Objects from Another Universe

Click. Clickety-clack. Clickity-clackity-click-clackity-clack-clack-click-clickity-clack-click. Clack. It was late in the afternoon, and Test Tube had been typing away on her computer for hours. Her fingers felt like lead. She had lost three nights of sleep on this project. There were bags under her eyes, and several cans of soda were strewn across the lab messily, which wasn't like her. But she couldn't stop now. Calculating numbers, formulating theorems and hypotheses... She was close, closer than she had ever been to creating something that actually functioned, and functioned well.

But it could still go wrong. She could have made a mistake in her calculations, even though she triple-checked everything. She might not have enough power for the machine. The machine itself could be missing a vital part, or the wires might not be strong enough to handle the amount of power she would pump into it. Not to mention that what she was attempting was deemed impossible by scientists all around the world...

But she kept going anyway, her determination fueled by Dr Fizz. If she accomplished this, not only would she become one of the most well-known scientists in the world, but she could do... well, almost anything. The possibilities of this project were limitless if it succeeded.