#drpuzz

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“So when Banjo sent me over to you because you had an incredible ability to transform people into different things, I didn’t realize he was talking about, you know... magic.” Dr. Puzz let out a little huff and rubbed her glass dome. She was sitting in Humba’s wigwam, staring up at the tall woman. “I mean, I’m sure you like your little magic tricks to put on a good show, but there must be some kind of device that you put in the pool that transforms people.”

Humba nodded her head. “Oh yes. Humba uses very powerful Glowbo to fuel transformation process.”

Puzz crossed her tentacle arms. “Is that what you call your fuel? Mine’s a triglycerite dicarbon compound, but Glowbo rolls off the tongue a little better. What’s it made of?”

“Glowbo is small, pink creature. Big ears. Can find in small quantities.”

Puzz’s eyes widened. “You use actual living beings to fuel your machine?! That’s awful.”

Humba grimaced. “No machine. All magic.”

“All m-...” Puzz sighed again, standing up. “Okay, you can give up the act for me, Humba Wumba. There is no such thing as magic. Everything has a scientific purpose, and you’re hiding it with your... sneaky mumbo jumbo practices.”

Humba growled. “Me no Mumbo Jumbo. Mumbo Jumbo foul loser. Humba real magic user.”

“What are you even talking about?!” Puzz yelled.

Humba pointed to herself. “Me Humba. Use Glowbo in large pool of great magic. Transform people into many great, useful things.”

“Oh, so you’re telling me that as soon as I take a dip in your stupid little pool that likely has lots of germs in it, I’ll immediately transform into something else. Don’t make me laugh.” Puzz scooted herself forward, took off her shoes, then slowly dipped her feet into the water. “I thought you were a dignified scientist. Not a fraud who relies on “magic”.”

Humba rolled her eyes, knowing full-well the mistake that Dr. Puzz had just made.

Puzz chuckled. “Not even going to say anything? Alright, fine. Then I’ll be on my way.” She slowly removed her feet and was about to put on her shoes when she noticed that her feet... weren’t really her feet anymore. They were bigger. Much bigger. And they had hair similar to that of a bear. “W-... what happened to my feet?! What did you do? Why are they like that?!”

Humba chuckled. “Magic.”

“Oh you stop that!” She stood up, stamped her feet several times, then turned towards the exit. “I gotta go back to my lab and reverse this. You are evil! I ought to turn you in.” Puzz ran out of the tent.

Sorry if this is old! I just saw it now. I really enjoyed my time at Capilano! I was in the classroom 7 days a week, I loved the classes, the people, the atmosphere. I graduated in 2014 and I know the program has changed since then (double the students, higher tuition, some courses shuffled around) I had basically no animation knowledge going into the program and it taught me so much in 2 years.

I also took the summer fundamentals program which was great! I was fortunate that lots of studios were hiring upon my graduation I got a job offer the week after graduation. Vancouver studios always seem to be always hiring animators (as compared to storyboard and design positions there’s a higher demand).

“Is that my shirt?”

Capital B was looking at himself in the mirror. It was one of the very rare occasions where he was not wearing his normal suit jacket and button-up shirt. Instead, he was wearing an orange t-shirt with a black skull on the front alongside his normal black slacks. “While I do look attractive in a suit, this casual look certainly suits me well. I should buy more of these t-shirts for when I go on vacation~”

As Capital B continued to pose for himself, Dr. Puzz silently walked into his office. She was staring down at some papers, flipping through some of the pages. Without looking up, she said, “B, we have some discrepancies with some of these numbers? There’s just no way that we imported this many valuables in this short of time. Oh, and also, you need to sign some pap-...”

In the midst of talking, Puzz had finally moved her head upwards, only to find Capital B still checking himself out in the mirror. “Is that my shirt?”

“Huh?!” Capital B exclaimed as he jumped to the side and looked over at Dr. Puzz. “Dr. Puzz! How long have you been standing there?”

“I just got in here. Weren’t you listening to me?” Dr. Puzz crossed her arms and squinted her eyes with a frustrated look. “Do you mind explaining... this?”

Capital B cleared his throat and coughed into his right hand. “I may have been... down in the laundry room to check on my clothes since they keep shrinking and, well... I noticed a few folded clothes over in your pile. So... I wanted to try one out.” 

He looked down at the shirt he was wearing. It was very clear that it was way too small for him. He looked back up at Dr. Puzz. “What do you think? It’s dashing, isn’t it?”

