Science's template for scientists

* Levi and Lexi walk in and stand there*

*He does not seem to notice.*
(Little factoid: Science is the only AU of Reaper as of now with a preferred gender.)

Illy: Sup.

"Greetings."

Illy: I think I know another version of you.

"I believe you do."

Illy: Yeah, he's cute.

"..."

Illy: So, anyways, what are ya makin? Does it control people, and is it for sale?

"No, and no. It is actually supposed to be a huge drone that is big enough to ride. Matt wanted one."

Illy: Whack. As my mother always said, control is inevitable, Jeffrey Epstein didn't kill himself, and that nobody will know who Jeffrey Epstein is, because this is the Medieval Age.

"...Was your parent, by chance, Lust!Reaper? Because I am highly concerned for your mental stability, Miss Illy..."

Illy: No, she was Nati, goddess of wisdom and deception. And I lost my mental stability long ago, little science boy.

"Oh. And do not call me that. I am 5'05."

Ily: Well I'm the adult here. And I'm only slightly short because my father was a short cyclops who mastered the darl arts.

"Touche."

Illy: That explains my magical abilities. And my one eye.

"Yeah..."

Illy: Yep!

*Theg continue building.*

Illy: *she tapped on her phone*

*They continue.*

Illy: *she chuckled* Look at that cat.

"..."

Illy: It's so funny.

"..."
*They finish.*

Illy: Oh, nice drone.

"Thank you."

Illy: You'd be great if you worked with me.

"I doubt that...I work alone."

Illy: Aw, we'd be a great duo!

"..."

Illy: Really.

"..."

Illy: What?

"Time to test-fly this."
*He teleports onto the drone.*

Illy: Can I get on as well?

"Fine..."

Illy: You sound upset *she got on*

"I am."

Illy: Why?

"Nevermind."

Illy: You can tell me.

*They blush a tiny bit.*
"No."

Illy: *she blushed a little* Okay..

*He pushes a lever, and the drone lifts up.*

Illy: Woah-

"Heh..."

Illy: *she looked like she was losing her balance*

"Oh no."

Illy: *she then fell forwards*

*She is grabbed by a mysterious white aura and lifted back on to the drone.*

Illy: Well-Was that you?

"Indeed. I just do not want to be responsible for another death..."

Illy: Please, sweetie, it is not that easy to kill me.

"...Do not call me sweetie."

Illy: Oh, sorry. *she scooted away a little*

"It is fine."

Illy: No, I can tell you don't like it.

"..."

Illy: So I won't call you sweetie.

"Good."

Illy: *she sighed sadly*

"..."

Illy: What about...I dunno, I'm trying to think of something to do with a lab coat, since you do look good in one.

"Thank you. I suppose..."

Illy: Yeah..*she scooted a little closer*,

"..."

Illy: Is this too close? Ah, sorry- *she scooted back*

"It is fine..."

Illy: So I can scoot back?

"If you want to..."

Illy: *she scooted back, and a little closer*

*The drone drops back into the lab once again.*

Illy: That was fun.

"Indeed."

Illy: You're great at making things.

"Thank you."

Illy: No problem...lab coat boy? I dunno.

"..."

Illy: ...Yeah, that was terrible.

"Indeed."

Illy: Coaty?

"NO."

Illy: H-Huh?

"Nevermind..."

Illy: *she looked upset*,

"Sorry..."

Illy: No no, it's fine. *she sighed*

"If you say so..."

Illy: Alright.