..i’ve? never had a girlfriend? i’ve only dated Pure..
No, kiddo… no, that’s… that’s not true.
*confused?* what do you mean?
You talked to me about a girl once… you wanted to marry her, but I told you that you couldn’t technically get married?
Tag: max
You got it this time?
Yeah, I got it. You’re spotting me still, right Max?
Yep.
Okay – thanks, buddy. I’m gonna go for the same spot as before… *Carlos gets close to the fire pit and, much slower this time, he starts to lower the pot back to the ground*
Alright. *the pondscum slid off the stick he was holding, resulting in Max silently swearing*
*Carlos glanced at him, confused.* You okay, buddy?
Yep, totally, all good. *he doesn’t sound too sure but it’s just pondscum it’s fine*
*Carlos hums and finally gets the pot on the ground* There we go! Second time’s the charm!
I’m,,, really tempted to kick it,, but I’m not gonna. *he takes a couple pods from his pocket* y’know what’s cool? I can fit a bunch of stuff in this hoodie. 20 pudding cups, or a book for examplez
*Carlos smiled at him and nodded* I know, right? I used to stuff all kinds of things in my hoodie when I was a kid – dirt, notebooks, joy buzzers, my pet rat…
Yeah, currently the only things I have in it now are tide pods, a book, and a zipbloc of pondscum- wait hold up pet what now?
Yeah, I had a rat when I was your age. Her name was Ratney. Almost didn’t keep her though because I thought I was allergic to her… *just keeps smiling*
That’s cool, I guess? I’ve seen mice around here, if that relates any.
Yeah? That’s cool. Too bad that I’m allergic to them now though. I miss having a furry pet.
Unless the platypus counts, I’ve never had a pet that wasn’t a fish, anyway, how many pods are we putting in?
Well, I’d start with a low number. But this is your experiment, Max. How many do YOU want to put in?
Well I don’t know, you’re the scientist, I only have like 4.
Ah. Well, let’s start with just one then, and see how fast it dissolves. Since this is cold water, what do you hypothesize?
That’s like a science guess right? Uhh things dissolve faster with hot water, right? So would it pretty much be the opposite?
That’s a great theory! *he looks at his watch to get the time.* It’s 3:20 in the afternoon right now… so that’s our start time.
*max nods. He puts the pod into the water and sits by the pot*
*now here’s the boring part, Carlos thought. He wondered how long this would keep Max’s attention* So… how have things been going in camp, Max? Anything interesting happen?
*Max shrugged* Dunno. Haven’t really been paying attention.
What do you mean you haven’t been paying attention?
I’ve been doing other things y’know? I still have to do the activities but,
But…?
What?
Just… you stopped at ‘but’. What have you been doing, then?
Wait you dont remember her? Your girlfriend?
..i’ve? never had a girlfriend? i’ve only dated Pure..
No, kiddo… no, that’s… that’s not true.
You got it this time?
Yeah, I got it. You’re spotting me still, right Max?
Yep.
Okay – thanks, buddy. I’m gonna go for the same spot as before… *Carlos gets close to the fire pit and, much slower this time, he starts to lower the pot back to the ground*
Alright. *the pondscum slid off the stick he was holding, resulting in Max silently swearing*
*Carlos glanced at him, confused.* You okay, buddy?
Yep, totally, all good. *he doesn’t sound too sure but it’s just pondscum it’s fine*
*Carlos hums and finally gets the pot on the ground* There we go! Second time’s the charm!
I’m,,, really tempted to kick it,, but I’m not gonna. *he takes a couple pods from his pocket* y’know what’s cool? I can fit a bunch of stuff in this hoodie. 20 pudding cups, or a book for examplez
*Carlos smiled at him and nodded* I know, right? I used to stuff all kinds of things in my hoodie when I was a kid – dirt, notebooks, joy buzzers, my pet rat…
Yeah, currently the only things I have in it now are tide pods, a book, and a zipbloc of pondscum- wait hold up pet what now?
