megawatt!...no wait, i mean MEGAVOLT!

Megavolt slightly shocked himself on his new invention when the plant duck entered before turning in the ducks general direction.He couldn’t believe the duck actually showed up “Hi Reggie… did i?”he answered confused.

 what did he asked him here for again?… plant advise? no no he didn’t own any plants…. at least none that were still alive, he hoped the plant duck wouldn’t notice the pot of full of dead plants in his windowsill.

“Right, I’ll look for it… Please try not to kill us in the meantime.” Reggie turns his torso back inhumanely, extending his arms to search for said note in between the rubbish. “Yuck, I found some fries that started their own ecosystem on the car… A-and I’m not touching any plushie! …Is this a dress…? Okay, I think I found something on a half burnt cereal box…”

Bushroot picks up the box and starts looking into it; it was covered in drawings and so was the piece of paper inside it. “Uh, I think this is it… There are some numbers written on this mess… Oh? Is this you? …He drew you two playing together? Hehe!” That was actually cute, the plant/duck couldn’t help but smile.

“…I’m sure he’ll be happy if you call him… And we’ll avoid any misunderstandings!” The botanist was glad to stop a possible fight.

“the whole taking over the city deal Negaduck planned? good times!” he thought back to the little things he could remember with a smile, ignoring the fact that they all lost in the end.

“quacky told me afterward to call him if i ever wanted another fun time… I never would have thought it would involve dressing up so much!” he slightly blushed at his own comment he couldn't deny it was a bit odd going around in a dress even if it was a very interesting experience.“i should really ask him whats up with that…” he was better off changing the subject back to what it was before Reggie would question things…. but what was it they were talking about?

@bulbloversomething

“Yeah, I remember…” At first, he smiles, then Megavolt mentions Negaduck… “I remember too well.” But Bushroot wasn’t going to complain or to bring up details of their disadventures those days.

“I think wearing fun costumes can count as a game of some kind… Heh. You don’t have to feel embarrassed about it - I’m literally naked. I need to do that if I want to photosynthesize sufficiently to function at the night, but still fells kinda weird sometimes.”

The botanist was seeing, clear as water, that his buddy was very confused about what he was doing. The ex-professor calmly explains; "Keep going straight ahead, then turn right at the second entrance… You’ll see my greenhouse in no time. We’re going there.”

he knew he sometimes lost track of things, but when your alone nobody notices those problems and Quackerjack usually found them amusing to some extent.

his best option was to remain silent for the rest of the ride so he would have another mishap and luckily the ride was short enough to not be very awkward, already seeing the greenhouse in the distance.

surprisingly the greenhouse looks quite normal and megavolt was happy to see that the duck wasn't lying about the solar panels as he looked for a parking spot, he drove on the grass.

suddenly the car stopped before it could reach its destination.

“what?” he checked his car with a slight panic ‘dont tell me i forgot to charge her’ he thought, quickly looking at the power, seeing it was mostly full.”she is high enough for at least three trips around st canard!”he couldn’t place what was wrong, was there a malfunction? 

"why are we standing still?!” he said when something green slithering past the window and caught his eye.

vines were stopping the car from moving forward as the spouted from the ground and intertwined with his car, wrapping around the tires and growing over the roof.

Bushroot was lost in thought, trying to remember if he had something that could help Megavolt… That was staring at him…?

“Oh! Right! Sorry, I forgot… Uh… Now, everybody please calm down…” Reggie slowly moves his hands down, making the plants stop the attack. “There… Sorry about that… The plants are not used to cars parking here… But you’re welcome, of course… But I would prefer if you could avoid the grass…”

Spike happily comes to inspect the car after seeing Reggie getting out of it; he makes excited noises and wiggles his body.

“Spike… You remember Megavolt, right?” The botanist looks back at his friend, not sure if he would recognize the venus fly trap monster. “Don’t worry, he’s friendly… He’s supposed to be my guard but… It didn’t really work out.” Bushroot pets his creature.

“Well, so… You wanna look around? You can go and… interact… with the solar panels, if you like.” Interact was the best word he could came out with… Reggie wasn’t sure what kind of activities Megavolt liked to engage with electronic devices but he was pretty sure he didn’t want to know the details.

he was staring at them longingly before getting out of the car, only to be snapped out of his fantasies of being able to get his hand on some nice solar cells by the plant dog jumping on him.

" i remember you! wasn't this thing banned from our meetings?" he pushed spike off,  sending a warning shot at him so he wouldn't attempt a second try at licking his face.

megavolt got up after being assaulted, and just wanted to close the door of his car when his attention was drawn to the gun on the dashboard, it sparked his memory about why he was here. it was he like he could hear the gun complaining to him for almost leaving her behind to go and frolic with some other electronic

"Oh nonono i didn't forget about you!" he yelped a bit as he swiped the gun from its spot, holding it with care “ I wouldn't dare!” he cooed before turning his attention to Bushroot.

"Reggie can we should stick to our plan? if i go say "hi" to your panels now, i might get stuck taking care of them or go out to get my own! and then this baby would never get her time to shine!" he frowned a bit at the plant-duck 

thinking it was odd that the duck even suggested him to go an take a look when they had big plans for tonight.

“likky what!? woah! nonono you’re gonna-” *a bright flash lit up the room as megavolt shorted out*

Megavolt slightly shocked himself on his new invention when the plant duck entered before turning in the ducks general direction.He couldn’t believe the duck actually showed up “Hi Reggie… did i?”he answered confused.

 what did he asked him here for again?… plant advise? no no he didn’t own any plants…. at least none that were still alive, he hoped the plant duck wouldn’t notice the pot of full of dead plants in his windowsill.

“Right, I’ll look for it… Please try not to kill us in the meantime.” Reggie turns his torso back inhumanely, extending his arms to search for said note in between the rubbish. “Yuck, I found some fries that started their own ecosystem on the car… A-and I’m not touching any plushie! …Is this a dress…? Okay, I think I found something on a half burnt cereal box…”

Bushroot picks up the box and starts looking into it; it was covered in drawings and so was the piece of paper inside it. “Uh, I think this is it… There are some numbers written on this mess… Oh? Is this you? …He drew you two playing together? Hehe!” That was actually cute, the plant/duck couldn’t help but smile.

“…I’m sure he’ll be happy if you call him… And we’ll avoid any misunderstandings!” The botanist was glad to stop a possible fight.

“the whole taking over the city deal Negaduck planned? good times!” he thought back to the little things he could remember with a smile, ignoring the fact that they all lost in the end.

“quacky told me afterward to call him if i ever wanted another fun time… I never would have thought it would involve dressing up so much!” he slightly blushed at his own comment he couldn't deny it was a bit odd going around in a dress even if it was a very interesting experience.“i should really ask him whats up with that…” he was better off changing the subject back to what it was before Reggie would question things…. but what was it they were talking about?

@bulbloversomething

"Yeah, I remember…” At first, he smiles, then Megavolt mentions Negaduck… “I remember too well.” But Bushroot wasn’t going to complain or to bring up details of their disadventures those days.

“I think wearing fun costumes can count as a game of some kind… Heh. You don’t have to feel embarrassed about it - I’m literally naked. I need to do that if I want to photosynthesize sufficiently to function at the night, but still fells kinda weird sometimes.”

