#merjack

Seafood Bonanza Commission for @handsomestofthejacks

merjack got mentioned a while ago and i had to draw the guy again. he’s still so good, i love this blushy boy. 

     Sean looked up at the tall building in front of him. He had gone back to college about a year ago to become a whale biologist. And now he was just a few months away from graduating. All he had to do now was take a month long internship at a job that pertained to his major. And so here he was in front of a marine research lab called the Aquatic Genome Research Organization. AGRO for short. Apparently the place specialized in isolating specific genome sequences in aquatic species for medicinal purposes. He took a deep breath before pushing the door open and going inside.

    He was greeted by a fairly nice lobby with a large fish tank full of exotic fish. A prim looking woman wearing glasses looked up at him from a desk. “Excuse me sir do you have an appointment?” She said, a look of disdain on her face when she saw his green hair. “Uh no.I’m supposed to start interning here today under Dr. Bunsen.” He replied. “Let me see your paperwork,” She sighed, clearly not in a good mood. He quickly handed her his papers, eager to get started and get far away from her. She sorted through them and tapped a few keys on her computer. “Alright everything’s in order. Please wait here while I get you a name tag. Another intern will be here shortly to take you to where you’ll be working,’” She said, getting up and going into another room off to the side. She came back out a few minutes later with a plastic clip-on name tag. She went back to her desk after handing it to him and he sat down on a chair to wait for the other intern

     A few minutes later he heard the elevator ding and a girl around his age stepped out. He was surprised to see that her bangs were dyed purple and the rest of her black hair had purple and blue streaks. Well at least he wouldn’t be the only one here with dyed hair. He watched as she tucked a strand of purple hair behind her ear before glancing around the room. She started walking his direction once she spotted him. “Hi.Sean W. McLaughlin right? You’ll be interning with me under Dr. Bunsen?” She questioned. “Yeah that’s me. But feel free to call me Jack,” He said, shaking her hand. “Nice to meet you Jack. Just follow me and I’ll take you to Dr. Bunsen’s lab. You’ll be needing a lab coat but since we don’t have one specifically for you yet you’ll have to borrow an extra one,” She said, smiling and leading him to the elevator.

    The stood in silence for a few moments as the elevator went down a few floors. “So, Jack. You wouldn’t happen to be Jacksepticeye would you?” She said somewhat nervously, trying to break the ice. Jack grinned. “I take it you’re a fan?” “Yeah. Been watching for about two years now. So what are you doing here?” She asked, kinda embarrassed. “Well you know the whole ‘whale biologist’ joke? I’m actually going to college to be one. Thought it might fun,” He replied. “Oh.Well that must be interesting. I’m here for extra credit on my zoology degree,” Sara said. “Whatcha studying zoology for?” Jack asked. “It’s a requirement for veterinarians if they want to work on exotic animals,” She replied. “Cool! So your gonna fix up injured animals? That’s really nice,” Jack said. “Thanks. Its been of dream of mine since fourth grade,” She said as the elevator doors opened.

    She lead him over to a locker room where extra lab coats were kept. “Just grab one that fits and clip your name tag on,” She said. Jack put one on and attached the name tag. “Now I look like Doctor Shneeplestein!” He joked, putting on the goofy accent. “Well come on Shneeple, your helping me deliver samples of serum the doctors are working on to the various workstations,” Sara said, laughing. He followed her over to a table covered in various vials and beakers full of strange liquids. “We’re handing out this serum today,” She said, pointing at a batch of beakers full of a glowing, green, goo-like, liquid. The shade of green kinda reminded him of the color of a septiceye. He helped her load the vials onto a cart and they started wheeling them over to the workstations.

    Awhile later a doctor asked them to take a vial over to Dr.Bunsen to take a look at. It had the same liquid as before but the doctor said they had been altering the formula. Sara was going to take it but Sean offered to deliver it for her. “Alright.Just be careful okay? There are some loose computer cables near Dr. Bunsen’s office and you do not wanna trip with that vial. Who knows what would happen if any of the serum got on you,” Sara cautioned. “I’ll be fine. I’m not that big of a clutz,” Jack said, brushing off her warning. Little did he know that, by not taking her warning seriously, he was setting himself up for a life altering accident.

    He whistled casually as he walked down the sterile, white hallway, following the signs to Dr. Bunsen’s office. As he drew near the office he walked past the computer lab. A cart of laptops was by the door and several cables lay on the floor by the cart, hanging off of the laptops. He wasn’t really paying attention as he walked over them and his foot got caught on one of the cables. He stumbled, losing his grip on the vial as he put his hands out to break his fall. The vial shattered on the floor and some of the thick liquid splashed on him. His right hand landed on some of the glass and gave him a deep laceration, some of the liquid getting into the wound.

   He quickly got to his feet, looking around to see if anyone had seen what happened. The halls were empty. He cleaned up the mess as fast as he could and went to the restroom to clean up his hand. He winced as he pulled out a shard of glass and rinsed out the bleeding cut. Yeah that was gonna need stitches. As he left the bathroom he ran right into Sara. He quickly tried to hide his hand behind his back but she saw the cut almost immediately, not to mention the green goo still splattered on his lab coat. “You tripped didn’t you? Ugh come on, let’s go patch up your hand,” She said, dragging him along to the medical bay. She sat him down on a cot and rummaged through some cupboards before pulling out a needle and some thread,as well as some disinfectant and gauze. The thread was the dissolvable kind typically used for stitches.

