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Chapter six here we are-

I sure hope this one isn't freaking short oml

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Just after T K.O teleported out of the small room, Carol only cried harder. She was desperately trying to calm herself down, and of course, it wasn't working. Gene knelt next to her, consoling her quietly. There wasn't much he could say, after all.

Carol slowly calmed down, sitting back on her feet while Gene tries to get a much more coherent answer out of her than, "It's my fault he's gone."

"Carol, please... It's not your fault..."

"Of course it is...! I-I could have done something!"

The mother rubbed at her eyes, sniffling.

"I know I could have done something... I could have gone straight after him, tracking him down, to find where he took my son." She looked down, at her hands, before looking back up at Gene. "But I instead ran away, away from myself, away from him, and away from P.O.I.N.T.! I'm a pathetic mother, and I couldn't even save him..." She sighed, already feeling another wave of tears coming.

Gar shook his head, gently rubbing Carol's back. This talk was going to go nowhere if he didn't encourage her to come out of her depression.

"Listen, Carol. You're not pathetic. He's been gone for a long time, yes, but even then, you've been striving to get him back. That T K.O kid, he was a lot different than K.O. Like he has a personality disorder! That might explain why he was so mad when you said his name!" Gar explained, believing himself to be correct. Carol blinked up at him, swallowing roughly.

"Y-yes but-"

"No 'but's! That kid might not have been exactly him, but they are connected! S-so maybe we just find that kid again, and keep him as calm as possible! Maybe we can get answers out of him." Gar smiled, causing a sad smile to pop up on Carol's face.

"Thank you, Gene..." She mumbled, rubbing her red eyes once more. "I always forget how easily you can cheer me up.."

"No problem, Carol." With that, they hug and share a sigh. Now to do something to find T K.O. Soon enough, they separated from the hug and stood to head back out of the storage room.

On the other side of the store, two employees argued, unaware of the fact that Gar and Carol were coming out of the storage room.

"Well, I didn't know!"

"Didn't know that this kid might have been mentally unstable?! Seriously, Rad! I don't care if you have 'cool' friends! You don't need to be a jerk to a kid, or even just around me!"

The blue alien flinched, looking away stiffly.

"Enid, look, I'm sorry." Rad tried, looking worried for his life. "I know, it was a bad idea to not be nicer, but it's not easy being empathetic, y' know?"

"I can't tell you to try harder next time, can I?" Enid sighed heavily, as she watched Rad's head shake with a 'No'. She dropped her head into her hands, groaning. Nothing is ever easy with Rad. Ever.

Suddenly, the two employees snapped their heads back up to the sound of walking, seeing Carol and Gar heading up the aisle to the front of the store. Carol was still upset, even if she had a small smile on her face. Gar, on the other hand, had a neutral face on, to mask his feelings on the matter. Both seemed like they didn't want to talk, but would if they needed to. Enid was the first to speak up.

"Gar, Carol...?" They looked her way and stopped just a bit before the counter. "Are you both okay?"

Carol looked at Gar and nodded. A secret, maybe?

"Yeah, we're fine." Carol managed to answer, her throat raw from sobbing for a while. "Did you happen to see where that kid went?"

"You mean... The boy who suddenly ran into the back room crying?" Rad chimed in, frowning a bit. "No idea. Why didn't he come out with you guys?"

"He, uh..." Gar laughed after a moment as if he was trying to lift the mood. "He teleported out. We were wondering if he teleported in here before running out, maybe?" Rad shook his head, and Enid only looked confused, now.

"That kid can teleport?" Rad asked at the same time as Enid, surprised as ever. Sure, Enid assumed he might be able to teleport, but not to a presumably long distance from here.

"Yes. It surprised me too." Carol looked away, frowning, then looked back up at Gar. "I just hope I'm right with this one, Gar."

The boss nodded slightly, patting her shoulder. "I've got a feeling that he's the one." Rad and Enid shared a look, somewhat remembering what they could be talking about. Now and then, Carol would come into the bodega, looking down in the dumps, and close to tears. They always caught some words between Gar and Carol, and it was always the same. Eventually, the two came up with the most reasonable explanation.

