I finally get to write the first Alvin 2.0-centric mini tale of this story! This one has probably been in my head at least 3 years. It's a fun one.

THE BOTTLE EPISODE

Alvin 2.0's POV

The TV blared the Oldies music station in the background as I feverishly typed on my laptop. I knew I had to keep working as long as I could. You see, this 3 page report on Isaac Newton was due in less than an hour. I just HAD to finish it before school.

It had taken AGES for the motivation to write it to kick in. And even with the motivation, I could only do it while there was music playing in the background to filter out the possible distractions and keep my dopamine meter full.

It was by no means a perfect system, but I didn't need perfect. I just needed the report to be DONE! Typed out at least, I could give it to Jeanette to proofread on the bus. Wait, were we taking the bus today?

"Alvin." Theodore's cheery voice invaded my thoughts, threatening my ability to continue typing the report. "Breakfast is ready."

"Not hungry." I managed to hiss out, probably with more "attitude" than I should have. Oh well.

"Are you sure? We made pumpkin spice waffles! And we have that really expensive maple syrup you like." Theodore waved the plate of waffles in my face.

"URGH, Theo! I can't!" My fingers pounded the keys of the laptop in desperation as Billy Joel reached the chorus of the song You May Be Right.

Simon came waltzing into the room next. "Come on, Alvin. Whatever you're doing can wait. The Chipettes came over to have breakfast with us and you cannot just skip out."

I shook my head. Couldn't they see what a bind I was in? "I can't stop working!" I panicked. "I'll lose my motivation!"

"Dude, you HAVE to eat." Now Eleanor had entered the room. I doubted it would take much time before her sisters joined her.

"Yeah!" Theodore whimpered, concerned for my health and well-being. "You'll starve!"

I'd had just about enough of their distractions. "Then someone's gonna have to feed it to me!" I snapped.

"I'm not doing that." Simon replied.

Brittany joined us in the living room. "Me either."

"Please?" I begged. "Come on, you guys."

The pink diva I used to have a crush on three her hands in the air. "Feed it to yourself!"

Jeanette started to cut the waffles Theo had brought over.

"Jeanette, no. Don't you dare." Eleanor snatched them away before she could help me.

I groaned. "I can't stop typing! I don't have use of my hands."

Simon scoffed and crossed his arms. "Not our problem. Just take a break."

"But The motivation!" I protested. Why couldn't they understand!?

Theo put a soft fuzzy hand on my arm. "Your health is more important. Come eat."

"Can't you just toss bite size pieces into my mouth or something!? I HAVE to get this report done. I don't want another round of detention from Miss. Smith." Especially not on a history report I had wisely chosen to do on one of my favorite scientists. I picked Newton especially so I WOULDN'T lose motivation. Sadly, it didn't work that way.

"How far are you through the report?" Simon asked, frowning.

I looked up to meet his frowny face. "I'm on the 3rd page of 3!"

"And you're SURE you can't take 5 minutes to have waffles?" Eleanor stood on the couch and poked my nose.

"Ow!" I glared at her. "Yes. I'm sure. The second I stop, the motivation will go bye bye."

"Then I guess we'll just….save you some waffles for the bus ride." Theodore sounded glum.

My stomach growled again, but I powered through.

"Good luck on the report, Alvin." Jeanette said softly before leaving the room to join the others for breakfast.

I continued to work and turned up the volume of the music station. Now, Vouge by Madonna was playing. More and more of the paper got typed and before I knew it, I was finished! I made sure I saved it, sent a copy to Jeanette, and finally got up from the couch and stretched.

There was a small buttprint indentation left in the couch where I'd been sitting. My stomach growled more and more now, so I raced off to the kitchen to grab the plate of waffles my family saved for me.

I shoved the waffles in my cheeks and then hustled outside to the bus stop. I checked my watch. Still time! I was gonna make it unless….

Drat! The bus was early! I pushed myself as hard as I could, racing to join the others. Barely on time, I collapsed into Simon's arms and he carried me onto the bus with a groan.

"I cannot keep doing this." He warned me. "You need to find a better system. All this last minute rushing does is cause you more stress."

I sighed. He was right. But this was the only system that worked for me. "I promise I'll find a better way." I said, already thinking of several possible methods to try.

I managed to get a B minus on the history paper. All that hard work for barely above a C. I guess it wasn't my best work, or Miss. Smith just hates me. Either is a possibility. At least I didn't wind up punished, although I was sure Dave would nag me for skipping breakfast.