   "Uh wait shouldn’t I be going to the hospital to get my stitches?“ Jack said uncertainly. “I’m perfectly qualified. Stitching up a person is no different from stitching up a dog. Besides, the nearest hospital is an hour away and that gash should be dealt with right away. The longer it’s open the more likely it is to get exposed to infectious bacteria,” Sara explained, pulling up a chair so she could sit in front of him. “If you say so,“Jack said. She seemed to be pretty knowledgeable about this so he would take her word for it.

  "Alright now this is gonna sting okay? And we don’t have anything to numb you up so you will feel it when I start stitching. So try to be still and concentrate on something else,” She said as she doused some gauze in disinfectant. Sean winced as she dabbed gently at the cut. He watched her closely with his piercing blue eyes as she threaded the needle. He glanced at the floor, concentrating on cake and cookies as she started stitching him up. He saw her pants legs had ridden up slightly and was surprised to see a ton of scars on her legs, especially the right one. No wonder she knew so much about this. He couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to her to have caused them.

    He was startled by Sara suddenly speaking up. “You don’t have to stare you know. You can just ask. I’ve gotten used to people’s curiosity,” She said, finishing up the last stitch. Jack looked away, embarrassed that he was caught staring. “What happened to your legs?” He finally asked, curiosity getting the better of him. “Got hit by a truck in the crosswalk on the way to school back in eleventh grade. Ended up in the hospital for nearly two months. Not the first time I’ve been to the hospital for something serious and it wasn’t the last either. I’m practically a walking medical disaster. My family jokes that I’ve been poked with needles so much that I have the veins of a druggie,” She said, joking a bit to lighten the mood.

   "Wow. I’m so sorry,“ Jack said, not sure what to say. Sara shrugged. "Eh you get used to it. My medical history would put Markiplier’s to shame. And he’s been through a lot too,” She said. “So you watch Mark too huh?” He said, trying to change the subject. “Yeah. I came across you first though. It was after seeing him in a couple of your vids that I started watching him,” She replied. “Huh. Usually it’s the other way around,” Jack said, surprised. Sara put some gauze over the stitches and wrapped his hand up. “You should leave that on for a few days and change the wrapping every twenty four hours so it doesn’t get infected,” She said. Jack nodded.

    The rest of the day was fairly uneventful, other than Dr. Bunsen telling him to let them know if he started experiencing anything odd so they could make sure the serum didn’t do anything to him. He recorded a couple videos after getting home and sent them off the Robin before heading to bed. That night he had a strange dream about the ocean. When he got up in the morning his hand itched like crazy. He went into the bathroom and carefully unwrapped the bandages. He was startled to see that the gash was already starting to knit itself back together. The small amount of new skin was kinda bumpy and had a slight sheen to it.

   He figured his eyes were probably just playing tricks on him, taking a shower before he wrapped his hand back up again. He felt strangely rejuvenated after the shower, almost as if the water had breathed new energy into him. He scrolled through his Twitter as he sat down for his morning coffee. He smiled when he saw Sara had messaged him, she had told him her Twitter account so they could chat when not at the facility. ‘Morning!You feeling okay today?‘ Was her message.’ Yeah fine. Better than fine actually. Thanks for asking.' He messaged back. When he finished his coffee he grabbed his now goo free lab coat from the dryer and headed to AGRO.

    Things were going pretty good. He helped Sara with her tasks and they had a few good laughs. They ended up eating together during their lunch break. Around two o'clock though he started to feel a little woozy. And his hand was itching something fierce again. The dizziness and nausea eventually got so bad that he had to excuse himself and go the restroom. He leaned up against the sink for support, waiting for the room to stop spinning. Getting tired of the incessant itch in his hand he tore the bandages off, the stitches coming off with the gauze. He stared at his hand in shock. The gash was completely gone. And in it’s place was a thin layer of gleaming green and blue scales.

    He quickly pinched himself to see if he was dreaming. Ow! Nope, definitely not dreaming. He stared closely at his hand, inspecting it carefully under the light. Did that serum do this? He swayed as another bout of dizziness hit him. Ugh what was going on? He was about to leave the bathroom to try and get help when his legs went completely numb, falling out from beneath him. He cried out in pain when his head smacked against the tile floor. His vision was getting hazy when he heard someone calling his name.

    “Jack? You okay in there? Jack? Come on answer me! Sean!?” He heard Sara shout worriedly. He called out weakly before slumping against the floor, suddenly exhausted. His whole body felt numb and tingly. He couldn’t bring himself to look when Sara burst into the room. “Oh my God! Sean!” She cried before hurrying over and kneeling down beside him. She grabbed his head in her hands and turned it so he was facing her. His eyelids felt heavy and he struggled to stay awake. “No, no, no! Stay awake Sean! Help is coming! Just stay awake!” She said, getting increasingly worried.

  When she started to cry he weakly lifted his hand and brushed the tears away. She stared into his eyes and he watched as several different emotions flickered through them. He was too tired to recognize the specific emotions. His eyesight grew increasingly dark and after a few minutes he finally blacked out to the sound of people rushing into the room. He felt like he was floating in a dark, endless ocean, drifting to and fro on the waves. The feeling soothed him as his last bits of consciousness faded away.

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