"That was your son, wasn't it?" Enid spoke up, almost regretting her words when Carol's eyes started to water up once more. Carol slowly nodded, her breathing ragged as she held in another sob.

"Cob, I'm... I'm sorry..." Enid frowned, sighing, not knowing much of anything else to say. Before she quickly said, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Carol's head whipped back up from the floor, and she looked genuinely surprised. She stuttered slightly, looking between Gar and Enid, not having wanted to wrap them all up in this.

"Uh, yeah, me too! Anything I can do, too?" Rad joined in. Enid snapped her head towards Rad, looking confused. Wouldn't Rad rather sit something like this out?

"Oh, could you both go look outside for him...? All around, too. He couldn't have gotten far, I think..." Carol smiled, nodding her head slowly. Gar patted her shoulder and looked at his employees.

"I'll be searching too. We should split up. If either of you catches sight of him, report it to me immediately." Gar commanded, the employees saluting and nodding right after.

"Sir yes, sir!" They chimed and looked at each other. With another silent decision, the two ran out of the shop, splitting up. Rad went into the nearby forest, while Enid planned to look around the small Plaza, before joining the search in the forest.

Gar turned back to Carol, and she looked up at him with sorrowful eyes. This would be easy to find the kid, right? Gar gave her a quick hug, and a kiss on her forehead, as if to say 'everything will be okay.' She smiled brokenly, waving goodbye to him as he went out to search for the missing child.

Once everyone had left the store, she collapsed to her knees, silently sobbing.

"Cob, please... Bring my son back..."

Meanwhile, a certain evil genius kept making sure all the readings were correct. He had to be alone. Even Boxman couldn't come in here. Any time that he snuck in, he shooed the other out, not saying much other than, "it's a secret."

Venomous looked up at the rat in the tube, floating around in the semi-clear liquid, her fur had turned a morbid green, along with her hair, as if reacting to the glorbs that she was being created with. It was of such importance that she didn't see anyone else but him at first. He wanted her to know she was his, and his alone. But not to control, no.

He checked her status again, frowning as he saw that there would be a bit more time going into this. But, at least she was almost ready to come out into the world for the first time. Ever since T K.O was becoming more suspicious of all his gifts and more, even if he wasn't allowed outside, he would eventually escape, he knew. So at that point, he had started partaking in creating who he would call, "Fink". She would help him and Boxman find T K.O, fast, and easily. Much more so than Shadowy Figure, his former alter ego. He'd originally called the man to get his son back, and of course, he'd failed. Because T K.O wasn't back yet. Venomous had planned a sort of harsher scolding, to get him to know what he did was wrong, but he was still grounded. Just not locked in his room.

The Professor sighed when he saw the time for Fink's awakening increase once more. Perhaps his stress was somehow affecting her? He sure hoped not. With that thought, he shook his head.

"She'll be alright before I get back." Venomous hummed, taking off his gloves and throwing them in the trash. He took off his lab coat and hung it next to the door, as he was going through. With a final glance back at the rat in the tube, he gave a small smile. Venomous then left, trying to collect his thoughts.

He planned to talk with Boxman for a bit, to connect with him once more. Besides, he's been cooped up in his lab ever since he had started to make Fink. The only time he had been out, was when he heard from Boxman that T K.O had escaped. With that, he'd stepped out of his lab for the time to figure out what to do with T K.O when he came back. Boxman decided that he should be grounded, but when Venomous had suggested locking him in his room for such, the two agreed quite fast. In hindsight, it was a bad idea to isolate him as they did. Although, they had never known about his fears for small spaces to be locked in. Even Venomous had wanted to unlock the door, though he was the one who suggested they do that. As soon as he heard his son cry, he forced his legs to move. He went straight down to his lab, and hadn't left it until now.

What would Boxman say? What would he do? Would he start yelling, telling him how bad he was for abandoning him to work on some practically lifeless project? He shook a bit, just hoping it wasn't going to be any of that.

As he headed closer to Boxman's office, he felt his fears get worse and worse. With a shaking hand, he knocked loudly on Boxman's door, hoping he was inside.