The botanist was seeing, clear as water, that his buddy was very confused about what he was doing. The ex-professor calmly explains; "Keep going straight ahead, then turn right at the second entrance… You’ll see my greenhouse in no time. We’re going there.”

he knew he sometimes lost track of things, but when your alone nobody notices those problems and Quackerjack usually found them amusing to some extent.

his best option was to remain silent for the rest of the ride so he would have another mishap and luckily the ride was short enough to not be very awkward, already seeing the greenhouse in the distance.

surprisingly the greenhouse looks quite normal and megavolt was happy to see that the duck wasn't lying about the solar panels as he looked for a parking spot, he drove on the grass.

suddenly the car stopped before it could reach its destination.

“what?” he checked his car with a slight panic ‘dont tell me i forgot to charge her’ he thought, quickly looking at the power, seeing it was mostly full.”she is high enough for at least three trips around st canard!”he couldn't place what was wrong, was there a malfunction? 

"why are we standing still?!” he said when something green slithering past the window and caught his eye.

vines were stopping the car from moving forward as the spouted from the ground and intertwined with his car, wrapping around the tires and growing over the roof.

Megavolt slightly shocked himself on his new invention when the plant duck entered before turning in the ducks general direction.He couldn’t believe the duck actually showed up “Hi Reggie… did i?”he answered confused.

 what did he asked him here for again?… plant advise? no no he didn’t own any plants…. at least none that were still alive, he hoped the plant duck wouldn’t notice the pot of full of dead plants in his windowsill.

“Right, I’ll look for it… Please try not to kill us in the meantime.” Reggie turns his torso back inhumanely, extending his arms to search for said note in between the rubbish. “Yuck, I found some fries that started their own ecosystem on the car… A-and I’m not touching any plushie! …Is this a dress…? Okay, I think I found something on a half burnt cereal box…”

Bushroot picks up the box and starts looking into it; it was covered in drawings and so was the piece of paper inside it. “Uh, I think this is it… There are some numbers written on this mess… Oh? Is this you? …He drew you two playing together? Hehe!” That was actually cute, the plant/duck couldn’t help but smile.

“…I’m sure he’ll be happy if you call him… And we’ll avoid any misunderstandings!” The botanist was glad to stop a possible fight.

"the whole taking over the city deal Negaduck planned? good times!" he thought back to the little things he could remember with a smile, ignoring the fact that they all lost in the end.

"quacky told me afterward to call him if i ever wanted another fun time... I never would have thought it would involve dressing up so much!" he slightly blushed at his own comment he couldn't deny it was a bit odd going around in a dress even if it was a very interesting experience."i should really ask him whats up with that..." he was better off changing the subject back to what it was before Reggie would question things.... but what was it they were talking about?

Megavolt slightly shocked himself on his new invention when the plant duck entered before turning in the ducks general direction.He couldn’t believe the duck actually showed up “Hi Reggie… did i?”he answered confused.

 what did he asked him here for again?… plant advise? no no he didn’t own any plants…. at least none that were still alive, he hoped the plant duck wouldn’t notice the pot of full of dead plants in his windowsill.

Yeah, the dead plants. Reginald looks at them and sights, trying to focus on something else. Megavolt wasn’t able to feed himself properly most of the time, of course he wouldn’t be able to take care of mere plants.

“No, thank you, coffee isn’t healthy for my leaves…” Bushroot looks around the hideout, trying to find some clue on why would Megavolt need him. “…You didn’t call Quackerjack. That’s… very unlike you. You two seem to have a lot of fun terrorizing the City together…”

Reggie drums his leafy fingers on the table, actually envious of them and their close relationship. He squints at the dead plants. Dead plants… people would let plants die purposefully to annoy him, to bully him, to send a message about his inferiority. It was SO enraging! peoplejustlovedtobullyhimbecausehewasaniceguytobefairtheyalldeservetodi- Focus! The plant/duck refrains himself from overthinking. OF COURSE Megavolt didn’t have an elaborate plan to humiliate him. He wouldn’t be capable of planning something so sophisticated… And why would he do that?

Quackerjack had told him he couldn’t help with the plan and he was better off asking bushy. he had felt reluctant to ask since he didn’t know the plant duck well but he needed him for something because he knew plants and biology better than him. bio….BIO!! that was it!!! he excitably hits both his hand on the table and smiled madly at the duck, sparks admitting from his helmet.

“LIGHT! we’re gonna turn all the people of st canard into LIGHTS!” he was giddy with the idea now that he remembered what the plan was.”no more of my light bulb brothers will be enslaved under their cruel conditions! now they all will know how it feels to be luminous!!”he ran to the work bench to get his invention “because this beauty will help us!”he dropped a peculiar looking gun on the table.

It was full of electrical wires that were still sticking out here and there was no way that it would pas any safety regulations, Megavolt was probably the only one that could power it.

“…You wanna burn them like torches…?” Asked the botanist, not very pleased with the idea since it would certainly affect the flora too “…No, you mean… Luminous? As in… Bioluminescence?” That was… an inventive idea, to say the less. It was indeed intriguing.

“Bioluminescence occurs when luciferin and luciferase interacts! The enzyme and its substrate are able to turn ATP into light and it’s wonderful!” Reginald nerds out, excited. “…I guess that’s not what you want to know; but before that, I really need to point out that most organisms that are able to produce bioluminescence are fungi, and that fungi are not plants!” He affirms as if it was absolutely crucial information.

“Yes, I can make plants that glow… Actually, companies tried to sell the idea of bioluminescent plants several times, as city lights and even as house lamps. But to produce light is a costly thing, energetically speaking…” Reginald looks at the dead plants again. He wasn’t sure how he felt about the subject; to force plants to produce light sounded somehow abusive. They already are cleaning the atmosphere from the absurd amounts of carbon dioxide mankind was throwing on the planet every day, stressing them to also be a light source was an unsettling idea.

Maybe that was similar to how Elmo felt about his ‘light bulb brothers’. Reggie pats his back, trying to be sympathetic.

”thanks!”he said before hugging him and walking to his work bench to grab the test tube and look at the plans which one of the things it was he needed.

Not thinking about how the hug might have made the plant duck feel as it was normal for Megavolt to have physical contact when he was working with Quackerjack, who didn’t know the meaning of the words personal space.

“Which one do you think we need to use, to make st canards civilians and hero shine the brightest?”He said with his back still turned to the duck.

he smiled when he looked over the plans, both items would work with just a few little tweaks to his gun.”if you need anything electrical i am your guy!I could bring it to your place!’He thought for a second. Did he even know where the plant duck lived? He wasn’t much of a talker during meetings and if he did mention it Megavolt couldn’t recall where it was.”hey Reggie, where do you live again?”

“Y-yeah, uh, no prob…” The plant/duck mumbles, looking at the floor. “T-the… The isolated DNA will probably be better. I’m quite impressed with your invention… I know you can make wonders with anything electrical but I had no idea you also had interest… In biotech.”

Reggie peeked at the plans trying to understand how the heck the weird, crude-looking gun could be able to rewrite DNA sequences on the fly.