Yeah, I had a rat when I was your age. Her name was Ratney. Almost didn’t keep her though because I thought I was allergic to her… *just keeps smiling*
That’s cool, I guess? I’ve seen mice around here, if that relates any.
Yeah? That’s cool. Too bad that I’m allergic to them now though. I miss having a furry pet.
Unless the platypus counts, I’ve never had a pet that wasn’t a fish, anyway, how many pods are we putting in?
Well, I’d start with a low number. But this is your experiment, Max. How many do YOU want to put in?
Well I don’t know, you’re the scientist, I only have like 4.
Ah. Well, let’s start with just one then, and see how fast it dissolves. Since this is cold water, what do you hypothesize?
That’s like a science guess right? Uhh things dissolve faster with hot water, right? So would it pretty much be the opposite?
That’s a great theory! *he looks at his watch to get the time.* It’s 3:20 in the afternoon right now… so that’s our start time.
*max nods. He puts the pod into the water and sits by the pot*
*now here’s the boring part, Carlos thought. He wondered how long this would keep Max’s attention* So… how have things been going in camp, Max? Anything interesting happen?
*Max shrugged* Dunno. Haven’t really been paying attention.
What do you mean you haven’t been paying attention?
I’ve been doing other things y’know? I still have to do the activities but,
But…?
You got it this time?
Yeah, I got it. You’re spotting me still, right Max?
Yep.
Okay – thanks, buddy. I’m gonna go for the same spot as before… *Carlos gets close to the fire pit and, much slower this time, he starts to lower the pot back to the ground*
Alright. *the pondscum slid off the stick he was holding, resulting in Max silently swearing*
*Carlos glanced at him, confused.* You okay, buddy?
Yep, totally, all good. *he doesn’t sound too sure but it’s just pondscum it’s fine*
*Carlos hums and finally gets the pot on the ground* There we go! Second time’s the charm!
I’m,,, really tempted to kick it,, but I’m not gonna. *he takes a couple pods from his pocket* y’know what’s cool? I can fit a bunch of stuff in this hoodie. 20 pudding cups, or a book for examplez
*Carlos smiled at him and nodded* I know, right? I used to stuff all kinds of things in my hoodie when I was a kid – dirt, notebooks, joy buzzers, my pet rat…
Yeah, currently the only things I have in it now are tide pods, a book, and a zipbloc of pondscum- wait hold up pet what now?
Yeah, I had a rat when I was your age. Her name was Ratney. Almost didn’t keep her though because I thought I was allergic to her… *just keeps smiling*
That’s cool, I guess? I’ve seen mice around here, if that relates any.
Yeah? That’s cool. Too bad that I’m allergic to them now though. I miss having a furry pet.
Unless the platypus counts, I’ve never had a pet that wasn’t a fish, anyway, how many pods are we putting in?
Well, I’d start with a low number. But this is your experiment, Max. How many do YOU want to put in?
Well I don’t know, you’re the scientist, I only have like 4.
Ah. Well, let’s start with just one then, and see how fast it dissolves. Since this is cold water, what do you hypothesize?
That’s like a science guess right? Uhh things dissolve faster with hot water, right? So would it pretty much be the opposite?
That’s a great theory! *he looks at his watch to get the time.* It’s 3:20 in the afternoon right now… so that’s our start time.
*max nods. He puts the pod into the water and sits by the pot*
*now here’s the boring part, Carlos thought. He wondered how long this would keep Max’s attention* So… how have things been going in camp, Max? Anything interesting happen?
*Max shrugged* Dunno. Haven’t really been paying attention.
What do you mean you haven’t been paying attention?
Hey, Maximum Max? You doing okay, buddy?
*laying face down in the dirt* yeah, why do you ask?
