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Scooter had a lot on his mind. Jeez, it's easy to be swept away when you work with the Muppets. The boy fastened his pace when he saw Pepe across from him.
Hopefully they weren't going to the same place; the breakroom. He didn't know how many more "Oh Scooper! Blah blah blah"s he could handle. Thankfully, they weren't heading the same way. Scooter hadn't watched where Pepe went, but he wasn't to eager to find out.
Though it seemed that a *long conversation with Pepe was avoided, the two workers of their very own "Muppet Labs" seemed to be parading nearer. This time, Scooter figured lady luck decided to find her prey elsewhere, as the boy headed into the breakroom (finally, there was a lot of building up to this)- only to find Bunsen and Beaker talking to each other.
They currently seemed uninterested in plucking anybody away for an experiment, so that must have been a good sign. Besides, Bunsen usually didn't come into the breakroom too often. It was usually his assistant who made trips for the two of them. Bunsen really must have been a busy man, huh?
Anyways, back to the present. Scooter grabbed a donut (only the weirdly shaped chocolate ones were left), and went to go get some coffee. He wasn't a HUGE fan of coffee, but he wasn't feeling too peachy at the moment, so it would do. He put the plastic cup he grabbed to the coffee machine and attempted to pour some out. Nothing came out. Great. They were out of coffee. Luckily, it wouldn't take too long to slip in and out to grab a coffee from somewhere else.
Just as he was about to leave the room, the two cheery scientists beckoned him over. They were giggling about something, but once they had stopped, they exchanged greetings. "Hello, Scooter! The two of us saw that the coffee machine was empty" Oh boy "and we thought 'This would be a great time to see if anybody wants to try our coffee!'" Bunsen just smiled while Scooter processed that. "You made coffee?" he asked. "Why yes, me and Beaker perfected this recipe just this morning! We've already tried it and it tastes just like the real deal!"
Scooter must have dubiously looked the pair up and down, because they both nearly erupted into giggles again. Scooter knew that both of them had endured a lot, testing experiments and such, so Bunsen implying that their taste buds were still intact was a bit... nevermind. "Can I at least ask what's in it? Like, science wise." He didn't add that it mustn't have been too dangerous because neither looked like they endured an explosion, but it was mildly implied.
"Oh, it's fine, just a simple drink that we made! Well, not exactly simple, but I'm sure you get it." Bunsen explained. Beaker meeped something that Scooter didn't quite understand, but Bunsen definitely did, calling the taller of the three a sly dog. Not going to elaborate, but Scooter made a mental note that they weren't just in a assistant and doctor relationship. Well, enough stalling. "Fine, sure, I'll try some." The boy finally complied with a sigh.
He held out the cup he was still holding, and Beaker poured some of the "coffee" from a beaker he was holding. How funny. He didn't know if adding anything to his drink would mess it up, so he just took a sip of it plain. "YOWCH!" The coffee was obviously hot. "Sorry for my language, for some reason I thought it cooled already." The boy said hurriedly. Bunsen looked sympathetically towards the boy and said "It was cooled down, just a side effect I should have warned you about." Scooter appreciated the sort-of-apology, but he didn't really feel upset about it.
Really, he felt a little calmer. He took a couple breaths, and suddenly felt like talking about his troubles. That's so weird. It seemed that they had already predicted this, though, because they looked at him with a knowing expression, and waved him on. "I'm just so stressed today, you know? Everyone keeps needing things, too! A lot. I know it's my job, but sometimes it gets a little overwhelming. Not to mention Pepe, but I'm sure you already know what I'm gonna say about him- so spontaneous sometimes. And- oh, don't even get me started on Ken. Sometimes he can be so bossy and" Beaker nodded "you haven't cut me off yet?"
He felt a little bit of embarrassment creeping up because of the two men laughing- just a couple of chuckles, bit overall he felt sort of... relieved. Lighter than earlier. "This wasn't like... drugs, was it?" Scooter asked. The men had only laughed (a lot) harder, Beaker meeping a lot of supposed "no"s. Jeez this was embarrassing. "This was only a 'not so simple' concoction to help with stress and such, my dear boy!" Bunsen explained when he had finally calmed down again. So that's why they seemed so much happier-ish today. And why Scooter himself felt a lot better, too. Huh, science.
Scooter was about to form an awkward thanks when he had been beat to it as Bunsen started off, saying "Well, along with this fantastic drink, we are making another version. Still coffee, but has the opposite effect. It only initiates horrible angry and stressed mood swings!" Beaker meeped something at the end that Bunsen had translated to "For our worst enemies" in a fond manner. Bunsen jumped up again, and added on, informing the boy that it was all "OSHA disapproved" as the two scientists walked out. Good Grief.