Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.
Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.
Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.
“Science?”
Skip hadn’t often thought about how long things usually took, he
focused more on the outcome of things even if they took years or only
weeks, the outcome was always the most important part he believed.
Science wasn’t exactly his forte, therefore he also hadn’t given it an
opportunity into his mind too much.He tilted his head a bit and hummed curiously, “Yeah, Science I
guess..” He muttered, not knowing what exactly he was implying with his
statement, hopefully it sounded like he was agreeing. “Do you think I’ll
have to come back here a lot, if you guys find something?”“Maybe,” Carlos said. “The testing will use up the samples and if we don’t get results immediately we might need more.” He then looked at Skip again. “What exactly…. brought you here? I was under the impression you weren’t very interested in… um, science.”
Carlos was still pretty apprehensive. Last night hadn’t left a good impression on him, in actuality.
“Like I said,” Began Skip once more looking over to The scientist with a slight roll of his eyes, “I feel bad for people that have these problems- there’s not a lot I can do about it except give up my body to science! I want to help, but donations only do so much.. Plus, I’m not exactly the richest cat in town.” He sighed, feeling absentmindedly at his empty pockets.
“I’m not that into science, but I figured that when I saw the slip that I could help for once..”
“Huh. Well okay.” That was understandable, Carlos supposed. He still wasn’t sure about working with Skip, but time would tell how it went. “Any help we can get with this would be great. Though results could be a long-time coming, we’ll at least be setting out steppingstones for other researchers who could find the breakthrough. Here… go ahead and sit in that chair and we’ll talk first before we start pulling blood and hair samples, sound good?”
The Perfect Scientist 