After school, I put a new plan into action. I needed a way to eat hands free while typing up papers. The solution seemed pretty simple. I needed a new invention! Something that could launch little bits of food into the air so I could catch them in my mouth.

Or maybe something that could just hold food up to my mouth so I could take a bite? The first one seems too similar to that game I used to play with Theo which nearly resulted in me choking. Yeesh.

I started drawing up the blueprints for my brilliant chain reaction device ideas in my lab under the stairs. Suddenly, I was interrupted by the sound of shuffling feet.

In strolled Jeanette and Simon, both wondering what I was up to.

"New invention plans again?" My brother in the round blue glasses asked, looking at the blueprints. "You know, maybe you should work on some of your in-progress inventions before trying something new." He gestured to a huge binder of all my failed and still untested ideas.

"Let his creativity flourish, Simon." The much kinder Chipette who I am proud to call my girlfriend advised.

"Yeah!" I echoed. "Let my creativity flourish!"

"Yooo hooo!" Oh joy (sarcasm) another interruption. This time from the most fashionable of the three Chipettes. "What's going on in here?"

"Not now, Britt." I tried to keep my temper in check. "I'm busy."

"What are you doing?" She leaned intrusively over my shoulder.

"If you must know, I'm…" I began, before being rudely cut off by Eleanor as she ALSO entered my lab.

"Hey, you guys having a party in here?" She sat down in a beanbag chair. "You better not leave me out."

"No parties!" I huffed. "I'm trying to work."

"Really? Cuz between the neon lights and the disco ball it LOOKS like you're having a party." The blonde Chipette leaned back on the beanbag, causing her twin pigtails to hang down vertically.

"Sometimes I have parties in here. SOMETIMES." I admitted. "Just not today. Besides, I dig the decor. It makes me feel…cool."

"Well,…" Brittany glanced at me like she wasn't sure exactly what to say. "At least you FEEL cool."

"Knock knock!" Aw nuts! Here was Theo to add to the madness. "Can I see your new invention plans?"

I defensively covered the drawing I was working on with my arm. "Maybe after they're finished."

"But we'd be delighted to see the process." Simon added, slipping around to look over my shoulder as Britt was doing.

"Yeah, come on, Alvie!" Britt fluttered her lashes.

I growled. "That doesn't work on me anymore." I could feel my motivation to draw starting to dwindle away. They were just too much. Too distracting. I couldn't reach hyperfocus with them around. "Look, I would be more than happy to share this as soon as I finish it. But in order to finish it, I need to be alone."

That caused them all to look extremely confused.

"But you HATE being alone." Theodore said what everyone was thinking.

"Yeah. I do." I admitted. "Which is why Jeanette can stay. The rest of you, OUT!"

Brittany pouted, sticking her lower lip out. "How come Jeanette gets to stay?"

"Because I know she's not going to mess with me, insult me, or tell me everything I'm doing wrong." I pointed a finger at Eleanor, then Britt, then Simon so that they knew exactly who I meant for which thing.

"Urgh! Fiiine." Brittany walked toward the lab exit. "I know when I'm not wanted."

"What about me?" Theodore put both hands on my lab table. "Can I stay?"

"Guys, it has been a really stressful day…" I said, before blaring alarms interrupted my thoughts.

"INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT! LOCKDOWN INITIATED!" My own voice blasted from the speakers by the large metal door, which slammed closed at warp speed. I really regret putting my own voice in the security system. I thought it would be funny, but it's super weird and kinda offputting.

"Lockdown!?" Brittany gasped. "No no no no!" She pounded at the metal door, leaving dents due to her super strength. However, the door was built tough enough that she couldn't break it down.

"What's going on?" Theodore cowered under my lab table.

"I think it's a malfunction of some kind." Jeanette told everyone. "Stay calm, you guys. I'm sure it's fixable."

I was furious. "I bet Britt touched something and set it off."

"All I did was try to walk through the door!" Brittany protested. "Your security system is just stupid!"

Simon facepalmed. "I knew this would happen."

"Oh you're some prophet now too, are ya, hot shot!?" I asked, voice dripping with sarcasm. I call him a hot shot because of his uncanny basketball skills.

"No. I told you that I would help set up the security system." He explained. "But you said you could do it all by yourself. Clearly, that's not true."

