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Maaaaaax…..?

*he looked sick and pale* whaaaaat..?

Max…. Max, you don’t look good. I… Please, please, please, tell me – did you eat something you shouldn’t have?? I know I just went through this with you but… but humor me, okay?

*he glanced away, muttering* a-an anon made me, okay? but i’ll be fine in abit..

Yeah, it will be because I’m taking you to the hospital! *he picks up the kid and carries him to his car* Max, if you have to throw up then don’t be afraid to do it. Your body needs to get all that wax out and fast. *he opens the back door of the car and puts Max in a seat.*

*he groaned, wrapping his arms around himself* do we really need to go to the hospital? can’t i just die peacefully at camp?

You’re not going to die. It’ll take time before the crayons get to the intestines – but we need to get you to the hospital and get them out before they cause a blockage. *Carlos put a seatbelt on Max and hurried to the driver’s seat* Hold on, Max – you’re going to be okay!

*he leans his head aganst the window, glancing at Carlos* it’s just going to be some huge bill… what can i say to convince you not to go to the hospital? *coughs* it take me like.. five to ten minutes to die Carlos, even that would suck less the a hospital…

I don’t care about the cost, Max – you’re worth it! And it won’t take ten minutes – death from intestinal blockage would take longer. We’re just gonna get that wax out of you and be done with it!

*long groan* how do you even get wax out of a body..?

I… Well, Max, you could throw it up yourself. But if you’re unable to do that, the hospital can pump your stomach. It’s… it’s where they empty it before anything has a chance to get into the intestines.

eww… *sighs* … what if they’re too late and some did get in my intestines? *slightly worried look*

I… I don’t know. But I don’t think we’re too late. I mean… I’m not a doctor or anything, but as a scientist my, uh… my educated guess is that we’re not too late. Hang in there, Max. Um… if you need to throw up at all then… then tell me.

*he nods, shaking slightly* a-alright… t-thanks Carlos..

*nods, glancing at Max through the rear-view mirror* Hang on, buddy. We’ll be there soon. *he puts in ‘hospital’ in the navigation for his car and he follows the directions*

*he just stared out the window, internally trying to calm himself down as he whinced softly*

*it feels like forever for Carlos, but finally he was pulling up to the small-town hospital. He found a parking spot and he hops out before going to help Max. He undoes Max’ seatbelt and holds his arms out.* Put your arm around my neck, Max – I’ll carry you in, okay?

*he hesitated before wrapping his arms around Carlos’ shoulder, seemingly shaking more as he looked at the hospital* i-is this going to suck..?

*’yeah, the stomach pump might!’ No.. no… terrible joke. He wasn’t going to say that one.* Let’s hope it’s not as bad as it could be, Max. But we’ll see how it goes. I got you here quickly, so that’s good. *he picks up Max, shuts the car with his knee before locking it and carries Max to the automatic doors.*

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Maaaaaax…..?

*he looked sick and pale* whaaaaat..?

Max…. Max, you don’t look good. I… Please, please, please, tell me – did you eat something you shouldn’t have?? I know I just went through this with you but… but humor me, okay?

*he glanced away, muttering* a-an anon made me, okay? but i’ll be fine in abit..

Yeah, it will be because I’m taking you to the hospital! *he picks up the kid and carries him to his car* Max, if you have to throw up then don’t be afraid to do it. Your body needs to get all that wax out and fast. *he opens the back door of the car and puts Max in a seat.*

*he groaned, wrapping his arms around himself* do we really need to go to the hospital? can’t i just die peacefully at camp?

You’re not going to die. It’ll take time before the crayons get to the intestines – but we need to get you to the hospital and get them out before they cause a blockage. *Carlos put a seatbelt on Max and hurried to the driver’s seat* Hold on, Max – you’re going to be okay!

*he leans his head aganst the window, glancing at Carlos* it’s just going to be some huge bill… what can i say to convince you not to go to the hospital? *coughs* it take me like.. five to ten minutes to die Carlos, even that would suck less the a hospital…

I don’t care about the cost, Max – you’re worth it! And it won’t take ten minutes – death from intestinal blockage would take longer. We’re just gonna get that wax out of you and be done with it!

*long groan* how do you even get wax out of a body..?

