclaimed, turning to Shelby. The hit was quite hard.

"That's for the horrible attempt at avoiding the question." She said bluntly. Wing glared. "Seriously, did you really like Otto even before this?" she asked again.

"…I—I honestly don't know." Wing said. Shelby shook her head in disbelief. "Honestly, are men this dense when it involves love?"

"Yes."

Shelby glared, and then she sighed.

"Have you felt any flutters in your stomach when you hung out with him? Did you everfeel any awkwardness when you were with him? Did you—"

"Why are we talking about this?" Wing asked irritatedly. "Because." She replied, smirking. Wing glared, and tossed the door of one of the classrooms open. He then heard the ring of Shelby's Blackbox.

"Hey guys. Had any luck with the plant yet?" said Otto, from the Blackbox. "Nope, not yet." Shelby replied, inwardly grinning at Wing's distracted expression. "Had any word from Pike?"

"Nope, and something strange is going on too." Otto replied. "Pike went out to check on something, but I have a gut feeling that he forgot to apply the small amount of anti-aphrodisiac that Laura had left. He's been missing for a while now"

"Oh crap." Wing said, listening in on the conversation. "That could mean that he was affected by the aphrodisiac in the air."

"Speaking of the affected, how's Wing going?" Otto asked. Wing moved out of the way of the Blackbox, but his currently raging emotions made his face as red as a cherry. Shelby suppressed a giggle. "He's fine as he was before." She replied, facing the screen. "Hopefully enough the 'before' you're talking about is the sane one." He said, giving a small laugh. "I guess." Shelby said, glancing at Wing. "Well, I'll call you if I see Pike pass by. See you in a bit." She said, replacing the cover on the Blackbox.

"Well, now we've got Pike and the plant on mind." She said to a red Wing. He nodded, and they walked down the hall. They were caught unawares, however, when a flustered Colonel Francisco walked right past them, looking utterly distracted.

His clothes were a little mussed, as was his expression. He noticed Shelby and Wing nearby, then he ran in the other direction.

"NOTHING HAPPENED!" he exclaimed, sounding half-scared, half-annoyed.

An awkward silence ran between Wing and Shelby. "…What do you think happened?" Wing asked. "I honestly have no idea." Shelby replied, still looking confused. Before they could do anything again, they noticed Pike running the way Francisco came. He noticed Wing and Shelby, and then ran off. He looked even more mussed than Francisco was, his bomb-like hair even more messy than ever. He was sweaty, which was rare seeing as he spent most of his life in the lab, which was air-conditioned.

"NOTHING HAPPENED!!" he said even louder, running away.

The same idea popped in Shelby and Wing's head; the mental image was anything but normal.

"I hope that whatever happened wasn't what I imagined." Shelby said. "I hope so too, for the thought was very disturbing." Wing replied, mentally freezing with shock.

Shelby gathered up her poise. "R-right." She said, trying to shake off the sudden mental image. "We still have to look for the plant."

"Why don't we ask Nigel?" Wing asked. Shelby's eyes widened. "Of course! Why didn't I think of that before?!" she exclaimed. "Because we have no idea where Nigel could be?" Wing suggested. "Well, yeah, but I bet he'll be easier to find than that plant." Shelby replied. "I guess s—" Wing couldn't finish his statement, for he was dragged away by Shelby.

"Well let's go then!" she said.

After a quarter of an hour, the duo tracked Nigel in a broom closet in one of the hallways. They heard a small 'Get us out of here!', and they opened the closet.

Franz and Nigel were in the wooden thing, looking quite squished. They crashed out on to the floor in an undignified heap. Shelby started to bombard them with questions. She sounded flustered.

"Do you feel any attraction to any person that you've had eye contact with?"

"N-no…" Nigel replied uncertainly. He wondered what was wrong with his friends.

"Did anything happen while you two were in the closet… Wait, what were you doing in that closet anyway?" Wing asked.

"We got locked in during all the commotion." Nigel replied.

"Nothing happened." Franz said.

At those words, Wing positioned himself in front of the wall and started banging his head against the concrete, and made a sizeable crater on it, as Shelby did the same with the ceiling.

"Is something wro—"

"NO." Shelby and Wing said simultaneously.

"But nothing really…" Franz trailed off when he realized that his friends, who were still making craters in the wall and ceiling, weren't noticing him.

Once Wing and Shelby felt pain in their skulls, they stopped their banging and approached Franz and Nigel again. By then, Wing and Shelby bore pretty holes in the wall and ceiling.

"Hey Nigel, have you been experimenting on plants again?" Shelby asked casually. Nigel jumped in surprise.

"N-NO! Of course not, why would I be making another plant, you know, I would never make another prototype of Violet, seeing as what happened before, and…." Nigel stopped his pathetic lie when he realized what he said. Wing and Shelby's eyebrows cocked.

"Yes." He replied miserably.

"Of course you have." Wing said. "Do you, by any chance, have a way of finding the plant?"

"Actually, yes." He said almost positively. "I started placing trackers on my plants ever since the Violet incident," he said. Wing was very tempted to ask how many experiments he did ever since the Violet incident, but Shelby silenced him. "…So I can tell you where Lily could be."

"Lily? Don't tell me…." Shelby said, massaging her temples. "Y-yeah, I sort of started naming my plants by what plant they originated from." Nigel replied.

"And may I ask how many have you made ever since?"

"Just 27."

Cartoon-like, they reacted as they would if an arrow hit their heads. Anime-like, they fell in annoyance.

"Right." Wing said. "So where is your tracker?"

"It should be in Hydroponics Lab 7." Nigel replied. "We should just head there, and I can get to Lily before she does any more damage."

"Good. Let's go then." Shelby said, walking off before she lost any more of her sanity.

Ah, yes, pretty holes in the walls.

And don't worry, Shelby won't lose her sanity.

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