"Yeah. I bet you crossed like a bunch of wires." Eleanor laughed rudely.

"I didn't cross ANYTHING! It's Britt's fault!" I ran over to the doors and typed in the code to open them up.

"Password denied." My voice said in a haughty tone. "Better luck next time, intruder."

"I am not an intruder! Listen here you dirty rotten security system!" I kicked the door angrily. "Open up!" OW! Now my foot hurt.

"Yeah. It's malfunctioning." Simon looked worried. "I hate to be the bearer of bad news,…"

"No you don't." Theodore interjected. "You love to be the bearer of bad news. Most of what comes out of your mouth is all negative and moody and grouchy."

That got everyone except Simon laughing. I love when Theo tells things exactly as they are.

After the laughing break, Simon finished his thought. "There's no telling how long we might be trapped in here."

We all looked around at each other and gulped. I felt like I had to say something, so I impulsively said the first thing I thought of. "Don't worry. I'm sure I can get it working again….somehow."

Fast forward to about an hour or two later, (My sense of time is terrible, sorry) and we were still stuck. At least the lab was pretty spacious. It would be a lot worse if we were all stuck in like…a cupboard or something.

Needless to say, morale was pretty low. Anger and emotional instability issues were high and extra squabbling was expected at a time like this.

"Have you figured out what's wrong yet?" Brittany was now draped over a beanbag chair like Eleanor had been earlier.

"I'm zeroing in on the problem. It shouldn't be long now!" I said confidently.

Brittany flopped her face forward into the beanbag. "That's what you said two hours ago."

"Perhaps…" Jeanette squeaked in her whispery voice. "You should take Eleanor's suggestion and make sure the wires are in the correct spots."

"I've got this. Just let me work." I had absolutely no idea how to fix this thing, but I didn't want to admit that with Britt, Ellie, and Simon in the room. It would make them all question if I was actually smart or just acting the part.

Theodore was entranced by the movement of my red and cyan colored lava lamp. "Whoah….look at those bubbles twist and turn. Why do they do that?"

Simon paced up and down the half carpeted lab floor. "Just let me take a look at it. You know two heads are better than one."

I shook my head. "My security system. My lab. My rules."

Eleanor jumped behind me and caused me to drop the wrench I was holding while fixing the control panel. "I could hack us out of here if you let me." She offered.

My fur bristled. "No hacking. You can't solve everything with hacking."

"Is anyone gonna answer me on the lava lamp thing?" Theodore called out, sounding just as frustrated as everyone else.

"When heated the wax mixture becomes less dense than the water. That's why the blobs of wax rise up. Then, once they cool, they float back down to the bottom." Jeanette explained to my less sciencey bro.

Theo's brown eyes sparkled. "Woah! Neat!" I have no clue if he actually understood what Jeanette said or if he was just saying "neat" as a reflex. I like to think it's the first one. She did make it easy to understand. Although, I might only be saying that because I have a science-brain now.

"This is maddening. I have to meet Jesse at the mall at 6!" Brittany complained. "And it's already 5:30!"

"Best to text her and say you can't make it because Alvin is being too stubborn to ask for help." Simon fumed.

"Alvin, please!" Tears were streaming in Britt's eyes now. "Just let Simon fix it!"

"Maybe I can help." Jeanette fidgeted with the jelly band bracelets on her wrist.

I reluctantly handed her a screwdriver. At least she was a better help than Simon. Simon would just take over and not explain what he did, leaving me entirely reliant on him next time the malfunction occurred. I needed to know how to repair this glitch on my own power.

More time ticked on and I got even more upset at the dumb security system. Jeanette and I had scoured the control panel for any signs of things that were wrong. It all looked completely fine.

"That is very odd." Simon rubbed his chin. "Perhaps the issue is with the program that the system is running….rather than the wiring."

I fumed. "Are you accusing me of writing a faulty program!?"

"Given your lackluster computer coding skills, yes." He retorted.

I balled my hands into fists. "Coding is hard!"

"Just let me take a look at the program you're running." Simon begged.

"Yes, so we can FINALLY get out of here." Brittany added. She had taken to laying on top of one of my two lab tables and I was too busy dealing with the malfunction to tell her not to.

"It's on my laptop." I begrudgingly admitted to Simon.

"Alright." He smiled a little. "Where's the laptop?"

"You're not gonna like the answer." I grimaced.

"Oh no." He rubbed his forehead, the smile fading away.

