I’ve been helping Kyndsie with the mutant kittens for the past week or so. I’m grateful that Wes is allergic to cats and tends to avoid the mutant kittens ever since the incident with Nippy. I don’t think I would be able to talk to him since the Professor made it perfectly clear that she doesn’t want him to get involved with the other Succubi. I just hope he keeps to that rule, even if Mara is trying her hardest to corrupt him.
Layla has tried to talk to me about Wes, but I’ve resorted to just listening to her tell me what he’s been doing. The Professor has placed him with the experimental foods for starters, which mainly involves the Professor’s Star Juice, Liquid Insanity, and her newest project: bouncing marshmallows. So far poor Wes has gotten the stuff in his hair, accidently eaten it, and may have literally started bouncing off of the walls of the lab. If I wasn’t avoiding him, I would have checked on him and maybe joked with him a little.
What are these feelings that I have for him? I don’t understand why I can’t stop thinking about him, or why my heart does a little dance every time I see him. I need to talk to someone, but I can’t tell any of the other Succubi about this. The Professors former assistant is no help, so that leaves me with the Professor herself. I just hope she’s in her sanest state of mind today.
I walk over to her office, which is currently cluttered. Waves of papers flood the room while a bottle of Star Juice sits on the Professor’s desk. The Professor herself has her head down on her desk, resting on a pillow of papers. I have never seen her in such a state. Usually she is running around with formulas and test tubes in her hands, saying the craziest things. Now she is nothing but a docile animal, resting like nothing in the world is wrong.
I head for the door when I hear the one thing I never would have expected to come
from someone like the Professor: crying. Immediately I change my mind about leaving and rush over to her. I can see that her eyes are stained with tears and her hair is more of a mess than usual. She looks at me with a blank expression, as if she sees right through me. Something is wrong, I can see it in her eyes.
“Professor, what’s wrong?”
She shrugs her shoulders as if she has no idea what has made her turn into a
sack of wet feathers and sadness.
“I don’t know. Life, I guess. The fact that I have altered the fabric of humanity more than once. The fact that I have gone against God’s law and changed his perfect creations in so many ways.”
She sighs, almost as if she has completely given up. But given up what?
“I became a scientist to change the world, to prove the existence of so many things. Now look at me: I am nothing but an insane person who plays with people and animals like they are nothing but pawns in a sadistic game of chess. I have failed as a scientist. I have stolen the things that make animals what they are and made them into playthings. I have made young girls into monsters. I have stolen pieces of the souls of so many people.”
“For the greater good. Everything you have done has been to help the world. Just look at your creations. Talking penguins, cats that eat legs and hair, girls who remove parts of people that they don’t want. How could you say that you have failed?”
“Have you seen the people you have taken those soul pieces from? I have. They are walking around like they are missing a part of themselves, and those are the ones that are still alive. It’s time to face the facts Lorelei: I have done horrible things in the name of science. There is nothing to do but fix the damage I have caused, if that’s even possible.”
“What do you mean, Professor?”
“I have to reverse the changes in the genetic makeup of all of the animals and people I have altered, which includes you and the other Succubi. It’s time to make your girls human again.”
If the Professor had told me this before I had met Wes, I would have begged her to change her mind. Now, now I’m ecstatic. I can be a normal girl. I can go out and hang out with friends, go to school, have a relationship…
“What are you going to do about us?”
“Oh, you’ll still live here with me, just as normal girls. Maybe I’ll enroll you into school once I’m sure you all will be able to adjust to living normal lives.”
“Right, I forgot about him. Tell him he can date any one of you now, unless it’s Mara. Personally, I would prefer if he were dating you. He seems to have strong feelings for you, and you are not ridiculous like the others. Would you mind telling the others of my decision?”
I don’t bother to tell her that I will. Already I have wrapped my arms around her in an enthusiastic embrace, which takes her by surprise.
“Maybe I should have mentioned the dating part until after you told the others.”
“It wouldn’t have mattered. I still would have hugged you.”
“Enough with the hugging, Lorelei. Get to the talking. Or better yet, get to the kissing. Poor Wes has waited long enough, and so have you.”
I reluctantly let her go and she shoos me out. By the time she begins writing down her plans to fix everyone I am running to the Food Lab. Before I reach it I end up running into Layla.
"What's going on? Where's the fire?"
"Tell everyone we're going back to being normal. I'm sorry Layla, but I have somwhere to be."
"Like in the arms of His Squishyness? And yes, that's what the Professor likes to call him at the moment. Now go and get him before Mara finds out about the Professor letting him go out with you."
I hug my best friend since forever and rush over to the Food Lab. There, covered in what looks to be pink cotton candy, is a stunned Wes, looking at me like I’m the best thing that has happened since he first came here to work for the Professor. And that includes the cake.
I don’t bother giving him a warning before I wrap my arms around him, not caring a bit about the pink webbing that sticks to my clothes. It’s not long until I feel his arms around me. I can’t believe that in such a short amount of time I have fallen for someone as crazy as him. I guess there are some things science just can’t explain.
“Well,” says Wes, “this is a nice surprise. I’d ask if you had any of that Liquid Insanity of the Professor’s, but that would mean the ending of the hug.”
“What news do you want to hear first: the one about the Professor changing everyone back to normal, or the fact that you can go out with anyone except Mara?”
“If the last one means you’ll go out with me, then I chose that one.”