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taraljc.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2004-07-28 07:36 pm
Clean Up on Aisle 9 by StuckHereWithNoTV (Rated PG)
Fandom: JAKE 2.0
Pairing: NA
Author on LJ: NA
Author Website: NA
Why this must be read: Set before and during "The Tech", lovely little "missing scene" piece which fills in some of Diane's backstory, and how what taking over the project from Gage really means to her.
"Don't be so discouraged, it happens all the time," Diane said sympathetically. "I'm sure it was the stress that caused it. A slower time is nothing to be ashamed of and I promise the injection won't be that bad." Smiling, she stroked the top of his head. "Don't worry, I still love you," she laughed teasingly.
"Miss Hughes."
Diane nearly fell off the stool she was sitting on. Straightening her lab coat with as much dignity as she could muster, she turned to face the gruff voice that had addressed her, "Yes, Doctor?"
"Who were you talking to?"
"Uh, n-no one, sir."
Dr. Gage craned his neck to see what was behind his assistant. A pair of beady black eyes stared back at him. Twitching its nose, the small mouse stood on its hind legs peering out of the large box maze that sat on the table.
"Miss Hughes," Dr. Gage reprimanded, annoyed. "You are not being paid to socialize with your experiments."
"Yes, Doctor."
"You are here as my assistant and are to do as told."
"Yes, sir. I know I—"
"And when I said to run tests, I meant run tests. Not give a pep talk to a rodent."
"Well, I know that. But I was just—"
"Can I see you in my office," he said already walking towards it, not waiting for her answer.
Diane picked up Antonio and set him back in his cage muttering, "Well geez, since you asked so nicely—"
"Miss Hughes!" she heard him bellow from afar.
Clean Up on Aisle 9
Pairing: NA
Author on LJ: NA
Author Website: NA
Why this must be read: Set before and during "The Tech", lovely little "missing scene" piece which fills in some of Diane's backstory, and how what taking over the project from Gage really means to her.
"Don't be so discouraged, it happens all the time," Diane said sympathetically. "I'm sure it was the stress that caused it. A slower time is nothing to be ashamed of and I promise the injection won't be that bad." Smiling, she stroked the top of his head. "Don't worry, I still love you," she laughed teasingly.
"Miss Hughes."
Diane nearly fell off the stool she was sitting on. Straightening her lab coat with as much dignity as she could muster, she turned to face the gruff voice that had addressed her, "Yes, Doctor?"
"Who were you talking to?"
"Uh, n-no one, sir."
Dr. Gage craned his neck to see what was behind his assistant. A pair of beady black eyes stared back at him. Twitching its nose, the small mouse stood on its hind legs peering out of the large box maze that sat on the table.
"Miss Hughes," Dr. Gage reprimanded, annoyed. "You are not being paid to socialize with your experiments."
"Yes, Doctor."
"You are here as my assistant and are to do as told."
"Yes, sir. I know I—"
"And when I said to run tests, I meant run tests. Not give a pep talk to a rodent."
"Well, I know that. But I was just—"
"Can I see you in my office," he said already walking towards it, not waiting for her answer.
Diane picked up Antonio and set him back in his cage muttering, "Well geez, since you asked so nicely—"
"Miss Hughes!" she heard him bellow from afar.
Clean Up on Aisle 9