I nodded. "Yep. It's in my room. Upstairs."

"We are never getting out of here." Simon moaned, sitting down on the floor and flopping to his side like a ragdoll.

"Not true." Eleanor stood atop one of the beanbag chairs. "All we need is someone on the outside to get the laptop."

"Let's call Dave!" Theo squeaked.

I frowned. Did I want Dave knowing my barely budding programming skills had trapped all of us in my lab for hours? No! What if he punishes me by banning me from my own lab!? What if it makes him think I've regressed to old patterns of causing trouble!? What if he thinks I did it on purpose!? Also, WHY DO I HAVE THIS MUCH ANXIETY!?

"No. Dave's working round the clock. He doesn't have time to clean up our messes." Simon pointed out.

My chubby brother in green frowned. "Let's not call Dave. Who else can we call?"

"Ghostbusters!" Eleanor said with a smirk.

"Not the time, Ellie." Brittany covered her eyes with both her hands as she continued to lay on the table.

"What about Geizmo?" I asked, thinking in a sheer panic, which is something I do a lot. "If you told Geizmo exactly what to press on the laptop, could he fix the jacked up code and free us?"

"Theoretically, maybe." My brother in the blue shirt with an atom design on it sat up. "But do we really want to leave it in his hands? He's five!"

"Well, I doubt Warbie's gonna be any better." I reminded him. "He literally hunts and pecks the keyboard and his understanding of tech ends with social media."

"What about Zeela or Pippi?" My taller brother looked at my girlfriend hopefully.

Jeanette sat down on the beanbag Eleanor wasn't standing on. "I'm sorry, Simon. They're out shopping with Miss. Miller. They won't be home until late tonight. I sent them with her so that I could help Alvin with his invention. He didn't want many distractions."

I rolled my eyes. "Funny how that worked out." I didn't think it was funny, but maybe anyone reading this will.

"Great." Brittany snapped sarcastically. "Not only have I missed seeing Jesse and buying really cute dresses, now our only hope of getting out of here is….is….is….robo baby brat!?"

"Looks like it." Theo reached up to pat Brittany's head.

"No. I'm not leaving it up to Simon's kid." She growled. "For all we know, he'll malfunction too!" She leapt off the table and rolled up the sleeves of her stylish fuschia top. "I'm bustin' us out of here myself!"

Eleanor snickered. "Good luck with that."

"Brittany, I don't think…." Simon quieted down as Brittany hurled herself into the door at full force.

SLAM! She fell to the ground pounding with her fists on the door. "Owww."

"Are you okay, Brittany?" Theodore helped the Chipette in pink to her feet.

"I'm fine." She sulked. "What use is super strength if I can't even break that door down?"

"That door was built to withstand a lot more than a chipmunk with impressive upper body strength." Simon told Britt, also helping her up from her embarrassing attempt to free us.

"Too bad it wasn't built to withstand the Alvin virus that invades all tech and causes it to break." Eleanor quipped with a grin that I really REALLY wanted to swat off her face.

"Shut up, Eleanor." I snapped. I was past the limit now.

Simon pushed a few buttons on his phone and I knew he was contacting his robotic son. Yes, he has a son….Yes, it's weird. I like the little robo dude though. He's pretty fun. Doesn't get along with his cousin Warbie though. They still need time to warm up to each other.

"Geizmo, hey, hi. It's me, Simon. We need a favor." My brother said. "Are you busy?"

"Is he busy?" Brittany rolled her eyes. "He spends all day watching youtube videos. Of course he isn't busy."

"What you want, daddy?" The robot asked in his childlike voice.

"I need you to get on Alvin's laptop and run a program called Ultimate Security. Then, I need you to send me a picture of what the screen looks like." Simon instructed. "Can you do that?"

"No. You play with me first. Pwease." Geizmo replied with a whine.

"I can't." Simon grumbled. "I'm trapped in Alvin's lab."

Geizmo started to cry. "Daddy like uncle Alvin more than me! It not faaaair!"

And then the call ended.

Simon flopped his head down onto the lab table and set the phone beside him. "Well, there goes that option."

"Maybe if you were better at being a dad to Geizmo, he'd be more cooperative." Theodore pointed out, causing Simon to seethe with rage.

"I'm doing the best I can!" He insisted.