I… Well, Max, you could throw it up yourself. But if you’re unable to do that, the hospital can pump your stomach. It’s… it’s where they empty it before anything has a chance to get into the intestines.

eww… *sighs* … what if they’re too late and some did get in my intestines? *slightly worried look*

I… I don’t know. But I don’t think we’re too late. I mean… I’m not a doctor or anything, but as a scientist my, uh… my educated guess is that we’re not too late. Hang in there, Max. Um… if you need to throw up at all then… then tell me.

*he nods, shaking slightly* a-alright… t-thanks Carlos..

*nods, glancing at Max through the rear-view mirror* Hang on, buddy. We’ll be there soon. *he puts in ‘hospital’ in the navigation for his car and he follows the directions*

*he just stared out the window, internally trying to calm himself down as he whinced softly*

*it feels like forever for Carlos, but finally he was pulling up to the small-town hospital. He found a parking spot and he hops out before going to help Max. He undoes Max’ seatbelt and holds his arms out.* Put your arm around my neck, Max – I’ll carry you in, okay?

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Maaaaaax…..?

*he looked sick and pale* whaaaaat..?

Max…. Max, you don’t look good. I… Please, please, please, tell me – did you eat something you shouldn’t have?? I know I just went through this with you but… but humor me, okay?

*he glanced away, muttering* a-an anon made me, okay? but i’ll be fine in abit..

Yeah, it will be because I’m taking you to the hospital! *he picks up the kid and carries him to his car* Max, if you have to throw up then don’t be afraid to do it. Your body needs to get all that wax out and fast. *he opens the back door of the car and puts Max in a seat.*

*he groaned, wrapping his arms around himself* do we really need to go to the hospital? can’t i just die peacefully at camp?

You’re not going to die. It’ll take time before the crayons get to the intestines – but we need to get you to the hospital and get them out before they cause a blockage. *Carlos put a seatbelt on Max and hurried to the driver’s seat* Hold on, Max – you’re going to be okay!

*he leans his head aganst the window, glancing at Carlos* it’s just going to be some huge bill… what can i say to convince you not to go to the hospital? *coughs* it take me like.. five to ten minutes to die Carlos, even that would suck less the a hospital…

I don’t care about the cost, Max – you’re worth it! And it won’t take ten minutes – death from intestinal blockage would take longer. We’re just gonna get that wax out of you and be done with it!

*long groan* how do you even get wax out of a body..?

I… Well, Max, you could throw it up yourself. But if you’re unable to do that, the hospital can pump your stomach. It’s… it’s where they empty it before anything has a chance to get into the intestines.

eww… *sighs* … what if they’re too late and some did get in my intestines? *slightly worried look*

I… I don’t know. But I don’t think we’re too late. I mean… I’m not a doctor or anything, but as a scientist my, uh… my educated guess is that we’re not too late. Hang in there, Max. Um… if you need to throw up at all then… then tell me.

*he nods, shaking slightly* a-alright… t-thanks Carlos..

*nods, glancing at Max through the rear-view mirror* Hang on, buddy. We’ll be there soon. *he puts in ‘hospital’ in the navigation for his car and he follows the directions*

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You’re grounded for two(2) months

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Stop being smart and start acting grounded already!

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You… you little poop. Do as your Dadlos says!

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Right – I’ll just carry you to your tent then. *picks him up again* No screamin’

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*takes him to his tent* Here you go. Now get in there, and think about…. um… that thing. That bad thing that you did.

Nah

GET IN THERE

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Maaaaaax…..?

*he looked sick and pale* whaaaaat..?

Max…. Max, you don’t look good. I… Please, please, please, tell me – did you eat something you shouldn’t have?? I know I just went through this with you but… but humor me, okay?

*he glanced away, muttering* a-an anon made me, okay? but i’ll be fine in abit..

Yeah, it will be because I’m taking you to the hospital! *he picks up the kid and carries him to his car* Max, if you have to throw up then don’t be afraid to do it. Your body needs to get all that wax out and fast. *he opens the back door of the car and puts Max in a seat.*

*he groaned, wrapping his arms around himself* do we really need to go to the hospital? can’t i just die peacefully at camp?

You’re not going to die. It’ll take time before the crayons get to the intestines – but we need to get you to the hospital and get them out before they cause a blockage. *Carlos put a seatbelt on Max and hurried to the driver’s seat* Hold on, Max – you’re going to be okay!

*he leans his head aganst the window, glancing at Carlos* it’s just going to be some huge bill… what can i say to convince you not to go to the hospital? *coughs* it take me like.. five to ten minutes to die Carlos, even that would suck less the a hospital…

I don’t care about the cost, Max – you’re worth it! And it won’t take ten minutes – death from intestinal blockage would take longer. We’re just gonna get that wax out of you and be done with it!

