Okay 1. My friend got me loving Adira and Lance together, to the point that I've been imagining Catalina and Angry's bond with Hector who would technically be their Uncle in this case.
2. Waterbender Adira again. That's it.
The Hector, Catalina and Angry parts are very doodle like, so they're kinda messy.
Plus a bonus prompt: “You mean the thing we just set on fire?” Kinda bad, kinda rushed but I had fun!
Words: about 500
Fandom/Genre: Tangled the series.
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“I was away for two minutes!” Varian shouted, gripping the vial he had run to collect in one hand. Angry and Catalina exchanged a glance, Catalina at least having the grace to look a little sheepish. Angry just grinned.
“And you should have thought about what leaving us alone would result in!” she said. Varian narrowed his eyes, surveying what was left of the lab. Ruddiger sat on the table in the centre, looking a little singed, giving a slightly apologetic chirp. There were various other burnt spots scattered through the lab, and both girls had ash in their hair.
“You’d think I’d have learnt my lesson by now,” Varian muttered.
“Hey, you’re always trying to experiment!” Angry said, skipping along behind him as he moved to what was left of the work bench.
“Yeah, but at least I know what I’m doing!”
“It’s not like you never make explosions,” Catalina pointed out, and Varian glared at her. Both girls snickered at his face and Varian sighed, a reluctant grin slipping across his face.
“At least I don’t destroy the entire lab,” he muttered. Angry darted past him to sit on the edge of the table, kicking her dangling legs slightly.
“Are you sure about that?” she asked. Varian glared at her and she stuck her tongue out. “Lighten up, V! We didn’t completely destroy everything.”
“How were we to know that those two things would explode,” Catalina added. Varian put the vial down on the table – as far away from Angry as possible – and move to begin cleaning up.
“You didn’t. That’s why you’re not supposed to touch anything,” he muttered.
“That’s so boring,” Angry said. She reached out to ruffle Ruddiger’s fur and watched as Varian began to clean up the broken glass on the floor.
“Catalina, hand me the prototype,” he said heavily, wanting to make sure it was still undamaged. A hesitant silence followed, then Catalina spoke up quietly.
“You mean – that thing we just set on fire?” she asked. Varian looked up quickly, eyes narrowed. Sure enough, the prototype was charred – a tongue of flame still licking at its side.
“You’re kidding me!” he cried, lunging forward to rescue it before Angry could pick it up.
“In our defence, we didn’t see it?” she tried. Varian glared at her, realising with a sinking heart that it likely wasn’t salvageable.
“Out,” he said shortly. “Out of my lab, come on – get out before you break anything else!” He shooed Angry off the table, herding them both out of the lab.
“Love you too, V!” Angry called.
“We are sorry,” Catalina added, and Varian rolled his eyes, shutting the door behind them.
In reality, he wasn’t hugely upset – and he knew they knew it. He did enjoy the girls visiting his lab, and while it tended to result in his work being pushed back or stalled, it was worth it to spend time with them.
But for now he wanted to recreate the prototype in peace.
