Ian cleared his throat as he finished the explanation of his latest invention to Bourbon.
“So you see, a simple machine uses a single applied force to do work against a single load force. Ignoring friction losses, the work done on the load is equal to the work done by the applied force. The machine can increase the amount of the output force, at the cost of a proportional decrease in the distance moved by the load. That’s the basic process of the kind of device we have here. Nothing to fancy but still something that could use a minor helping hand. So what do you say?” Ian asked, standing in his lab coat and red violet colored pants.
Bourbon blinked.
He then shook his head a little.
“Uhm… I’m sorry I think you lost me at… all of it,” Bourbon said, honestly.
Ian sighed. “Of course I did.”
Ian was a bit downtrodden. He had tried his best to connect with Bourbon on this seeing as how he was a new friend but just like Troy there were some barriers he couldn’t break.
Ian was practically born with genius level intellect. It wasn’t all in there when he was a baby but his affinity for reading, memorizing, studying, and applying everything he read was almost mystical. His brain was a fortress of information and he only ever absorbed more and more. The talent he had was one of a kind.
Sometimes it felt like it was a bit to a fault.
He was lucky to have two friends at all but still. Aside from leeches that wanted to use him for copying homework, there was no one he could share the stage with as far as being a genius and no one to really lend him a hand around his lab in a way that didn’t just devolve to him telling Troy and Bourbon what to do.
Troy arrived at that moment and waved happily at the two of them from the door. “Hey there guys! Are we ready to play some games today or what?”
“I am,” Bourbon said, holding up a PS4 controller. “Ian’s TV is the best to play games on, for sure.”
“I know, right!” Troy grinned.
Ian smiled. Of course it was. He built the TV.
“I’ll be there in a bit you guys. I just want to finish up this little project of mine, first.” Ian said as he looked a little solemn.
“Oh okay,” Troy said. “We’ll start the game up and wait for you then.” He rushed out to the living room.
“Please hurry, it feels weird playing games at someone else’s house when they’re not there,” Bourbon said.
Ian nodded. He turned to his device when they left and got a serious look back on his face.
The machine was simple but what he was intending to accomplish with it wasn’t. It would all be worth it in the end though.
When he added the finishing touches and set the machine to hibernate, he left to go have a round of games with his friends.
It was a fairly fun day, all things considered. When it was over, he retreated back to his lab and looked over the large device.
Before him was a huge machine with a glass tube in the center. He pressed the button that ended the cold hibernation of the being inside and smiled with delight as it opened up.
Inside was another version of himself.
“Room temperature adjustment and… ready!” Ian said.
Suddenly, the Ian inside blinked and then yawned. He stretched and stumbled his way out, looking around all confused.
“Oh man… I feel all weird and tingly,” He said. He then glanced down at himself and blushed. “GAH! I’M ALSO NAKED!”
“Sorry,” Ian giggled. “I couldn’t quite figure out how to clone myself with clothes already on me but that’s fine. You can just wear some of my clothes. We are the same size.”
The other Ian smiled a bit and put his hands out in front of himself to cover up. “I suppose so… haha…”
Ian grinned. Yes, his project had finally come to fruition. Now he had someone he could converse with on an intellectual level. Things were indeed looking up!
Once Ian got the other Ian some clothes, the two of them began mimicking one another cutely. They both smiled and began jumping up and down happily with their hands clasped together. “HEHEHEHE! THIS IS SO AWESOME!”
They sat in their underwear and compared notes. They were the same notes but it didn’t matter because they delighted in agreeing with one another over everything they said.
They talked about the things they enjoyed. They enjoyed the same things of course. Video games and anime rundowns were the exact same and they bonded over having similar opinions on those same things too.
Eventually, the subject of Mario came up and they both scoffed and got a little shaky. However, Ian glanced at his second form and grinned evilly. “Hey, are you up for maybe playing a little prank on my brother?”
Ian #2 blinked and then smiled. “Absolutely!”
He caught on to what he was suggesting immediately and the two of them tip-toed their way downstairs together.
When they peeked out of the hallway and spotted Mario laughing at the TV in front of him, they both did a little fist pump and set off to go enact a fun little prank.
Ian snuck up to Mario’s side and waved. “Hey there, whatcha watchin’?” He asked.
