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"Hey, what is that racket down there?"
"Nothing! Nothing, just a video I am watching. Go back upstairs."
Ugh, Siblings. Really should get this basement soundproofed or something. When I blow things up or a powerful stink rises from my experiments they always want to know what is going on and if I died down here. Then, there are the hugs... okay, I kind of like those, but don't tell any one. I have an image to maintain.
Nikalo the MAD SCIENTIST! When I was 5 I said that was what I wanted to be when I grew up and everyone thought it was so cute. When I still wanted to be a mad scientist at 13 I was sent to counseling, well, maybe that also had to do with covering the gym floor with a superfluid that got rid of friction and then after 48 hours ate through the floor completely. After that I took my experiments underground, literally. I moved my room into the basement and built a secret dugout space beneath that to do my work.
Now my family thinks I am a little weird, but normal over all. Sometimes they even fetch me my equipment for my experiments and don't even know what they are helping me with. Keeping my experiments under wraps is easier than I thought it would be. Mad Scientists don't need to be in your face and with the Internet I can supply gadgets to the worst of them without even getting my hands dirty. It is awesome!
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Story by me
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