“I live at the University- I mean, at my greenhouse. It used to be St. Cannard University’s, but after decades of hard, unappreciated work I think it’s just fair for me to claim it… They tried to get it back once or twice but… I gave them a lesson. Actually, I have some broken laboratory machinery I couldn’t fix alone… Some of them are old, delicate precision machines. And, of course, I can’t ask the University’s tech to help me with it anymore… So, it would be great if you could take a look!”

Bushroot never had the guts to ask Megavolt to lend a hand with his equipment; the botanist was happy to finally have an opportunity to ask.

Maybe reggie took good care of his lights? and he couldn let the machines reggie mentioned stay broken but couldnt help to be angry.

“Okeeee”his voice sounded more menacing than he liked but anger was still boiling in him, that someone that he considered a comrade in villainy would inslave so many of his prescious luminaries but it was beter to see the sitiation for himself and atleast help those machines.

“Come on, Megs… Do you have any idea what are the working conditions of an academic professor?” Reggie smiles sadly “Have you ever seen Breaking Bad? My machines are ancient, the university never gave me money to buy newer ones… They are like… Old ladies. Grannies. If It wasn’t for me, they would probably be thrown away already. I take good care of them as if they were princesses, I can assure you. And the greenhouse is practically all made of glass… Most of the light me and my plants need comes from the sun! Also, I have some solar panels! Clean, renewable energy… U-uhn, I actually have no idea how you feel a-about solar power… Is it okay?”

He puts his hand-leaves together, worriedly hoping for it to be okay. No way he was slaving the sun or anything like it, right? He was sincerely curious about Elmo’s answer, his relationship with energy was, in fact, fascinating. Reggie was really looking forward to seeing the rat’s reaction to a glowing plant!

“but good job on saving them Reggie! i didn’t know you were fond of machines given your love for plants and all that.” he smiled, his mood had switched around and he couldnt think of a reason why he didnt try and do something with the plant duck sooner “as for solar power, it doesnt give me enough charge.its too light for me”he snickered a bit at his own puns “but great for lamps and some of my other electrical buddies, who dont need a quick shock fix.”

“so what can i repaire for you? oeh is it a centrifuse?a microsope? or perhaps a BIOREACTOR!?”he was very exited if it was that last one, he would have loved to get his hands on that as long at it was drained from all the fluids that device could need depending on the type

The plant/duck was clearly having a good time talking with Megavolt.

“I have a PCR thermocycler and an Electrophoresis box that will surely come in handy for the plan and that are in need of your attention. I think you’re gonna like the box; basically, it works by putting centrifuged DNA into a jello… Then it generates an electrical current through the jello and the DNA parts go from the negative electrode to the positive electrode, and it gets separated by size!” Reggie explains happily to the rat. “It shocked me a couple of times already…”

 he pushed Bushroot towards the door before turning around to grab the gun he almost forgot in his hurry.“i cant forget you now can i “he sneaked a kiss on the gun before leading Bushroot down all the stairs in his lighthouse to his car

the car itself was filled with a number of things.

some of Quackerjacks toys, power tools, toolbox, jumpercables, empty bags of hippo burger took up most of the seats.

he quickly made room on the passenger seat for bushroot so he wouldn't accidentally sit on an exploding teddy or sharp wires.

Reggie wasn’t sure if Megavolt would get annoyed if he pointed out the fact he was forgetting the gun, but thankfully the rat remembered it before leaving.

“Uh… Okay… great…” The plant/duck tries to help Megavolt clean the car, but he was more than a bit worried about exploding it accidentally. So many toys… Quackerjack surely had claimed the car as part of his playground as well. That was uncomfortable.

“Y-yeah, I can navigate… I don’t… plan on touching anything, don’t worry.” Says Bushroot, nodding. He lets his body sink into the seat keeping his hands together. Somehow, he felt trespassing.

He remembered how Quackerjack laughed at the plan when he told him about it. mockingly telling Megavolt to ask Bushroot for help not thinking he would actually do it.

“He is the one that said i should ask you for help and i did! if he feels like he is excluded from the fun than it’s his own fault”

“A-afraid!?” Asked Bushroot in a trembling voice “O-of course… yeah… I mean… He can get really angry sometimes… I want no troubles with colleagues… Especially after… the guy from another dimension… betrayed us.  I need to keep you guys as allies!”

Reggie was sweating; he hated to talk about Negaduck. He hated to even think about Negaduck! 

“If you think it’s okay then It’s okay, I guess…” The botanist sheepishly agreed. “…Maybe we could ask him something to attract Dorkwing, so he won’t feel left behind…”

Megavolt snickered a bit before turning his attention back to Bushroot. He couldn't say the duck wasn't right about Quackerjack's anger problems after Negs betrayal, he always thought he could blow a fuse but Quackerjack was on a whole other level when he was angry and the jester didn't even have any superpowers except for his wackiness but managed enough destruction without.

"yeah youre right, including him might be for the best before he throws a tantrum,"he said reluctingly, he wanted to stick it to Quackerjack for calling his idea stupid but showing him it actually worked was more tempting and might cause less chance of finding a set of chomping teeth in his bed at night.

Megavolt slightly shocked himself on his new invention when the plant duck entered before turning in the ducks general direction.He couldn’t believe the duck actually showed up “Hi Reggie… did i?”he answered confused.

 what did he asked him here for again?… plant advise? no no he didn’t own any plants…. at least none that were still alive, he hoped the plant duck wouldn’t notice the pot of full of dead plants in his windowsill.

Yeah, the dead plants. Reginald looks at them and sights, trying to focus on something else. Megavolt wasn’t able to feed himself properly most of the time, of course he wouldn’t be able to take care of mere plants.

“No, thank you, coffee isn’t healthy for my leaves…” Bushroot looks around the hideout, trying to find some clue on why would Megavolt need him. “…You didn’t call Quackerjack. That’s… very unlike you. You two seem to have a lot of fun terrorizing the City together…”

Reggie drums his leafy fingers on the table, actually envious of them and their close relationship. He squints at the dead plants. Dead plants… people would let plants die purposefully to annoy him, to bully him, to send a message about his inferiority. It was SO enraging! peoplejustlovedtobullyhimbecausehewasaniceguytobefairtheyalldeservetodi- Focus! The plant/duck refrains himself from overthinking. OF COURSE Megavolt didn’t have an elaborate plan to humiliate him. He wouldn’t be capable of planning something so sophisticated… And why would he do that?

Quackerjack had told him he couldn’t help with the plan and he was better off asking bushy. he had felt reluctant to ask since he didn’t know the plant duck well but he needed him for something because he knew plants and biology better than him. bio….BIO!! that was it!!! he excitably hits both his hand on the table and smiled madly at the duck, sparks admitting from his helmet.

“LIGHT! we’re gonna turn all the people of st canard into LIGHTS!” he was giddy with the idea now that he remembered what the plan was.”no more of my light bulb brothers will be enslaved under their cruel conditions! now they all will know how it feels to be luminous!!”he ran to the work bench to get his invention “because this beauty will help us!”he dropped a peculiar looking gun on the table.

It was full of electrical wires that were still sticking out here and there was no way that it would pas any safety regulations, Megavolt was probably the only one that could power it.