“Go away. It’s a show for grown ups and I don’t want to change your diapers when you wet yourself because it was too stronk for you,” Mario grinned.
Ian pouted. Obviously, no one in this house wore diapers but it did a good job of riling Ian up whenever Mario insisted his butt would fit better in one. It made him certain of what he was about to do to him though.
Ian reached over and yanked hard on Mario’s ear!
“OW! OWW! HEY!” Mario snapped when it was let go and he wobbled a bit. “You’re gonna wish you didn’t DO that!” he shouted, raising his fist.
“Actually, I’m over there,” Ian said, pointing behind him.
“Huh?” Mario blinked and turned around.
Ian #2 stood there and waved with a bright smile on his face.
“Wha–?!” Mario looked super confused.
Then his pants fell to his ankles, showing off his Dora the Explorer briefs.
“GAH! H-How did you–?!” Mario gasped.
“I moved them down with my mind,” Ian #2 said, putting two fingers to his temples to mimic a psychic person. “I just pantsed you with my new powers!”
In reality, the real Ian just did that from behind.
“O-Oh yeah well… how about I just punch your brains into mush! That oughta take care of your psycho powers!” Mario snapped going for another punch but yelped when Ian stuck a electric buzzer against his butt. “YEEEEEEEEEEP!”
Mario tinkled a little in his briefs and fell over, grabbing his bottom. He looked behind him and saw the real Ian with a buzzer in his hand.
“But… but how did-? Weren’t you just–?!” Mario was so confused.
Eventually, he said screw it and shot to his feet. “GRAAAH!” He shouted and charged at Ian.
However, the other Ian stuck out his foot and tripped him. Mario screamed as he went down and the first Ian raised a fist.
BAM!
Mario’s glass jaw hit Ian’s fist and rattled his brain! Mario jittered about, drooling with his eyes spinning and his briefs filling up with more pee before he slumped onto the floor, unconscious, and humping up and down due to his muscle spasms.
Ian raced over to Ian #2 and delivered a well deserved high five!
“WE DID IT!” Ian shouted.
“I knew we could!” Ian #2 said.
“Of course you did, you’re me!” Ian laughed.
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The days went by calmly and happily. Ian would spend time with his friends when he had down time from the lab but when he was in the lab he spent it only with Ian #2. This was the life he wanted so badly and he’d managed to make it happen.
Unfortunately, the more the days went by the more Ian #2 seemed to take notice of Ian’s behavior whenever he wasn’t around. Ian would always tell Ian #2 to stay out of sight when his friends were over, mentioning that they weren’t ready to see him just yet. He promised he’d reveal him to them eventually but it was taking quite a bit.
One day, Ian #2 snuck out of the lab and spotted Ian playing games with Troy and Bourbon. He bit into his finger, feeling a sense of longing wash over him.
When Ian got up to go to the bathroom, Ian #2 looked conflicted.
He could jump in and take his place for just a second. Just to see what being the real Ian was like for just a bit.
Ian #2 gulped and found himself walking forward and sitting down between the two of them. Both Bourbon and Troy jumped.
“Whoa!” Troy gasped. “You startled me! Back already?”
“That was a quick number 2,” Bourbon said. He had no reason to assume Ian was off doing a number 2. He just guessed.
“Uhm, yeah, well, I can go faster because I’m a genius… what’s this you guys are playing?” Ian #2 asked.
“Uh, we’re still playing Smash Bros. dude,” Troy said. “You’re Lucario. Remember?”
“Oh! Right! Yes, of course! I’m Lucario! I knew that because I am me!” Ian #2 stammered and sweated, a bit nervous.
“Hey, sit and relax,” Bourbon smiled. “Just because I’m beating you doesn’t mean you can’t still have fun.”
Ian #2 smiled a bit crookedly. “E-Excuse me for a second.”
He stepped back and grabbed a chair before putting it to the doorknob of the bathroom.
He then went back to sit and play. It was his very first game of Smash Bros. ever. Hell, it was his first time playing video games ever. He knew the kinds of games he liked because he was Ian but he’d never played them before. It was always a weird feeling but now, having experienced them first hand, the elation he felt was incredible!
He wanted more of this!
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Ian was having trouble with his zipper.