*long groan* how do you even get wax out of a body..?

I… Well, Max, you could throw it up yourself. But if you’re unable to do that, the hospital can pump your stomach. It’s… it’s where they empty it before anything has a chance to get into the intestines.

eww… *sighs* … what if they’re too late and some did get in my intestines? *slightly worried look*

I… I don’t know. But I don’t think we’re too late. I mean… I’m not a doctor or anything, but as a scientist my, uh… my educated guess is that we’re not too late. Hang in there, Max. Um… if you need to throw up at all then… then tell me.

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You’re grounded for two(2) months

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Stop being smart and start acting grounded already!

Nah

You… you little poop. Do as your Dadlos says!

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Right – I’ll just carry you to your tent then. *picks him up again* No screamin’

Don’t

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*takes him to his tent* Here you go. Now get in there, and think about…. um… that thing. That bad thing that you did.

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I have two pods left,, that kinda worked out.

alright then! Lemme take this to the table so we can sit down. *he shuts off the water and takes the half-filled pot out of the kitchen*

Do you need me to look out again?

Yeah – just lemme know if I got the bottom of the pot over the edge of the table, yeah?

Alright.

*he heads for one of the tables.* Okay, here we are… tell me where I am, Max.

Lift it a little more and you should be good.

Alright *lifts the pot higher and slides it onto the table.* Okay – awesome!

*max put the pods on the table and stood on the bench to look in the pot* you got the timer?

*Carlos pulls out his phone and pulls up the app again* Yep – got it. Ready?

*he grabed one of the pods* yep.

Okay – Pop it in!

Cool. *max put the pod into the pot*

*Carlos starts the timer* So… hypothesis time. What do you think will happen with this? This is the control, but it’s still good to come up with a hypothesis.

I think it’ll probably pop faster since this is clean water.

Hmmm… interesting theory. We’ll just have to wait and see then, won’t we? *he smiles at Max*

*max nods looking in the pot* I,,, think it popped?

Huh? *peers into the pot* What, really? Huh… I coulda sworn it would have taken longer… *he picks up the other pod and gently pokes at the membrane, trying to gauge how thick it is*

Yeah I’m pretty sure some soap shit is comin’ out.

Hey!

And yeah… it’s coming out. Wanna wait a second before we drop in the second one?

Yeah. What’s the time?

Oh! Um… nearly a minute. About… about fifty-three seconds. The water isn’t particularly hot, is it? *he touches it* Oh – it’s warm. Damn… I should have used cold, like the lake water. Oh well.

We could get ice. Make it colder.

Yeah, sure. We still have one pod left, so let’s get it done right. I’ll go grab a bucket of ice. *he stands up to head back to the kitchen*

Alright, cool.

*carlos rummaged around in the kitchen a bit before coming back out with a pitcher full of ice.* Here we go.

Don’t put all of it in at once.

Yeah… I think i’ll start with maybe half of it, or a third… see where the temperature is after that.

Start with a small amount. We can’t make it warmer without starting over.

*smiles at Max* Okay – how about you decide how much to put in, then. *he sets the pitcher on the table for Max*

*max takes a small handful of ice and puts it in the the pot* let’s try that first. Hey maybe we could get some salt and try another thing.

Uh…. what sort of thing, Max?

Like holding salt and ice togeather, that sorta thing. Neil says it sucks and I kinda wanna try it.

No – NO! Absolutely not – you’re not going to do that! *clears his throat* Um, I mean…. don’t. Don’t do that. At all. Never do that, Max. I cannot stress my meaning when I say don’t do that ever.

You’re no fun.

Neither are third-degree burns, Max. Please, just… trust me on this one.

I thought Neil was the other Science Camp kid – why the hell did he do something like that? Er, heck. I meant heck.

*max shrugged* kid’s do stupid shit, man. I don’t make the rules.

Ugh… *though he couldn’t argue with that.* How is Neil? Did he end up okay?

Yeah, he’s fine.

That’s good to hear. I guess I gotta talk to Angie about not doing that sort of stuff, since I’m thinking about it… *he picks up his phone to make a note on it*

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I have two pods left,, that kinda worked out.

alright then! Lemme take this to the table so we can sit down. *he shuts off the water and takes the half-filled pot out of the kitchen*

Do you need me to look out again?