“…You wanna burn them like torches…?” Asked the botanist, not very pleased with the idea since it would certainly affect the flora too “…No, you mean… Luminous? As in… Bioluminescence?” That was… an inventive idea, to say the less. It was indeed intriguing.

“Bioluminescence occurs when luciferin and luciferase interacts! The enzyme and its substrate are able to turn ATP into light and it’s wonderful!” Reginald nerds out, excited. “…I guess that’s not what you want to know; but before that, I really need to point out that most organisms that are able to produce bioluminescence are fungi, and that fungi are not plants!” He affirms as if it was absolutely crucial information.

“Yes, I can make plants that glow… Actually, companies tried to sell the idea of bioluminescent plants several times, as city lights and even as house lamps. But to produce light is a costly thing, energetically speaking…” Reginald looks at the dead plants again. He wasn’t sure how he felt about the subject; to force plants to produce light sounded somehow abusive. They already are cleaning the atmosphere from the absurd amounts of carbon dioxide mankind was throwing on the planet every day, stressing them to also be a light source was an unsettling idea.

Maybe that was similar to how Elmo felt about his ‘light bulb brothers’. Reggie pats his back, trying to be sympathetic.

”thanks!”he said before hugging him and walking to his work bench to grab the test tube and look at the plans which one of the things it was he needed.

Not thinking about how the hug might have made the plant duck feel as it was normal for Megavolt to have physical contact when he was working with Quackerjack, who didn’t know the meaning of the words personal space.

“Which one do you think we need to use, to make st canards civilians and hero shine the brightest?”He said with his back still turned to the duck.

he smiled when he looked over the plans, both items would work with just a few little tweaks to his gun.”if you need anything electrical i am your guy!I could bring it to your place!’He thought for a second. Did he even know where the plant duck lived? He wasn’t much of a talker during meetings and if he did mention it Megavolt couldn’t recall where it was.”hey Reggie, where do you live again?”

“Y-yeah, uh, no prob…” The plant/duck mumbles, looking at the floor. “T-the… The isolated DNA will probably be better. I’m quite impressed with your invention… I know you can make wonders with anything electrical but I had no idea you also had interest… In biotech.”

Reggie peeked at the plans trying to understand how the heck the weird, crude-looking gun could be able to rewrite DNA sequences on the fly.

“I live at the University- I mean, at my greenhouse. It used to be St. Cannard University’s, but after decades of hard, unappreciated work I think it’s just fair for me to claim it… They tried to get it back once or twice but… I gave them a lesson. Actually, I have some broken laboratory machinery I couldn’t fix alone… Some of them are old, delicate precision machines. And, of course, I can’t ask the University’s tech to help me with it anymore… So, it would be great if you could take a look!”

Bushroot never had the guts to ask Megavolt to lend a hand with his equipment; the botanist was happy to finally have an opportunity to ask.

Maybe reggie took good care of his lights? and he couldn let the machines reggie mentioned stay broken but couldnt help to be angry.

“Okeeee”his voice sounded more menacing than he liked but anger was still boiling in him, that someone that he considered a comrade in villainy would inslave so many of his prescious luminaries but it was beter to see the sitiation for himself and atleast help those machines.

“Come on, Megs… Do you have any idea what are the working conditions of an academic professor?” Reggie smiles sadly “Have you ever seen Breaking Bad? My machines are ancient, the university never gave me money to buy newer ones… They are like… Old ladies. Grannies. If It wasn’t for me, they would probably be thrown away already. I take good care of them as if they were princesses, I can assure you. And the greenhouse is practically all made of glass… Most of the light me and my plants need comes from the sun! Also, I have some solar panels! Clean, renewable energy… U-uhn, I actually have no idea how you feel a-about solar power… Is it okay?”

He puts his hand-leaves together, worriedly hoping for it to be okay. No way he was slaving the sun or anything like it, right? He was sincerely curious about Elmo’s answer, his relationship with energy was, in fact, fascinating. Reggie was really looking forward to seeing the rat’s reaction to a glowing plant!

“but good job on saving them Reggie! i didn’t know you were fond of machines given your love for plants and all that.” he smiled, his mood had switched around and he couldnt think of a reason why he didnt try and do something with the plant duck sooner “as for solar power, it doesnt give me enough charge.its too light for me”he snickered a bit at his own puns “but great for lamps and some of my other electrical buddies, who dont need a quick shock fix.”

“so what can i repaire for you? oeh is it a centrifuse?a microsope? or perhaps a BIOREACTOR!?”he was very exited if it was that last one, he would have loved to get his hands on that as long at it was drained from all the fluids that device could need depending on the type

The plant/duck was clearly having a good time talking with Megavolt.

“I have a PCR thermocycler and an Electrophoresis box that will surely come in handy for the plan and that are in need of your attention. I think you’re gonna like the box; basically, it works by putting centrifuged DNA into a jello… Then it generates an electrical current through the jello and the DNA parts go from the negative electrode to the positive electrode, and it gets separated by size!” Reggie explains happily to the rat. “It shocked me a couple of times already…”

 he pushed Bushroot towards the door before turning around to grab the gun he almost forgot in his hurry.“i cant forget you now can i “he sneaked a kiss on the gun before leading Bushroot down all the stairs in his lighthouse to his car

the car itself was filled with a number of things.

some of Quackerjacks toys, power tools, toolbox, jumpercables, empty bags of hippo burger took up most of the seats.

he quickly made room on the passenger seat for bushroot so he wouldn't accidentally sit on an exploding teddy or sharp wires.

Reggie wasn’t sure if Megavolt would get annoyed if he pointed out the fact he was forgetting the gun, but thankfully the rat remembered it before leaving.

“Uh… Okay… great…” The plant/duck tries to help Megavolt clean the car, but he was more than a bit worried about exploding it accidentally. So many toys… Quackerjack surely had claimed the car as part of his playground as well. That was uncomfortable.

“Y-yeah, I can navigate… I don’t… plan on touching anything, don’t worry.” Says Bushroot, nodding. He lets his body sink into the seat keeping his hands together. Somehow, he felt trespassing.

He remembered how Quackerjack laughed at the plan when he told him about it. mockingly telling Megavolt to ask Bushroot for help not thinking he would actually do it.

"He is the one that said i should ask you for help and i did! if he feels like he is excluded from the fun than it's his own fault"

Megavolt slightly shocked himself on his new invention when the plant duck entered before turning in the ducks general direction.He couldn’t believe the duck actually showed up “Hi Reggie… did i?”he answered confused.

 what did he asked him here for again?… plant advise? no no he didn’t own any plants…. at least none that were still alive, he hoped the plant duck wouldn’t notice the pot of full of dead plants in his windowsill.

Yeah, the dead plants. Reginald looks at them and sights, trying to focus on something else. Megavolt wasn’t able to feed himself properly most of the time, of course he wouldn’t be able to take care of mere plants.