I felt the need to add some things, though I likely should have kept my mouth shut. Oops. "The best you can? You barely spend time with him! You're all like "Hey, Theo, watch Geizmo! Hey, Jeanette, watch Geizmo! Hey, Alvin, watch Geizmo!" And then, I struck it home with one last true, yet insulting blow. "Hey, Geizmo, watch youtube!"

"You try raising a kid while attending school and being in clubs and being your dad's personal electrician and plumber tech support and….and….I can't take this anymore! I want out of here!" Simon got up from the chair and clawed desperately at the metal door.

"Does Warbie not count as a kid?" I asked, tilting my head. "Cuz I spend more time hanging out with him than you do with Geizmo."

"Yeah, but do you do any actual parenting, Alvin?" Theo questioned me.

"Some, yeah." Maybe not as much as I thought.

"So, bottom line, we are trapped in here until Dave gets home?" Brittany asked, slumping against the wall with the lava lamp shelf in defeat.

Simon sighed loudly. "It appears so. Sorry, guys. And I'll stop asking all of you to watch Geizmo so much. He is my responsibility. I created him and as hasty and ill thought out as that decision was, it's up to me to handle the consequences."

Jeanette clapped her hands. "Very good, Simon!" The girl in purple stared at us one by one, confusion on her face. "Now, what do we do?"

"We're gonna starve!" Theo whined.

"I have an emergency food supply." I opened the drawer of the lab table. "See? I've got trail mix, gummies, and dried fruit."

Theodore grabbed a bag of trail mix and hungrily munched it. "Thanks. I was starting to get really hangry."

"I feel like we're in one of those TV episodes where they only use one set location to save money." Jeanette placed a finger on her cheek.

"Like a bottle episode." I said automatically. The nerd in me was strong as ever.

"Bottle episode?" Brittany didn't have a clue what we meant.

"Yeah, you know, like on TV tropes." I cleared my throat. "This incident shall henceforth be known as The Bottle Episode."

"We've gotta find a way to pass the time." Eleanor grumbled. "And all the board games and card games aren't in here."

"We could play a game on our phones!" Suggested my youngest brother.

"My phone's dead." I said. "And the charger's in my room."

"Mine's at 8% battery." Jeanette chimed in.

"20%" Eleanor frowned. "Mine wouldn't last through more than one round of Among Us."

Theodore stuck his phone back in the pocket of his jeans. "Nevermind."

"You really need to charge your phones more." Simon nagged the three of us. "What if this were a real lockdown emergency?"

"Yeah, well, I didn't count on getting stuck in Alvin's nerd cave all day." Eleanor retorted.

Jeanette folded her arms. "I don't believe in charging mine until it's at 1%. I don't want to waste electricity."

"I just….forgot." I tapped my head. "Good ol swiss cheese brain, ya know."

"I have an idea." Britt's sassy voice came from my left. "But I doubt you'll like it."

"What is it?" I felt like I was going to regret asking this.

"Truth or Dare." Her bubblegum colored lips quirked into a grin.

"No. No. Absolutely not." Simon shook a finger in the air. "Positively not. There's too many ways that could go wrong."

"My secrets aren't gettin' spilled in some dumb game like that." Britt's youngest sister fumed. "If you want my secrets, you're gonna have to interrogate them out of me."

"Plus, this room is kinda cramped for doing a bunch of dares." Theo said. "But I would love to play Truth Or Dare some other time."

"Told ya you wouldn't like it." The Chipette in pink grumbled. "I don't know why I bother."

"You guys wanna hear the game I made up?" I stood tall under my disco ball hanging from the ceiling.

"When did you have time to make up a game?" Britt questioned.

"Just now." I had suddenly had the ideas just flow into my mind rapidly. "It's called Elemental Dance Party Adventure!"

Everyone stared at me, some of them looked intrieged.

"How do we play?" Asked Theo.

I began to explain the rules. "Okay, so, we each get a piece to move around the game board while shaking this dice." I fished a galaxy colored 20 sided DND dice off my junk shelf. "Then, this….can be the game board." I took the framed periodic table poster down from the wall and set it on the lab table. "You move across the periodic table going by the atomic number of each element. Si, Netta, and I can help move your pieces if that's too confusing."

"When does the dancing come in?" Brittany interrupted.

"I'm getting to that, hold on." I smirked. "Before you can move, you have to dance to a song that will be randomly played from….Theo's phone."

"Oh oh! I have an idea!" Jeanette waved her hand high in the air.

"What's your idea?" I could feel my excitement building.