Venomous had to wait for only a second, before the engineer's voice carried through the doors.

"Come in~!" Boxman shouted, and the professor gulped. No turning back now. He went through the doors, seeing Boxman's head lift in surprise as if he hadn't expected the knocker to be Venomous. He stood up quickly, slamming his hands down on his desk.

"Er, hello, Boxy?" Venomous offered. Within seconds, Boxman rammed into him with a hug, squeezing him tightly. Boxman sniffled, looking up at the gaping Professor.

"I never thought you'd leave that lab of yours!" Boxman huffed, furiously trying to wipe away his tears. "I don't care if it's only been a few days, but I had to run Voxmore all by myself! I've been sending bots out to look around the blasted Plaza, and all of them are being broken by the Plaza Losers, and I'm-"

"Boxy, Boxy... Shh..." Venomous gently hushed him, patting his head. The violet-colored man felt worse than he had before, hating hearing his boyfriend, sobbing over him. It was torturous, and he felt close to tears himself. "I'm sorry I left you alone, it was wrong of me to do that." Venomous sighed, gently running his hands through Boxman's green-tinted hair. Boxman only sniffled and tried to get rid of his tears, looking angry.

"You're right. So wrong of you to just leave without saying a thing! I felt so horrible for T K.O when he started crying! You shouldn't have locked him in there!" Boxman growled, his voice breaking at the last sentence.

Venomous suddenly felt on the defensive, growling his response right back.

"You agreed to it too! I wasn't the only one in on this, you know?!"

Boxman flinched, having pulled away from Venomous in case of him suddenly lashing out. Venomous looked dejected, now aware of the tense feeling in the air. He sighed, running his clammy hands through his hair to try and calm down. It wasn't okay for them to get this mad. They were just stressed from all the things happening for the past few days. Which meant that they really needed to reconnect soon, or else their lives would have to go separate ways. Venomous looked back down to Boxman, who had gone uncharacteristically silent, looking away.

"Boxman." Venomous started, and the shorter man whipped his head back up to look at his mate. His eyes were tearing up again, but he forced himself to look up at the much taller man.

"I'm sorry." He forced out, hating whenever he had to admit that something was his fault. "I'm sorry for leaving you for so long. I just... thought maybe... I could have Fink done and ready to go find T K.O. But of course she's not ready. And here I am, unable to find my son, our son, to apoligize and get him back on our side. I surely hope that Shadowy Figure had found him by now..." He admitted, looking away with worry and more in his stance, his arms crossed around himself. Boxman gave a small gasp, not having expected such a thing to come from Venomous' mouth. He was always so confident, and seeing him like this broke his heart a bit more.

"P.V. I forgive ya'." Boxman gave a smirk, shrugging. "And no, I'm not bluffing either! We're both just messes, aren't we?" Boxman tried to joke, a hopeful smile on his face. Venomous stood idly, looking down at Boxman with a slight amount of remorse, and disbelief.

"Boxy, I.." He startled, trying to find the words to ssy before chuckling a bit. "Yes. If that's what you want to call my disorganization, then so be it. We're messes." The purple man nodded, gently patting Boxman's shoulder, and squeezing it in assurance.

"You think we'd be able to find him soon?" Boxman hummed, his own hand coming up to grab Venomous' hand. Venomous nodded, a gentle smile on his face now too.

"Of course, Box. We're getting him back, no matter what." His gentle smile turned sinister, and Boxman's morphed to a similar, yet a bit goofier, look. The two burst out with their evil laughter, holding eachother securely. Shadowy Figure was out there searching for T K.O, but they weren't too worried if he'd find the kid or not. Because soon Fink would be awake. And she'd find him faster than anyone.

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Down below the two evil geniuses, the project stirred to life.

She looked around. Down at herself.

Alive. That's what that was. She was... Alive.

But now there was another problem.

"How do I get out of this dang tube?!" She screamed into her breathing mask, bubbles flowing out as she caught her breath. No answer, of course.

She growled, crossing her arms.

Guess she'd have to wait for her creator.

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