“No, thank you, coffee isn’t healthy for my leaves…” Bushroot looks around the hideout, trying to find some clue on why would Megavolt need him. “…You didn’t call Quackerjack. That’s… very unlike you. You two seem to have a lot of fun terrorizing the City together…”

Reggie drums his leafy fingers on the table, actually envious of them and their close relationship. He squints at the dead plants. Dead plants… people would let plants die purposefully to annoy him, to bully him, to send a message about his inferiority. It was SO enraging! peoplejustlovedtobullyhimbecausehewasaniceguytobefairtheyalldeservetodi- Focus! The plant/duck refrains himself from overthinking. OF COURSE Megavolt didn’t have an elaborate plan to humiliate him. He wouldn’t be capable of planning something so sophisticated… And why would he do that?

Quackerjack had told him he couldn’t help with the plan and he was better off asking bushy. he had felt reluctant to ask since he didn’t know the plant duck well but he needed him for something because he knew plants and biology better than him. bio….BIO!! that was it!!! he excitably hits both his hand on the table and smiled madly at the duck, sparks admitting from his helmet.

“LIGHT! we’re gonna turn all the people of st canard into LIGHTS!” he was giddy with the idea now that he remembered what the plan was.”no more of my light bulb brothers will be enslaved under their cruel conditions! now they all will know how it feels to be luminous!!”he ran to the work bench to get his invention “because this beauty will help us!”he dropped a peculiar looking gun on the table.

It was full of electrical wires that were still sticking out here and there was no way that it would pas any safety regulations, Megavolt was probably the only one that could power it.

“…You wanna burn them like torches…?” Asked the botanist, not very pleased with the idea since it would certainly affect the flora too “…No, you mean… Luminous? As in… Bioluminescence?” That was… an inventive idea, to say the less. It was indeed intriguing.

“Bioluminescence occurs when luciferin and luciferase interacts! The enzyme and its substrate are able to turn ATP into light and it’s wonderful!” Reginald nerds out, excited. “…I guess that’s not what you want to know; but before that, I really need to point out that most organisms that are able to produce bioluminescence are fungi, and that fungi are not plants!” He affirms as if it was absolutely crucial information.

“Yes, I can make plants that glow… Actually, companies tried to sell the idea of bioluminescent plants several times, as city lights and even as house lamps. But to produce light is a costly thing, energetically speaking…” Reginald looks at the dead plants again. He wasn’t sure how he felt about the subject; to force plants to produce light sounded somehow abusive. They already are cleaning the atmosphere from the absurd amounts of carbon dioxide mankind was throwing on the planet every day, stressing them to also be a light source was an unsettling idea.

Maybe that was similar to how Elmo felt about his ‘light bulb brothers’. Reggie pats his back, trying to be sympathetic.

”thanks!”he said before hugging him and walking to his work bench to grab the test tube and look at the plans which one of the things it was he needed.

Not thinking about how the hug might have made the plant duck feel as it was normal for Megavolt to have physical contact when he was working with Quackerjack, who didn’t know the meaning of the words personal space.

“Which one do you think we need to use, to make st canards civilians and hero shine the brightest?”He said with his back still turned to the duck.

he smiled when he looked over the plans, both items would work with just a few little tweaks to his gun.”if you need anything electrical i am your guy!I could bring it to your place!’He thought for a second. Did he even know where the plant duck lived? He wasn’t much of a talker during meetings and if he did mention it Megavolt couldn’t recall where it was.”hey Reggie, where do you live again?”

“Y-yeah, uh, no prob…” The plant/duck mumbles, looking at the floor. “T-the… The isolated DNA will probably be better. I’m quite impressed with your invention… I know you can make wonders with anything electrical but I had no idea you also had interest… In biotech.”

Reggie peeked at the plans trying to understand how the heck the weird, crude-looking gun could be able to rewrite DNA sequences on the fly.

“I live at the University- I mean, at my greenhouse. It used to be St. Cannard University’s, but after decades of hard, unappreciated work I think it’s just fair for me to claim it… They tried to get it back once or twice but… I gave them a lesson. Actually, I have some broken laboratory machinery I couldn’t fix alone… Some of them are old, delicate precision machines. And, of course, I can’t ask the University’s tech to help me with it anymore… So, it would be great if you could take a look!”

Bushroot never had the guts to ask Megavolt to lend a hand with his equipment; the botanist was happy to finally have an opportunity to ask.

Maybe reggie took good care of his lights? and he couldn let the machines reggie mentioned stay broken but couldnt help to be angry.

“Okeeee”his voice sounded more menacing than he liked but anger was still boiling in him, that someone that he considered a comrade in villainy would inslave so many of his prescious luminaries but it was beter to see the sitiation for himself and atleast help those machines.

“Come on, Megs… Do you have any idea what are the working conditions of an academic professor?” Reggie smiles sadly “Have you ever seen Breaking Bad? My machines are ancient, the university never gave me money to buy newer ones… They are like… Old ladies. Grannies. If It wasn’t for me, they would probably be thrown away already. I take good care of them as if they were princesses, I can assure you. And the greenhouse is practically all made of glass… Most of the light me and my plants need comes from the sun! Also, I have some solar panels! Clean, renewable energy… U-uhn, I actually have no idea how you feel a-about solar power… Is it okay?”

He puts his hand-leaves together, worriedly hoping for it to be okay. No way he was slaving the sun or anything like it, right? He was sincerely curious about Elmo’s answer, his relationship with energy was, in fact, fascinating. Reggie was really looking forward to seeing the rat’s reaction to a glowing plant!

“but good job on saving them Reggie! i didn’t know you were fond of machines given your love for plants and all that.” he smiled, his mood had switched around and he couldnt think of a reason why he didnt try and do something with the plant duck sooner “as for solar power, it doesnt give me enough charge.its too light for me”he snickered a bit at his own puns “but great for lamps and some of my other electrical buddies, who dont need a quick shock fix.”

“so what can i repaire for you? oeh is it a centrifuse?a microsope? or perhaps a BIOREACTOR!?”he was very exited if it was that last one, he would have loved to get his hands on that as long at it was drained from all the fluids that device could need depending on the type

The plant/duck was clearly having a good time talking with Megavolt.

“I have a PCR thermocycler and an Electrophoresis box that will surely come in handy for the plan and that are in need of your attention. I think you’re gonna like the box; basically, it works by putting centrifuged DNA into a jello… Then it generates an electrical current through the jello and the DNA parts go from the negative electrode to the positive electrode, and it gets separated by size!” Reggie explains happily to the rat. “It shocked me a couple of times already…”

 he pushed Bushroot towards the door before turning around to grab the gun he almost forgot in his hurry."i cant forget you now can i "he sneaked a kiss on the gun before leading Bushroot down all the stairs in his lighthouse to his car

the car itself was filled with a number of things.

some of Quackerjacks toys, power tools, toolbox, jumpercables, empty bags of hippo burger took up most of the seats.

he quickly made room on the passenger seat for bushroot so he wouldn't accidentally sit on an exploding teddy or sharp wires.

Megavolt slightly shocked himself on his new invention when the plant duck entered before turning in the ducks general direction.He couldn’t believe the duck actually showed up “Hi Reggie… did i?”he answered confused.

 what did he asked him here for again?… plant advise? no no he didn’t own any plants…. at least none that were still alive, he hoped the plant duck wouldn’t notice the pot of full of dead plants in his windowsill.