"Once you reach the middle of the gameboard, if you get an odd number, you move forward, but an even number moves you backward." She suggested.

"Oooh! Adding a challenge! I like it!" Eleanor gave her sister a thumbs up.

"What's the middle of the gameboard?" Theo looked at the periodic table poster.

"Well, there's 103 elements represented here. So the middle of the board would be somewhere between 51 and 52. 103 doesn't divide evenly." Simon stated matter of factly.

"So 51.5 then?" Eleanor joked.

"How about we just make it 52. I like 52. It's a good number." Theodore squeaked.

"Okay, then. 52 it is." I grinned and pushed my glasses up to re-adjust them. "Let's play!"

And play we did! The game passed the time really quickly! And I was able to get game pieces for everyone from the junk shelf in my lab. Simon was being represented by a blue paperclip, Jeanette by a purple pencil top eraser, Brittany by a pink colored flower shaped button, myself by a tiny action figure of me, (classic me that is, not 2.0), Theo was being represented by a green binder clip, and Eleanor was playing the game by moving around one of her teal colored hair ties since I had nothing to represent her well on the junk shelf.

The game was heating up now. Ellie and Simon had passed the halfway point. I had too, but I kept rolling even numbers and having to move back so I was nowhere near either of them. Theo and Netta had almost made it to the halfway point. Even Britt, who hadn't even reached the halfway point, was ahead of me. The game looked like this, basically

Me: space 29 Copper

Britt: space 35 Bromine

Jeanette: space 40 Zirconium

Theo: space 48 Cadmium

Simon: space 78 Platinum

Eleanor: space 86 Radon

"Alright, Alvin, you're up!" Brittany tossed the dice at me and I caught them.

I shook and finally FINALLY got an odd number. The first I'd gotten since I hit the midway point. "Ohoho! Yes! 19! That puts me on Cadmium with Theo!"

"And now, you gotta dance toooo…." Theo shuffled up the next song on his phone. "The New Adventures of Winnie The Pooh theme song."

Britt and Eleanor cracked up at that.

I knew my face was pretty red. "Oh come on." I muttered.

"I had to dance to a song called FOOD." Brittany reminded me.

"Yeah!" Eleanor cringed. "And I had to dance to Baby freakin' Shark."

"What's wrong with Baby Shark?" Theo pouted.

"New Adventures is certainly less annoying than Baby Shark." Simon told me, pointing to the spot under the disco ball.

He was right. I accepted my fate and boogied down while the music played. I even sang along. "Time to get up, time to get going, gonna see a friend of miiiine. He's round and he's fuzzy, I love him because he's just…"

"Pooh bear! Winnie the Pooh bear!" Theodore sang along.

When we finished, I launched the dice at Simon. "Okay, your turn Si."

He shook a three. "Aw fiddlesticks. At least I'm not moving backwards." He landed on rectangle 81 aka Thallium.

"Now you have to do…" Theodore snickered. "The Hampster Dance."

Simon reluctantly did a very weird half country line dance and half hip hop routine. It was kinda awesome.

"Boys? Are you in there?" A metallic knock came from the door that trapped us all inside the lab. "Is everything okay?"

We all rushed to the door. "Dave!" We squealed. "Thank goodness you're here!"

With some trial and error, Simon showed Dave how to use the program on my laptop to re-program the security system. Turns out I had a couple of commands accidentally programmed in reverse…which explained my security system locking us all in….instead of intruders out. Rookie mistake, really.

Once we were free, I promised to let both Simon AND Jeanette double check my programs from now on. Dave wasn't mad. In fact, he was happy that we'd found such a good way to pass the time while we were all stuck.

And then, since we'd missed out on most of what we wanted to do that evening, we finished the game after a very VERY late dinner. Simon and Eleanor tied for first place and Eleanor challenged him to a tiebreaker arm wrestle. Ells won, of course.

I guess the moral of the story is that creativity helps you in ways you least expect or something like that. I dunno. I'm tired and I have to fix the mess that we all made in my lab. Then maybe I can finish the concept art for that hands free auto feeder thingamajig. Ohoho! I have a good feeling about it!

I am super excited to hear what you think of this one!

I have so many more mini tales all lined up! I just need the motivation! I'll probably either go with a Simon one or Jeanette one next. After that I have a fun camping story from Dave's POV.

I'll post again as soon as possible! Alvinnn! Season 6 is still sitting in TV purgatory, so this is how I am coping.