5 Apples

[alleyenobrain]

Right, hello? You chaps down there, the ones running this joint--aside from Gypsy, that is, the fleshy ones. You listening? Right!

Listen, dunno if you noticed, things have been preeeeetty exciting up here, unreal, really! Got turned into some kind shiny critter, got to experiment with the whole "having legs" thing, got some loony bloke messing with everyone... plenty of things to put in the ol' diary.

Best yet, got to have fun in my very own one of them story-test things! Probably the most fun I've had all week, and it was completely awful! You all got another one to send up, or something? I'm just thinking, here, really inefficient, having them once a week! Misery levels, not at optimum.

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[itsjustthemads]

[Now Dr. F sounds interested.]

Dr. F: Oh, you're looking for soul-crushing? I suppose we can dredge up an extra helping! But on such short notice...what do you think, Frank?

Frank: Well there's that ONE...but weren't you saving it?

Dr. F: Yes, yes, there's that one...but hmm, should we go for mind-numbingly boring or skin-crawlingly detestable?

[alleyenobrain]

Oooh, tough choice, boys, tough choice! But, ahhh... you know, I think, if we want to maximize things around here, it's boring. Boring is definitely the way to go.

[itsjustthemads]

Frank: Why don't you try that rapture novel, sir? It's eight parts boring and two parts detestable!

Dr. F: You're right, Frank, that is cry-your-socks-off boring! Nnnnhaha!

[He then turns back to Wheatley] But if you're gonna do this extra credit, YOU have to pick your own team to read it! Don't have time to check the schedule for this sorta thing.

[alleyenobrain]

--What, me? Oh! Ohoho! All right then... you can count on me, I'll pick the best of the lot!

[itsjustthemads]

Dr. F: Excellent! We'll see what a double-DOSE of depressing does for your delicate...sensibilities! You're getting the first chapter of the smash-hit end-times misery, Left Behind!

Frank? You keep an eye on this extra experiment! I still need to go rinse out those cowboy chaps.

Frank: Okie-dokie!