*frowns, but kneels down and pats his shoulder* You’re in the dirt, buddy. Come on… get up.
i don’t really wanna.. *he mumbles, shifting so he can at least see Carlos*
A bed will be much more comfortable, and cleaner, I promise. *he smiles at Max when the kid looks at him*
i thought about it but part of me is afraid to move.. *he wipes dirt and tears off his face*
*Carlos’ smile drops* I’m sorry to hear that, buddy… want me to carry you?
*he shrugs* i guess.. probably better then laying in the dirt for hours…
*he rolls Max into one arm and once he has a hold on the boy he stands up, cradling him close* Let’s get you to your tent, pal, huh?
*he loosely clung to Carlos as he stood up, still shaking softly as he nodded* ..okay
*Carlos rubs Max’s shoulder as he walks him over to his tent.* Do you have a different shirt you can change into so you don’t get dirt in your cot?
no.. all the others got wrecked so i had to get rid of them *he sighed softly* i’ve been meaning to get new ones
Oh… well, that’s something we’ll do soon. At least take off your hoodie so you don’t overheat, okay buddy? *he carries Max into the tent and gently sets him down on the cot*
*he hesitates before nodding again, pulling off his hoodie and tossing it aside. before he pulled his blanket over himself, Carlos could see he was wearing more bandages then normal*
*Carlos frowned slightly. He picked up Max’s hoodie and shook it out before folding it and setting it down at the foot of the bed.* Do you just wanna sleep, Max? Or do you wanna talk about anything?
You got it this time?
Yeah, I got it. You’re spotting me still, right Max?
Yep.
Okay – thanks, buddy. I’m gonna go for the same spot as before… *Carlos gets close to the fire pit and, much slower this time, he starts to lower the pot back to the ground*
Alright. *the pondscum slid off the stick he was holding, resulting in Max silently swearing*
*Carlos glanced at him, confused.* You okay, buddy?
Yep, totally, all good. *he doesn’t sound too sure but it’s just pondscum it’s fine*
*Carlos hums and finally gets the pot on the ground* There we go! Second time’s the charm!
I’m,,, really tempted to kick it,, but I’m not gonna. *he takes a couple pods from his pocket* y’know what’s cool? I can fit a bunch of stuff in this hoodie. 20 pudding cups, or a book for examplez
*Carlos smiled at him and nodded* I know, right? I used to stuff all kinds of things in my hoodie when I was a kid – dirt, notebooks, joy buzzers, my pet rat…
Yeah, currently the only things I have in it now are tide pods, a book, and a zipbloc of pondscum- wait hold up pet what now?
Yeah, I had a rat when I was your age. Her name was Ratney. Almost didn’t keep her though because I thought I was allergic to her… *just keeps smiling*
That’s cool, I guess? I’ve seen mice around here, if that relates any.
Yeah? That’s cool. Too bad that I’m allergic to them now though. I miss having a furry pet.
Unless the platypus counts, I’ve never had a pet that wasn’t a fish, anyway, how many pods are we putting in?
Well, I’d start with a low number. But this is your experiment, Max. How many do YOU want to put in?
Well I don’t know, you’re the scientist, I only have like 4.
Ah. Well, let’s start with just one then, and see how fast it dissolves. Since this is cold water, what do you hypothesize?
That’s like a science guess right? Uhh things dissolve faster with hot water, right? So would it pretty much be the opposite?
That’s a great theory! *he looks at his watch to get the time.* It’s 3:20 in the afternoon right now… so that’s our start time.
*max nods. He puts the pod into the water and sits by the pot*
*now here’s the boring part, Carlos thought. He wondered how long this would keep Max’s attention* So… how have things been going in camp, Max? Anything interesting happen?
Hey, Maximum Max? You doing okay, buddy?
*laying face down in the dirt* yeah, why do you ask?
*frowns, but kneels down and pats his shoulder* You’re in the dirt, buddy. Come on… get up.
i don’t really wanna.. *he mumbles, shifting so he can at least see Carlos*
A bed will be much more comfortable, and cleaner, I promise. *he smiles at Max when the kid looks at him*
i thought about it but part of me is afraid to move.. *he wipes dirt and tears off his face*
*Carlos’ smile drops* I’m sorry to hear that, buddy… want me to carry you?