Yeah, the dead plants. Reginald looks at them and sights, trying to focus on something else. Megavolt wasn’t able to feed himself properly most of the time, of course he wouldn’t be able to take care of mere plants.

“No, thank you, coffee isn’t healthy for my leaves…” Bushroot looks around the hideout, trying to find some clue on why would Megavolt need him. “…You didn’t call Quackerjack. That’s… very unlike you. You two seem to have a lot of fun terrorizing the City together…”

Reggie drums his leafy fingers on the table, actually envious of them and their close relationship. He squints at the dead plants. Dead plants… people would let plants die purposefully to annoy him, to bully him, to send a message about his inferiority. It was SO enraging! peoplejustlovedtobullyhimbecausehewasaniceguytobefairtheyalldeservetodi- Focus! The plant/duck refrains himself from overthinking. OF COURSE Megavolt didn’t have an elaborate plan to humiliate him. He wouldn’t be capable of planning something so sophisticated… And why would he do that?

Quackerjack had told him he couldn’t help with the plan and he was better off asking bushy. he had felt reluctant to ask since he didn’t know the plant duck well but he needed him for something because he knew plants and biology better than him. bio….BIO!! that was it!!! he excitably hits both his hand on the table and smiled madly at the duck, sparks admitting from his helmet.

“LIGHT! we’re gonna turn all the people of st canard into LIGHTS!” he was giddy with the idea now that he remembered what the plan was.”no more of my light bulb brothers will be enslaved under their cruel conditions! now they all will know how it feels to be luminous!!”he ran to the work bench to get his invention “because this beauty will help us!”he dropped a peculiar looking gun on the table.

It was full of electrical wires that were still sticking out here and there was no way that it would pas any safety regulations, Megavolt was probably the only one that could power it.

“…You wanna burn them like torches…?” Asked the botanist, not very pleased with the idea since it would certainly affect the flora too “…No, you mean… Luminous? As in… Bioluminescence?” That was… an inventive idea, to say the less. It was indeed intriguing.

“Bioluminescence occurs when luciferin and luciferase interacts! The enzyme and its substrate are able to turn ATP into light and it’s wonderful!” Reginald nerds out, excited. “…I guess that’s not what you want to know; but before that, I really need to point out that most organisms that are able to produce bioluminescence are fungi, and that fungi are not plants!” He affirms as if it was absolutely crucial information.

“Yes, I can make plants that glow… Actually, companies tried to sell the idea of bioluminescent plants several times, as city lights and even as house lamps. But to produce light is a costly thing, energetically speaking…” Reginald looks at the dead plants again. He wasn’t sure how he felt about the subject; to force plants to produce light sounded somehow abusive. They already are cleaning the atmosphere from the absurd amounts of carbon dioxide mankind was throwing on the planet every day, stressing them to also be a light source was an unsettling idea.

Maybe that was similar to how Elmo felt about his ‘light bulb brothers’. Reggie pats his back, trying to be sympathetic.

”thanks!”he said before hugging him and walking to his work bench to grab the test tube and look at the plans which one of the things it was he needed.

Not thinking about how the hug might have made the plant duck feel as it was normal for Megavolt to have physical contact when he was working with Quackerjack, who didn’t know the meaning of the words personal space.

“Which one do you think we need to use, to make st canards civilians and hero shine the brightest?”He said with his back still turned to the duck.

he smiled when he looked over the plans, both items would work with just a few little tweaks to his gun.”if you need anything electrical i am your guy!I could bring it to your place!’He thought for a second. Did he even know where the plant duck lived? He wasn’t much of a talker during meetings and if he did mention it Megavolt couldn’t recall where it was.”hey Reggie, where do you live again?”

“Y-yeah, uh, no prob…” The plant/duck mumbles, looking at the floor. “T-the… The isolated DNA will probably be better. I’m quite impressed with your invention… I know you can make wonders with anything electrical but I had no idea you also had interest… In biotech.”

Reggie peeked at the plans trying to understand how the heck the weird, crude-looking gun could be able to rewrite DNA sequences on the fly.

“I live at the University- I mean, at my greenhouse. It used to be St. Cannard University’s, but after decades of hard, unappreciated work I think it’s just fair for me to claim it… They tried to get it back once or twice but… I gave them a lesson. Actually, I have some broken laboratory machinery I couldn’t fix alone… Some of them are old, delicate precision machines. And, of course, I can’t ask the University’s tech to help me with it anymore… So, it would be great if you could take a look!”

Bushroot never had the guts to ask Megavolt to lend a hand with his equipment; the botanist was happy to finally have an opportunity to ask.

Maybe reggie took good care of his lights? and he couldn let the machines reggie mentioned stay broken but couldnt help to be angry.

“Okeeee”his voice sounded more menacing than he liked but anger was still boiling in him, that someone that he considered a comrade in villainy would inslave so many of his prescious luminaries but it was beter to see the sitiation for himself and atleast help those machines.

“Come on, Megs… Do you have any idea what are the working conditions of an academic professor?” Reggie smiles sadly “Have you ever seen Breaking Bad? My machines are ancient, the university never gave me money to buy newer ones… They are like… Old ladies. Grannies. If It wasn’t for me, they would probably be thrown away already. I take good care of them as if they were princesses, I can assure you. And the greenhouse is practically all made of glass… Most of the light me and my plants need comes from the sun! Also, I have some solar panels! Clean, renewable energy… U-uhn, I actually have no idea how you feel a-about solar power… Is it okay?”

He puts his hand-leaves together, worriedly hoping for it to be okay. No way he was slaving the sun or anything like it, right? He was sincerely curious about Elmo’s answer, his relationship with energy was, in fact, fascinating. Reggie was really looking forward to seeing the rat’s reaction to a glowing plant!

"but good job on saving them Reggie! i didn't know you were fond of machines given your love for plants and all that.” he smiled, his mood had switched around and he couldnt think of a reason why he didnt try and do something with the plant duck sooner “as for solar power, it doesnt give me enough charge.its too light for me”he snickered a bit at his own puns “but great for lamps and some of my other electrical buddies, who dont need a quick shock fix.”

“so what can i repaire for you? oeh is it a centrifuse?a microsope? or perhaps a BIOREACTOR!?”he was very exited if it was that last one, he would have loved to get his hands on that as long at it was drained from all the fluids that device could need depending on the type

Megavolt slightly shocked himself on his new invention when the plant duck entered before turning in the ducks general direction.He couldn’t believe the duck actually showed up “Hi Reggie… did i?”he answered confused.

 what did he asked him here for again?… plant advise? no no he didn’t own any plants…. at least none that were still alive, he hoped the plant duck wouldn’t notice the pot of full of dead plants in his windowsill.

Yeah, the dead plants. Reginald looks at them and sights, trying to focus on something else. Megavolt wasn’t able to feed himself properly most of the time, of course he wouldn’t be able to take care of mere plants.

“No, thank you, coffee isn’t healthy for my leaves…” Bushroot looks around the hideout, trying to find some clue on why would Megavolt need him. “…You didn’t call Quackerjack. That’s… very unlike you. You two seem to have a lot of fun terrorizing the City together…”

Reggie drums his leafy fingers on the table, actually envious of them and their close relationship. He squints at the dead plants. Dead plants… people would let plants die purposefully to annoy him, to bully him, to send a message about his inferiority. It was SO enraging! peoplejustlovedtobullyhimbecausehewasaniceguytobefairtheyalldeservetodi- Focus! The plant/duck refrains himself from overthinking. OF COURSE Megavolt didn’t have an elaborate plan to humiliate him. He wouldn’t be capable of planning something so sophisticated… And why would he do that?

