[video via grimy bathroom mirror] i accidentally made him look like a poster from a bee movie

[gogoghostpowers]

[When the video turns on, Danny is in what Locke High students will recognize as one of the boy's bathrooms. He sniffles a little bit, leaning in closer to the mirror, giving everybody (and himself) a better view of exactly the state he's in.

He wipes a finger under his nose, swiping the goopy, glowing blood from it and holding it close up to the mirror. He then rubs it between two fingers and pulls them apart, the substance stretching out into a sticky string between the fingertips.]

...So. Uh. I guess this is what my blood looks like now. God, I hope no one saw me running over here.

I...don't think I'm supposed to be bleeding radioactive waste. Is--is this even safe? Am I going to get cancer and die of radiation poisoning from myself?

[He clutches his head in his hands, starting to look and sound a little hysterical.]

Oh no. How am I supposed to even clean this up?! I need a--a--one of those biohazard trash cans!! Oh my god.

Comments

[not_good_not_wicked]

Okay okay calm down. Do you actually feel any different?

[gogoghostpowers]

Kind of lightheaded...but not really, no.

[not_good_not_wicked]

Okay, um...

[What do I do what do I do what do I do?]

Isn't there that clinic downtown somewhere run by a guy from the network? Dr. Solus? Maybe you should see if you can get there.

[gogoghostpowers]

Right, right, the clinic! Good idea!

[He pauses and his face falls.]

...How am I supposed to get there without anybody seeing me all bloody?

[not_good_not_wicked]

I dunno. Why'd you start bleeding in the first place?

[gogoghostpowers]

Well, it's not like I started bleeding on purpose!

[not_good_not_wicked]

You'd have to be pretty weird to do that on purpose smartass. Just, I don't know, wipe your face off really well.

[gogoghostpowers]

How? If I do anything I'll be spreading radioactive gunk everywhere!

[not_good_not_wicked]

I don't know, use a million paper towels. They have those in the boys bathroom right? Just get out of there before someone else decides they have to pee or things'll get awkward fast!

[gogoghostpowers]

But then where do I--

[you jinxed it, Marisa. it's all your fault. Danny stops and looks to the side as he hears a door squeak open. He runs from the mirror and into the closest bathroom stall, hurriedly locking the door.

Once the random guy finishes his business and leaves, Danny cautiously crawls out of the stall and walks back up to the mirror.]

Even if I use paper towels, where do I put those? I don't want to--to cause like some nuclear apocalypse because I wasn't careful about throwing out some paper towels!

[not_good_not_wicked]

Okay you know radioactive waste doesn't actually glow green, right?

[gogoghostpowers]

W-well--maybe not usually, but--

what else could it possibly be?!

[not_good_not_wicked]

How should I know!? If it really is radioactive then we're probably all fucked already so you might as well.

[gogoghostpowers]

I don't want to kill everyone with radiation poisoning! Oh my god, oh my god. I don't want to turn Locke into another Chernobyl! Chernobyl 2.0!!

[He is losing his shit, Marisa. He is losing his shit so hard you might actually be able to hear him screaming in person from where you are sitting in your classroom. Along with everyone else. Let's just assume he's in a nearby bathroom.]

[not_good_not_wicked]

[In the background, Danny could hear people murmuring if he weren't flipping out. Marisa hesitated, then raised her hand.]

Mrs. Miller, may I use the restroom?

"If it will stop your fidgeting over there then yes."

Thank you.

[Marisa's brilliant plan, as it turns out, is to leave the classroom and march into the boys bathroom. The one other guy looked up from his confused staring at Danny's stall to even more confused staring before Marisa shouted at him.]

What do you think you're doing!? You're in the wrong bathroom!

[continued here.]