“Certainly, but I think it’d look more dashing on me. You know... because it’s mine. Now, can you please remove it? I believe that breaks 3 privacy clauses in your own rulebook. Which adds to the other 2 clauses you broke last week.”

“Heheh... how very observant. You may be the only one who has read the rulebook in its entirety.” Capital B grabbed the bottom of the shirt. “If you would please... turn around. Otherwise, you’ll break a privacy clause too.”

“Hm...” Dr. Puzz muttered, her lips pursing. “And I think it would be about time. Please, go ahead. I’m not easily offended by seeing the naked chest of a fellow co-worker.”

“You really can be a nuisance...” Capital B said with a faded groan. He quickly removed the shirt and tossed it over to Dr. Puzz. “Just leave the stupid papers on my desk. I’m going to get changed.” Capital B went over to a nearby door and exited the room.

“You’re a complete moron!”

“You’re a complete moron!” Capital B exclaimed, pacing around his room.

“Is that the only way you’ll address me now?” Dr. Puzz asked. “Just a complete moron? I have done so much for you, Capital B, so much research and design. I deserve so much more respect than that.”

“You deserve nothing,” Capital B said, getting close to Dr. Puzz. “You are not allowed to wander around this premises any longer. No more fraternizing with that stupid snake, no more helping Yooka and Laylee, and no more messing with my actual doctor.”

“I won’t mess with your other scientist, you already do that all on your own,” Dr. Puzz. “But fine, I’ll adhere to your terms. You’ve lost one of the greatest scientists you’re ever going to find. And if you keep treating Quack the way you do, you’re going to lose him too.”

After writing the Kartos and I.N.E.P.T. drabble, this makes for a really nice sequel. :) Here it is if you want to read it.

5. “I’m going to take care of you,okay?”

I.N.E.P.T eyes blinked open. He looked up, then around his entire area. “Strange, I thought I set my sleep timer for 8 hours...”

“Hello?” a stranger asked.

I.N.E.P.T eyes immediately turned to his right and noticed the stranger perched on a nearby block. “I’m getting another visitor. Who are you; what do you want? Can’t you read the sign? I’m out of order.”

“I know,” the stranger said. She got a bit closer until she was in clear view of INEPT. INEPT faintly recognized her as one of Capital B’s former scientists.

“You are Dr. Puzz,” INEPT said. “My sensors do not detect you as one of Capital B’s employees. Are you an imposter?”

Dr. Puzz shook her head. “No, I have stopped working for Capital B a long time ago.” Dr. Puzz stepped closer and examined INEPT for a moment. “Kartos told me about you, INEPT. I’m surprised Capital B left you in this state of disrepair.”

INEPT closed his eyes. “Kartos again?” INEPT paused for a moment. “I hear rumors of being replaced by a far better, shinier model that has... good eyesight and hearing. How humiliating.”

Dr. Puzz rubbed the side of INEPT’s golden exterior and said, “I wasn’t a part of the team that made you, but... I got a hold of some of your schematics. I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

INEPT open his eyes again, several sparks shooting out of the back of his machinery. “T-thank you.”

Dr. Puzz smiled before grabbing at her toolbag. “You’re welcome. You can thank Kartos as well. His concern is what brought me to you.”

47. “When I picture myself happy… It’s with you.”

“When I picture myself happy... it’ssss with you,” Trowzer said; he was holding a small bouquet flowers at the end of his tail. “What do you sssssay?”

“Oh my, Trowzer,” Dr. Puzz said, having trouble keeping her tentacles from moving around. “I really don’t know what to say. I didn’t realize that you had shown any interest in me.”

“We would make sssssuch a good team, like that chameleon-bat duo. With my wit and you’re intelligence, we’d be unssstoppable.”

Dr. Puzz chuckled. “Is this... just about teaming up, then?”

Trowzer looked away for a moment, bringing the flowers a tiny bit closer. “Well... perhapsssss there’s that... and maybe a bit more.”

Dr. Puzz smiled. She leaned forward and was going to give him a little kiss on the top of his head, but she ended up just bonking him on the head with her fishbowl.

Trowzer recoiled backwards, making a small hissing noise from the slight pain of being bonked. “I’m not sure if that’s a yes or no.”

“I accept,” Dr. Puzz said right after, her tentacles flailing about. One of them grabbed the flowers from Trowzer. She couldn’t smell them because of the glass dome, but she thought they were nice.

“It’s a vibrator sweetheart, ready to test it out?”

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