*he shrugs* i guess.. probably better then laying in the dirt for hours…
*he rolls Max into one arm and once he has a hold on the boy he stands up, cradling him close* Let’s get you to your tent, pal, huh?
*he loosely clung to Carlos as he stood up, still shaking softly as he nodded* ..okay
*Carlos rubs Max’s shoulder as he walks him over to his tent.* Do you have a different shirt you can change into so you don’t get dirt in your cot?
no.. all the others got wrecked so i had to get rid of them *he sighed softly* i’ve been meaning to get new ones
Oh… well, that’s something we’ll do soon. At least take off your hoodie so you don’t overheat, okay buddy? *he carries Max into the tent and gently sets him down on the cot*
You got it this time?
Yeah, I got it. You’re spotting me still, right Max?
Yep.
Okay – thanks, buddy. I’m gonna go for the same spot as before… *Carlos gets close to the fire pit and, much slower this time, he starts to lower the pot back to the ground*
Alright. *the pondscum slid off the stick he was holding, resulting in Max silently swearing*
*Carlos glanced at him, confused.* You okay, buddy?
Yep, totally, all good. *he doesn’t sound too sure but it’s just pondscum it’s fine*
*Carlos hums and finally gets the pot on the ground* There we go! Second time’s the charm!
I’m,,, really tempted to kick it,, but I’m not gonna. *he takes a couple pods from his pocket* y’know what’s cool? I can fit a bunch of stuff in this hoodie. 20 pudding cups, or a book for examplez
*Carlos smiled at him and nodded* I know, right? I used to stuff all kinds of things in my hoodie when I was a kid – dirt, notebooks, joy buzzers, my pet rat…
Yeah, currently the only things I have in it now are tide pods, a book, and a zipbloc of pondscum- wait hold up pet what now?
Yeah, I had a rat when I was your age. Her name was Ratney. Almost didn’t keep her though because I thought I was allergic to her… *just keeps smiling*
That’s cool, I guess? I’ve seen mice around here, if that relates any.
Yeah? That’s cool. Too bad that I’m allergic to them now though. I miss having a furry pet.
Unless the platypus counts, I’ve never had a pet that wasn’t a fish, anyway, how many pods are we putting in?
Well, I’d start with a low number. But this is your experiment, Max. How many do YOU want to put in?
Well I don’t know, you’re the scientist, I only have like 4.
Ah. Well, let’s start with just one then, and see how fast it dissolves. Since this is cold water, what do you hypothesize?
That’s like a science guess right? Uhh things dissolve faster with hot water, right? So would it pretty much be the opposite?
That’s a great theory! *he looks at his watch to get the time.* It’s 3:20 in the afternoon right now… so that’s our start time.
Hey, Maximum Max? You doing okay, buddy?
*laying face down in the dirt* yeah, why do you ask?
*frowns, but kneels down and pats his shoulder* You’re in the dirt, buddy. Come on… get up.
i don’t really wanna.. *he mumbles, shifting so he can at least see Carlos*
A bed will be much more comfortable, and cleaner, I promise. *he smiles at Max when the kid looks at him*
i thought about it but part of me is afraid to move.. *he wipes dirt and tears off his face*
*Carlos’ smile drops* I’m sorry to hear that, buddy… want me to carry you?
*he shrugs* i guess.. probably better then laying in the dirt for hours…
*he rolls Max into one arm and once he has a hold on the boy he stands up, cradling him close* Let’s get you to your tent, pal, huh?
*he loosely clung to Carlos as he stood up, still shaking softly as he nodded* ..okay
*Carlos rubs Max’s shoulder as he walks him over to his tent.* Do you have a different shirt you can change into so you don’t get dirt in your cot?
The Perfect Scientist 