“GAH! It’s stuck! I can’t get it down…!” Ian whined as he looked over the toilet bowl. He squirmed and let out some air, pressing his legs together. “Okay… it’s cool. I know. I’ll use my Zipper-Untanglement Device from the lab! Always comes in handy for a zipper that acts up!”
He shuffled to the door and turned the knob… and found it wouldn’t open!
“What… WHAT THE–?! HEY!” Ian gasped and jimmied the lock and the knob some more. He shouted in anger and yanked on it roughly. His pants were caught on his shirt too and they were too tight! “NO! NO! NOOO! IT’S STUCK! HEY! HELP! LET ME OUT!”
His voice was muffled over the closed door and the sound of the TV. Ian #2 increased the volume and the two boys didn’t protest.
“HELP! I’M GONNA PEE MY PANTS!” Ian shouted as he banged on the door. “GUH!” Ian whined and grabbed at his pants, attempting to hike them down instead. “UGH! They’re really stuck! I’m gonna have to break the zipper! Why didn’t I realize they were so tight?!”
Too late now. Ian attempted to pull on the zipper in a vain hope that he could loosen the tight pants around his waist. When he finally did it, he did a double fist pump in the air… then his eyes widened when he felt a warmth spread along his crotch.
Ian blubbered and grabbed himself, falling to his knees right before the open toilet bowl. “DAMMIT!”
When the game was over outside, Ian #2 stood up and waved at Bourbon and Troy goodbye. This slightly confused them since this was Ian’s house but they waved back.
Ian #2 went to the bathroom door and removed the chair before opening the door for him. “Uhm… hello. Sorry about that but I–did you pee your pants?”
Ian sniffled and pouted while sitting in his pee puddle on the floor. “Ian #2… did you… were you the one who locked me in here?”
“Uh–!” Ian #2 was quite shocked.
Ian leered at him, now upset. This was going to need to be addressed.
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Some days later, when Ian was scheduled to have Troy and Bourbon come back over again, Ian approached Ian #2 in the lab, where he usually stayed.
“Today, you’re staying in the lab. That’s final,” Ian said.
Ian #2 pouted. “I knew you were gonna say that. You’re such a liar!”
“What?” Ian asked, confused.
“You said you’d introduce me to them one day! It’s been so long! When are you gonna do it?!” Ian #2 asked.
“Wh-When I think they’re ready!” Ian said.
“Or maybe when you think YOU’RE ready!” Ian #2 poked Ian in the chest. “Face it, you’re scared!”
“What? I’m not scared! Of what?” Ian got defensive.
“You’re scared that your friends are gonna like me better than you!” Ian #2 said.
“What?! That’s ridiculous! We’re the same!” Ian snapped, pressing a hand to his chest.
“Yeah, but they had way more fun with me the other day than you!” Ian #2 said.
“How do you KNOW that? That was literally your first time spending time with them or seeing them spend time with ME! You’re usually here in the lab!” Ian snapped.
“I use the spy cameras, duh!” Ian #2 said.
“Spy camer–? I don’t have any spy cameras. This is MY house!” Ian said.
“Oh! Well, then I built some and used them to spy on you. My bad!” Ian #2 giggled, a little red glint in his eye appeared suddenly. Ian also noticed that his teeth seemed a bit sharper than usual too.
“WHAT?!” Ian gasped. “Y-You’ve been spying on me?! Why?! We think and feel and act the same way!”
“Ah, but that’s just it! In doing so I’ve discovered that we don’t!” Ian #2 pointed at him. “I’m way more of a go-getter than you. When I see an opportunity for something, I go and do it! I’m not all wishy washy about it like you. I’m willing to show myself to everyone while you’re content to keep me a secret forever! I’m more ambitious while you’re a coward! Thus, the world has way more use for me! After all, what good is genius intellect if it’s inert.”
Ian’s jaw hung open and his eyes were wide. “Inert? I’m plenty active! I made you so we could be science bros. So we could achieve brilliance together!”
Ian #2 smiled. “You made me so that you could stop feeling lonely intellectually,” He then smirked, rather evilly. “I don’t have that defect within me though. I’m content to be intellectually alone. It means I’m better than everyone.”
“Wha–?!” Ian was flabbergasted.
“And it means I’m better than YOU!” Ian #2 rammed his fist into Ian’s gut suddenly.
