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"Programming" by pikapi20
Doctor Neggistential's Laboratory was a wonder to behold. Located off the beaten track that led from the west of the Neopian Marketplace and below a deceptively ordinary abode, it was in his spacious basement that the finest of the Yellow Blumaroo's work was undertaken. Walls covered in flashing buttons and shiny lights with inventions scattered about both on worktops and stored in boxes for future finetuning, you couldn't look in any direction without your eyes landing on another curiosity or your ears hearing a persistent whirring sound. It was very much his happy place. That too of his White Doglefox called Erick, who was curled up in a ball below a pile of Cyber Neggs. Unfortunately, his guest just wasn't as enamoured by the many attractions.
Sat hunched over atop a large cardboard box of unsold Plushie Jetpacks, his feet not quite reaching the floor, Topsi's pastel pink eyes were instead being entertained by the twiddling of his thumbs. A frown stubbornly etched on the Pink Cybunny's face. The Inventor sighed softly. Before choosing to take a reassuringly upbeat tone. "I don't know what to tell you, my boy," he enthused as sympathetically as he could, "but all of your test results have come back well within the normal range!" His patient flashed him an irked look. "Okay, yes, normal is relative and it's not like I have a baseline for what you were like before the... incident... or even for folks of your... composition... but I assure you you're right as rain!"
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