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*stands there. He flinches once, nervously* @dedmaxsearchhistory

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!

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*stands there. He flinches once, nervously* @dedmaxsearchhistory

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!

dedmax ate over 50 crayons, we couldn’t stop him…

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That could create intestinal blockage! @dedmaxsearchhistory are you okay??

depends what we’re talking about- wait why?

Eating crayons. Have you done it? If it’s just one, that’s fine, but if it’s more than one Max I need you to tell me.

eating- gods fucking damn it, I DIDN’T EAT ANY CRAYONS. i only licked one

G- God fu-freaking… Ugh! *yells at the anons* STOP IT! STOP TELLING ME LIES!

*sighs* at least now you don’t have to freak out over wether or not i ate 50 crayons

I’m sorry, Max… *picks him up and hugs him with a sad face* 😥

*he pats Carlos’ back* you were just worried, it’s alright

I was very worried. I just want you safe, buddy… *hugs him a little tighter.*

… *he chuckles slightly* and i will be as soon you stop crushing me!

Oh… oh! Um, sorry buddy. *he hesitates a moment, but slowly lowers Max back to the ground*

*he smiles slightly, brushing himself off* it’s alright

*he wants to hug Max again already. He settles for reaching and gently patting the top of his head* Well… thanks for putting up with me, mister.

well, thanks for putting up with me *he isn’t really sure what to make of the pats, but he doesn’t hate it-*

*Carlos smiles a bit awkwardly, but happy* No problem, Max.

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*stands there. He flinches once, nervously* @dedmaxsearchhistory

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.*

dedmax ate over 50 crayons, we couldn’t stop him…

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That could create intestinal blockage! @dedmaxsearchhistory are you okay??

depends what we’re talking about- wait why?

Eating crayons. Have you done it? If it’s just one, that’s fine, but if it’s more than one Max I need you to tell me.

eating- gods fucking damn it, I DIDN’T EAT ANY CRAYONS. i only licked one

G- God fu-freaking… Ugh! *yells at the anons* STOP IT! STOP TELLING ME LIES!

*sighs* at least now you don’t have to freak out over wether or not i ate 50 crayons

I’m sorry, Max… *picks him up and hugs him with a sad face* 😥

*he pats Carlos’ back* you were just worried, it’s alright

I was very worried. I just want you safe, buddy… *hugs him a little tighter.*

… *he chuckles slightly* and i will be as soon you stop crushing me!

Oh… oh! Um, sorry buddy. *he hesitates a moment, but slowly lowers Max back to the ground*

*he smiles slightly, brushing himself off* it’s alright

*he wants to hug Max again already. He settles for reaching and gently patting the top of his head* Well… thanks for putting up with me, mister.

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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.

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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.