Quackerjack had told him he couldn’t help with the plan and he was better off asking bushy. he had felt reluctant to ask since he didn’t know the plant duck well but he needed him for something because he knew plants and biology better than him. bio….BIO!! that was it!!! he excitably hits both his hand on the table and smiled madly at the duck, sparks admitting from his helmet.

“LIGHT! we’re gonna turn all the people of st canard into LIGHTS!” he was giddy with the idea now that he remembered what the plan was.”no more of my light bulb brothers will be enslaved under their cruel conditions! now they all will know how it feels to be luminous!!”he ran to the work bench to get his invention “because this beauty will help us!”he dropped a peculiar looking gun on the table.

It was full of electrical wires that were still sticking out here and there was no way that it would pas any safety regulations, Megavolt was probably the only one that could power it.

“…You wanna burn them like torches…?” Asked the botanist, not very pleased with the idea since it would certainly affect the flora too “…No, you mean… Luminous? As in… Bioluminescence?” That was… an inventive idea, to say the less. It was indeed intriguing.

“Bioluminescence occurs when luciferin and luciferase interacts! The enzyme and its substrate are able to turn ATP into light and it’s wonderful!” Reginald nerds out, excited. “…I guess that’s not what you want to know; but before that, I really need to point out that most organisms that are able to produce bioluminescence are fungi, and that fungi are not plants!” He affirms as if it was absolutely crucial information.

“Yes, I can make plants that glow… Actually, companies tried to sell the idea of bioluminescent plants several times, as city lights and even as house lamps. But to produce light is a costly thing, energetically speaking…” Reginald looks at the dead plants again. He wasn’t sure how he felt about the subject; to force plants to produce light sounded somehow abusive. They already are cleaning the atmosphere from the absurd amounts of carbon dioxide mankind was throwing on the planet every day, stressing them to also be a light source was an unsettling idea.

Maybe that was similar to how Elmo felt about his ‘light bulb brothers’. Reggie pats his back, trying to be sympathetic.

”thanks!”he said before hugging him and walking to his work bench to grab the test tube and look at the plans which one of the things it was he needed.

Not thinking about how the hug might have made the plant duck feel as it was normal for Megavolt to have physical contact when he was working with Quackerjack, who didn’t know the meaning of the words personal space.

“Which one do you think we need to use, to make st canards civilians and hero shine the brightest?”He said with his back still turned to the duck.

he smiled when he looked over the plans, both items would work with just a few little tweaks to his gun.”if you need anything electrical i am your guy!I could bring it to your place!’He thought for a second. Did he even know where the plant duck lived? He wasn’t much of a talker during meetings and if he did mention it Megavolt couldn’t recall where it was.”hey Reggie, where do you live again?”

“Y-yeah, uh, no prob…” The plant/duck mumbles, looking at the floor. “T-the… The isolated DNA will probably be better. I’m quite impressed with your invention… I know you can make wonders with anything electrical but I had no idea you also had interest… In biotech.”

Reggie peeked at the plans trying to understand how the heck the weird, crude-looking gun could be able to rewrite DNA sequences on the fly.

“I live at the University- I mean, at my greenhouse. It used to be St. Cannard University’s, but after decades of hard, unappreciated work I think it’s just fair for me to claim it… They tried to get it back once or twice but… I gave them a lesson. Actually, I have some broken laboratory machinery I couldn’t fix alone… Some of them are old, delicate precision machines. And, of course, I can’t ask the University’s tech to help me with it anymore… So, it would be great if you could take a look!”

Bushroot never had the guts to ask Megavolt to lend a hand with his equipment; the botanist was happy to finally have an opportunity to ask.

Maybe reggie took good care of his lights? and he couldn let the machines reggie mentioned stay broken but couldnt help to be angry.

“Okeeee”his voice sounded more menacing than he liked but anger was still boiling in him, that someone that he considered a comrade in villainy would inslave so many of his prescious luminaries but it was beter to see the sitiation for himself and atleast help those machines.

“Thanks pall!”He eagerly grabbed the burger from his hand and slightly fried the burger with his own electricity before taking a bite “You mean like sell my inventions or work for other villains?…Well F.O.W.L did knock on my door about a rail-gun once.’he took another bite before continuing”But i don’t share my babies with anyone! their creation was by my hand! and only i know how to take the best care of them!”He said childishly like a kid that didn’t want to share his toys.

“what about you? what do you do?”He looked at ducks getup, thinking about where he had seen it before.

Somewhere in the back of his mind this guy felt way too at ease sitting next to him and this casual conversation was making him more suspicious by the second. He continued eating the burger the duck had given him with slight frustration at his own fried brain.hoping the answer the guy would give him gave him some sort of clue to who he was talking to.

“Noooo problemo!” Launchpad replied with a smile. He then nodded at Megavolt’s question. “Something like that, yeah. You could start a company and hire some folks and train ‘em to use whatever you build.”

Of course, Launchpad wished Megavolt wouldn’t think of using his talents to build tools of destruction, but he supposed if he even got so far as to be successful in a business venture, it was one of many steps in a long process of turning the guy’s life around for the better.

 “well took you long enough!” he sent a zap over the counter with his finger, the employee dodged the incoming bolt and let out a scared yelp 

Megavolt slightly shocked himself on his new invention when the plant duck entered before turning in the ducks general direction.He couldn’t believe the duck actually showed up “Hi Reggie… did i?”he answered confused.

 what did he asked him here for again?… plant advise? no no he didn’t own any plants…. at least none that were still alive, he hoped the plant duck wouldn’t notice the pot of full of dead plants in his windowsill.

Yeah, the dead plants. Reginald looks at them and sights, trying to focus on something else. Megavolt wasn’t able to feed himself properly most of the time, of course he wouldn’t be able to take care of mere plants.

“No, thank you, coffee isn’t healthy for my leaves…” Bushroot looks around the hideout, trying to find some clue on why would Megavolt need him. “…You didn’t call Quackerjack. That’s… very unlike you. You two seem to have a lot of fun terrorizing the City together…”

Reggie drums his leafy fingers on the table, actually envious of them and their close relationship. He squints at the dead plants. Dead plants… people would let plants die purposefully to annoy him, to bully him, to send a message about his inferiority. It was SO enraging! peoplejustlovedtobullyhimbecausehewasaniceguytobefairtheyalldeservetodi- Focus! The plant/duck refrains himself from overthinking. OF COURSE Megavolt didn’t have an elaborate plan to humiliate him. He wouldn’t be capable of planning something so sophisticated… And why would he do that?

Quackerjack had told him he couldn’t help with the plan and he was better off asking bushy. he had felt reluctant to ask since he didn’t know the plant duck well but he needed him for something because he knew plants and biology better than him. bio….BIO!! that was it!!! he excitably hits both his hand on the table and smiled madly at the duck, sparks admitting from his helmet.

