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okay there’s a little problem here: the bathroom ( or better, his wonderful office full of dignity * ) is on fire and there’s no way to extinguish the flames, neither with the advanced technology of the gizmosuit. ❛ my precious fire we can definitely avoid a catastrophe if you’ll cooperate with me all right? i guess you don’t want to see your birthplace burn, am i wrong — ? or worst your mommy carbonised — ? fine, than you have only to reduce your size into a little and cute flame and no tragedy will happen, i promise, just trust me! ❜ however, the answer of the fire is a huge protuberance that burn with no mercy his tuft of hair. this is doubtless a low blow, and the scientist is upset, i mean, REALLY? HIS BELOVED TUFT OF HAIR? ❛ sO YOU CHOOSE WAR! ❜ friendly reminder: never test again the experiment perpetual flame, it works too well.

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                                                            ℐ just want to help people, you know.                                                             make them better. ❜