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When Care Bears Go Wrong

Brass Eagle glanced around the lab as Dr. Oblivion showed him through the lab. Tanks full of grotesque things bubbled, while beakers and vials frothed. Sure, Dr. Oblivion was mad, but he was a scientist. Not to be cliche, or anything.

“Do you know what I’m thinking, Bwass Eagle?” His squeaky voice echoed off the titanium walls.

“Easy. You’re in denial and shut yourself away down here because the rest of the world wasn’t built for someone below two feet tall. People just don’t appreciate Care Bears anymore, do they?”

“Shut up! I’m not a Care Bear! Just…an expewiment dat went wong…”

“I could name a couple more things that went wrong with you.”

“Shut up! None of your fwiends know you’re down heah, I have you, no one else will ever find you!”

“Actually, my friends are down here right now. After all, the entire operation was focused on this room. You just led me straight into it. Thanks,” Brass Eagle lied. They were here for something much more important than this room.

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