“LIGHT! we’re gonna turn all the people of st canard into LIGHTS!” he was giddy with the idea now that he remembered what the plan was.”no more of my light bulb brothers will be enslaved under their cruel conditions! now they all will know how it feels to be luminous!!”he ran to the work bench to get his invention “because this beauty will help us!”he dropped a peculiar looking gun on the table.

It was full of electrical wires that were still sticking out here and there was no way that it would pas any safety regulations, Megavolt was probably the only one that could power it.

“…You wanna burn them like torches…?” Asked the botanist, not very pleased with the idea since it would certainly affect the flora too “…No, you mean… Luminous? As in… Bioluminescence?” That was… an inventive idea, to say the less. It was indeed intriguing.

“Bioluminescence occurs when luciferin and luciferase interacts! The enzyme and its substrate are able to turn ATP into light and it’s wonderful!” Reginald nerds out, excited. “…I guess that’s not what you want to know; but before that, I really need to point out that most organisms that are able to produce bioluminescence are fungi, and that fungi are not plants!” He affirms as if it was absolutely crucial information.

“Yes, I can make plants that glow… Actually, companies tried to sell the idea of bioluminescent plants several times, as city lights and even as house lamps. But to produce light is a costly thing, energetically speaking…” Reginald looks at the dead plants again. He wasn’t sure how he felt about the subject; to force plants to produce light sounded somehow abusive. They already are cleaning the atmosphere from the absurd amounts of carbon dioxide mankind was throwing on the planet every day, stressing them to also be a light source was an unsettling idea.

Maybe that was similar to how Elmo felt about his ‘light bulb brothers’. Reggie pats his back, trying to be sympathetic.

”thanks!”he said before hugging him and walking to his work bench to grab the test tube and look at the plans which one of the things it was he needed.

Not thinking about how the hug might have made the plant duck feel as it was normal for Megavolt to have physical contact when he was working with Quackerjack, who didn't know the meaning of the words personal space.

“Which one do you think we need to use, to make st canards civilians and hero shine the brightest?”He said with his back still turned to the duck.

he smiled when he looked over the plans, both items would work with just a few little tweaks to his gun.”if you need anything electrical i am your guy!I could bring it to your place!’He thought for a second. Did he even know where the plant duck lived? He wasn't much of a talker during meetings and if he did mention it Megavolt couldn't recall where it was.”hey Reggie, where do you live again?”

“using my power for good you say hmmm” he tried to give it some thought but even the notion of being stuck at a boring job or not being able to save his lights gave him shudders of disgust.”no thanks, i would do more bad than good if i was stuck working like you normal people.”

he leaned over the counter to see if his order was almost done. his stomach grumbling to the point he actually felt a little embarrassed as he eyed some of launchpad left over. he really couldn’t remember when he last ate and the only way he knew he had too was when his own body reminded him it was necessary.

“You think so?” Launchpad asked. “You could always freelance your work. You’d get to set your work hours and could take whatever jobs you liked and turn down any you didn’t want. That’d give you variety to boot.”

He finished off his second burger and was about to unwrap his third one when he realized how Megavolt was staring past the counter. He slid the burger toward him.

“Here. I’m gettin’ full. You can eat this.”

That was a lie; Launchpad’s stomach was far from full. But he could always get more food later.

“what about you? what do you do?”He looked at ducks getup, thinking about where he had seen it before.

Megavolt slightly shocked himself on his new invention when the plant duck entered before turning in the ducks general direction.He couldn’t believe the duck actually showed up “Hi Reggie… did i?”he answered confused.

 what did he asked him here for again?… plant advise? no no he didn’t own any plants…. at least none that were still alive, he hoped the plant duck wouldn’t notice the pot of full of dead plants in his windowsill.

Yeah, the dead plants. Reginald looks at them and sights, trying to focus on something else. Megavolt wasn’t able to feed himself properly most of the time, of course he wouldn’t be able to take care of mere plants.

“No, thank you, coffee isn’t healthy for my leaves…” Bushroot looks around the hideout, trying to find some clue on why would Megavolt need him. “…You didn’t call Quackerjack. That’s… very unlike you. You two seem to have a lot of fun terrorizing the City together…”

Reggie drums his leafy fingers on the table, actually envious of them and their close relationship. He squints at the dead plants. Dead plants… people would let plants die purposefully to annoy him, to bully him, to send a message about his inferiority. It was SO enraging! peoplejustlovedtobullyhimbecausehewasaniceguytobefairtheyalldeservetodi- Focus! The plant/duck refrains himself from overthinking. OF COURSE Megavolt didn’t have an elaborate plan to humiliate him. He wouldn’t be capable of planning something so sophisticated… And why would he do that?

Quackerjack had told him he couldn’t help with the plan and he was better off asking bushy. he had felt reluctant to ask since he didn’t know the plant duck well but he needed him for something because he knew plants and biology better than him. bio….BIO!! that was it!!! he excitably hits both his hand on the table and smiled madly at the duck, sparks admitting from his helmet.

“LIGHT! we’re gonna turn all the people of st canard into LIGHTS!” he was giddy with the idea now that he remembered what the plan was.”no more of my light bulb brothers will be enslaved under their cruel conditions! now they all will know how it feels to be luminous!!”he ran to the work bench to get his invention “because this beauty will help us!”he dropped a peculiar looking gun on the table.

It was full of electrical wires that were still sticking out here and there was no way that it would pas any safety regulations, Megavolt was probably the only one that could power it.

“…You wanna burn them like torches…?” Asked the botanist, not very pleased with the idea since it would certainly affect the flora too “…No, you mean… Luminous? As in… Bioluminescence?” That was… an inventive idea, to say the less. It was indeed intriguing.

“Bioluminescence occurs when luciferin and luciferase interacts! The enzyme and its substrate are able to turn ATP into light and it’s wonderful!” Reginald nerds out, excited. “…I guess that’s not what you want to know; but before that, I really need to point out that most organisms that are able to produce bioluminescence are fungi, and that fungi are not plants!” He affirms as if it was absolutely crucial information.

“whats it like being a villain? Why do you want to know? Wanna become one?”

This nice guy didn’t seem like the type to steal anything let alone rob a bank or threaten innocent by standers,but he could be mistaken and who cant use a few tips when starting their first criminal crime spree.

“Well i think its a good jig with lots of benefits actually”He started counting on his fingers ”No strict work hours, no bossy bosses, free food and jail isn’t half that bad if you get past the mandatory showers … and you should probably should avoid getting the death penalty because boy! that electric chair sure packs a punch!”Megavolt sighted longingly at the thought of sitting in that baby again.

“For me becoming well me … you know its a vague blur most of the time something with an experiment i think…. but liberating lights and destroying stuff sure feels like a thing i should be doing with my power! hehehe….. i think i dropped out of high school for it.”He kind of enjoyed the talk, it was rare for someone not to run in terror from him and this guy didn’t look like a threat he couldn’t take with a zap out of his finger.

“Maybe,” Launchpad lied.

He listened to Megavolt as he explained why it was he wanted to be a villain. It sounded like a pretty good gig on the surface. Of course, the perks to the job came at a high cost; someone had to throw morals aside to get most of those things.