Yeah – just lemme know if I got the bottom of the pot over the edge of the table, yeah?

Alright.

*he heads for one of the tables.* Okay, here we are… tell me where I am, Max.

Lift it a little more and you should be good.

Alright *lifts the pot higher and slides it onto the table.* Okay – awesome!

*max put the pods on the table and stood on the bench to look in the pot* you got the timer?

*Carlos pulls out his phone and pulls up the app again* Yep – got it. Ready?

*he grabed one of the pods* yep.

Okay – Pop it in!

Cool. *max put the pod into the pot*

*Carlos starts the timer* So… hypothesis time. What do you think will happen with this? This is the control, but it’s still good to come up with a hypothesis.

I think it’ll probably pop faster since this is clean water.

Hmmm… interesting theory. We’ll just have to wait and see then, won’t we? *he smiles at Max*

*max nods looking in the pot* I,,, think it popped?

Huh? *peers into the pot* What, really? Huh… I coulda sworn it would have taken longer… *he picks up the other pod and gently pokes at the membrane, trying to gauge how thick it is*

Yeah I’m pretty sure some soap shit is comin’ out.

Hey!

And yeah… it’s coming out. Wanna wait a second before we drop in the second one?

Yeah. What’s the time?

Oh! Um… nearly a minute. About… about fifty-three seconds. The water isn’t particularly hot, is it? *he touches it* Oh – it’s warm. Damn… I should have used cold, like the lake water. Oh well.

We could get ice. Make it colder.

Yeah, sure. We still have one pod left, so let’s get it done right. I’ll go grab a bucket of ice. *he stands up to head back to the kitchen*

Alright, cool.

*carlos rummaged around in the kitchen a bit before coming back out with a pitcher full of ice.* Here we go.

Don’t put all of it in at once.

Yeah… I think i’ll start with maybe half of it, or a third… see where the temperature is after that.

Start with a small amount. We can’t make it warmer without starting over.

*smiles at Max* Okay – how about you decide how much to put in, then. *he sets the pitcher on the table for Max*

*max takes a small handful of ice and puts it in the the pot* let’s try that first. Hey maybe we could get some salt and try another thing.

Uh…. what sort of thing, Max?

Like holding salt and ice togeather, that sorta thing. Neil says it sucks and I kinda wanna try it.

No – NO! Absolutely not – you’re not going to do that! *clears his throat* Um, I mean…. don’t. Don’t do that. At all. Never do that, Max. I cannot stress my meaning when I say don’t do that ever.

You’re no fun.

Neither are third-degree burns, Max. Please, just… trust me on this one.

I thought Neil was the other Science Camp kid – why the hell did he do something like that? Er, heck. I meant heck.

*max shrugged* kid’s do stupid shit, man. I don’t make the rules.

Ugh… *though he couldn’t argue with that.* How is Neil? Did he end up okay?

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Maaaaaax…..?

*he looked sick and pale* whaaaaat..?

Max…. Max, you don’t look good. I… Please, please, please, tell me – did you eat something you shouldn’t have?? I know I just went through this with you but… but humor me, okay?

*he glanced away, muttering* a-an anon made me, okay? but i’ll be fine in abit..

Yeah, it will be because I’m taking you to the hospital! *he picks up the kid and carries him to his car* Max, if you have to throw up then don’t be afraid to do it. Your body needs to get all that wax out and fast. *he opens the back door of the car and puts Max in a seat.*

*he groaned, wrapping his arms around himself* do we really need to go to the hospital? can’t i just die peacefully at camp?

You’re not going to die. It’ll take time before the crayons get to the intestines – but we need to get you to the hospital and get them out before they cause a blockage. *Carlos put a seatbelt on Max and hurried to the driver’s seat* Hold on, Max – you’re going to be okay!

*he leans his head aganst the window, glancing at Carlos* it’s just going to be some huge bill… what can i say to convince you not to go to the hospital? *coughs* it take me like.. five to ten minutes to die Carlos, even that would suck less the a hospital…

I don’t care about the cost, Max – you’re worth it! And it won’t take ten minutes – death from intestinal blockage would take longer. We’re just gonna get that wax out of you and be done with it!

*long groan* how do you even get wax out of a body..?

I… Well, Max, you could throw it up yourself. But if you’re unable to do that, the hospital can pump your stomach. It’s… it’s where they empty it before anything has a chance to get into the intestines.