“HOOOOOOGUH!” Ian’s eyes bugged out and drool ebbed from his lips. He grabbed at his gut, hunched over and shaking with intense pain.
Ian #2 then grabbed him and hoisted him over his head, running up the steps to the lab door, kicking it open and hurling Ian out and against the wall!
“GWAAGH!” Ian gasped and flopped to the floor, spasming a bit in pain.
“It’s going to be a real fun night with the guys today, Ian!” Ian #2 stepped out, cracking his knuckles.
Ian stood up and wiped his face. “Y-You!” He reeled a fist back and went to punch him but the second Ian ducked and lifted the real Ian up again. He then flung him back while gripping his pants.
Ian screamed as he fell out of his pants and landed on his face, down to just his lab coat and Paw Patrol briefs.
Ian’s eyes rolled and he saw chirping birdies circle his head. He was about to try and get up but then found his legs grabbed. Ian panicked and clawed at the carpet but screeched when he was suddenly spun around and around and tossed at the open window.
Ian cried and flailed, falling through the open window and landing hard on the grass before he tumbled out into the dirt road.
Ian looked up, shocked.
The night sky was an ominous shade of ghostly blue. Everything appeared to be vacant. There was a row of houses here before. Where did they all go?
Ian #2 stepped outside and grinned as he dusted his hands off. “Here he is, Mister. Take him away!”
“What?!” Ian looked over and saw a horrendous sight.
There was a huge transport vehicle on the road. Beside it stood Bourbon, Troy, and Mario.
“So it was true,” Bourbon said.
“Ian created an evil twin and it was you!” Troy said, pointing at the real Ian.
“WHAT?! EVIL TWIN?! ME?!” Ian gasped as he stood up.
“Look at what you’ve done!” Mario snapped. “You made all the houses around ours disappear! The families in them are all gone! You’ve done something so messed up!”
Ian sweated. “What? NO! I didn’t! How did–?!”
“Disintegrated!” Ian #2 said. “Reduced to atoms! All the houses around this area were rendered to ash by you! I saw it with my own eyes! I recorded you doing it!” He said, showing the video on his phone.
Ian gasped and grabbed it, looking it over in shock. “B-But this isn’t me! I didn’t do this! H-How do you know it wasn’t HIM!” Ian snapped and pointed at Ian #2. Ian was in his lab all day and he didn’t hear a thing. Granted, it was made to cancel noise from outside the house so that was likely the case.
Ian #2 smiled. “Because, I just contacted them and told them about it. You’re saying I tattled on myself?”
“YES! TO SET ME UP!” Ian snapped, drooling like a crazy person and stomping his foot. With him standing in his Paw Patrol briefs and looking a little beat up, he wasn’t looking the most put together.
Ian #2 smirked. “Oh really? Well then, check the date of the video.”
Ian grunted and looked at the date. “That’s today! So what?”
“See the underwear on the person in the video?” Ian #2 zoomed in and pointed at the exposed waistband.
Ian looked closely and gasped.
It was the Paw Patrol briefs he was wearing right now!
Ian looked down at himself and then up at everyone else.
Ian #2 slyly yanked the side of his pants down to show off his Star Wars briefs. “You’re saying I did this, showed them the video, rushed home, changed clothes, and miraculously made sure you were wearing those same pair of undies? Not to mention, we don’t have two of that pair and you’ve been wearing them all day. I know because of my spy cameras.”
Ian’s eyes twitched.
He then fidgeted about before he turned to try and run.
However, he was grabbed by the man in the lab coat by the camper. “NO! PLEASE! HE’S LYING! I KNOW WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE BUT IT’S NOT!”
Ian was tossed into the back of the transport vehicle and clawed his way up to the bars at the back door. He looked through them with a terror stricken face.
Ian #2 grinned and faced the man driving the vehicle. “Thank you sir. When you take my failed creation to your lab and take him apart, do be gentle. He’s evil but that doesn’t mean his destruction has to be inhumane.”
Ian #2 was glad altering the camera footage to show Ian’s underwear instead of his worked out so well.
“NO! NOOOOO!” Ian screamed and shook the bars as the men took him away. “STOP! THAT’S NOT MEEEEE!”
As Bourbon, Troy, and Mario surveyed the empty landscape and reapproached the last house remaining, Ian #2, or rather, just Ian now, looked ahead with a toothy grin and glowing red eyes.
“Fear not. I can be the new Ian,” He said this while looking at his remaining acquinteces. “I promise I’ll do a real good job.”
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*Squirms* W-Well gosh..M-Maybe they won't take him apart? B-But hafa say..being replaced by a clone is kinda a trigger fer me soo.. Eheh.. this one wasn't as bad fer me! **hands on hands and waving smirk* go on! bring on the next story!!
*Squirms* W-Well gosh..M-Maybe they won't take him apart? B-But hafa say..being replaced by a clone
A large turtle was walking through the now empty neighborhood. He had been humming to himself as he trotted in order to keep himself calm about the sudden disappearance of the houses that occurred earlier, "Da da da, talking turtle." The turtle suddenly came across a trio of boys next to a van with caged windows on the back doors, men in white uniforms were securing a boy in Paw Patrol briefs identical to another boy and started driving away. Curious, the turtle walked over to the sight and listened as best as a creature without external ear canals could. "Fear not. I can be the new Ian," he heard the free twin say. The turtle got closer and was noticed by a boy with pink hair. "Huh? Hey guys, look at this huge turtle! What're you doing out here? Did your owner's house disappear too?" Troy asked the turtle.
The turtle nodded and walked towards Ian. He inhaled near the boy, nearly sucking Ian into his nostrils if Troy and Bourbon didn't hold him down. The turtles eyes went wide at the scent, "Pew! What is with this kid? This doesn't smell right!" The boys, apart from pink hair, taped silently at the turtle, who grimaced at Ian suspiciously. "Why did the turtle say you didn't right, Ian?" asked Troy, "Are you covered in one of your science juices again?" "Wha what? Science juices? No no no, my small minded friend, you must be referring to some chemicals I was working with earlier," "Ian" stammered. Troy and Bourbon started looking suspiciously at Ian, he had never actually called them dumb in any way so casually. "What would a talking turtle know anyway? The dumb creature doesn't know what it's saying," Ian said as he gave the turtle's shell a kick. The turtle, obviously, wasn't pleased at this.
"'Dumb creature?' I'd say the fact that I can understand and speak your language says the opposite about that remark, boy. You smell different, and not just compared to your friends, you smell hostile and as if you have hormones rushing through your system faster than what should be natural," the turtle calmly responded in a steely tone as he stood up on his hind legs, "And I'm a male turtle, a genius like yourself should've been able to assume this based on my voice." The turtle stood a full head over all three boys, yet "Ian" still felt confident enough to slap the turtles face and follow up with a punch. The turtle just retracted his head faster than Ian's fist and growled. Before the now sweating clone could process, he was punched through the air and out of his clothes by the turtle's balled claws and landed on the windshield of the van holding his twin/father/donor. The driver and passengers were shocked to see the concussed naked boy with his briefs landing on his head.
The turtle walked up to the van with Troy and Bourbon running after him. "I believe the naked child with the strange genitalia and navel scar is yours," the turtle calmly addressed the lab workers. "Wait, aren't you a former test subject? Never mind, we have the clone right here. We'll need to take you in for assaulting the kid who created the clone," replied the lead worker. "Could you at least compare them? The one splattered on your windshield doesn't smell like most human beings," the turtle requested. The worker complied and to everyone's shock, the two Ians had different navels. "Hey, the naked Ian has a different belly button than he normally does!" Troy exclaimed. For extra confirmation, Ian let loose something only the original would know. "Yep he's the real one," Troy and Bourbon blushed.
"Sorry for not believing you, tiny," said Bourbon. Ian glared at the insult to his boyhood and swallowed back a retort. "Sorry boys, but both Ians are gonna come with us. We need to run some tests." Ian's joy deflated a bit as the pantsless boy genius was buckled up alongside his friends and his shelled savior. "We will need to dose you two with truth serum for confirmation. Any lie you say will be visibly obvious."
Possible epilogue A large turtle was walking through the now empty neighborhood. He had been humm
Solo falto un detalle en relación a tu dibujo: El Ian que está encerrado le pusiste un grillete en el tobillo derecho. Quiero suponer que Ian #2 se lo puso al momento de ser capturado, como medida precautoria para que no pueda huir.
Solo falto un detalle en relación a tu dibujo: El Ian que está encerrado le pusiste un grillete en e
