Your POV

I jumped to the side quickly. "Why can't you leave me alone?!" I scream over his insane laughter. "Well, my dear (y/n) I would love to dissect you... And as you can see... You have no choice in the matter. You will get tired sooner or later!" He said and follower with more laughter. I sighed and stopped as I looked at him.

He picked me up and I squirmed in his tight grip. "Now that's a good girl." He said. I gritted my teeth. "Whatever and do what you will." I spat at him. He smirked a d tilted his head. "Whatever you say? My dear, you shouldn't say such things to a Mad Scientist." He said and threw me over his shoulder.

I landed with an oof. I signed and watched his lab coat move as he stepped. This happened a lot more than I think about it. He falls into madness. I fight to get away from him. Yet it always the same, I get dissected. I have at least as many lines of stitches he does.

It never bothered me actually. I've always thought they were cool. I sigh and am harshly placed on the cold metal table. I sigh and look at him as he straps me down. "Aww, why such the long face dearie?" He asked I looked at him with a brow raised. "Why all the pet names?" I asked. He chuckled. "Why can't I call you dear? I've known you for how long now dear?" He asked and I rolled my eyes.

"Don't tell me you don't like it. We both know you do." He said. I blushed and he turned and pressed the familiar cold scalpel to my stomach and pressed drown. I screamed as he moved it along my stomach and I sat up.

I was breathing heavily. I heard the heavy metal door bust open. I turned and signed. "Again with the nightmares?" He asked as he came over. I nodded and stood from my bed. "Do you want me to stay with you?" He asked. I shook my head. "N-no I'm staying up." I said. He nodded and followed me as I walked to the living room. I glanced at his computer screen. "What are you working on?" I asked as I walked over.

He came over and stood by Me. " I was going to conduct a new experiment but you screamed. I stopped working and spilled coffee everywhere." He said ad he chuckled lightly. I looked around the desk as the hot liquid was all over it and the floor. "I'm sorry, Stein." I said as I looked at him. He smiled a bit and patter my head.

"It's quite all right dear." He said and grabbed his cup and shut down the computer. I nodded and grabbed the keyboard. "I'll see what damage you caused your keyboard...again." I said smirking. "I only do it because of you." He said and smirked right back. I shrugged. "You decide to drink coffee at like three in the morning," I said. He roles his green eyes and it was my turn to chuckle.

I went to the kitchen and sat down as I grabbed a butter knife and began to pop off the keys. I started to see the coffee stains little by little as I popped more off. I sighed and when I had all of the buttons off I looked at it.

I cleaned the keyboard and put the keys back on making sure they worked properly and didn't stick even the slightest. I plugged them into my computer and made sure everything checked out. I unplugged it and looked at Stein. I walked to him with it in my hands. "You lucked out...again," I said and plugged it back in.

"I can't say the same for your chair though." I sad and he turned. "Damn." He said. I looked down and there were brown stains all over his chair. I grabbed it and walked outside. He rose a brow and put his newspaper and a new cup of coffee down.

I drug the chair outside and sprayed it with the hose. The stairs came out and I looked at him. "I wouldn't sit on it now," I said and smiled. He nodded and I grabbed his hand. "What are you doing?" He asked and I looked at him. "You are going to bed, Professor," I said

He groaned and I chuckled. "Save the groaning for when you get married," I said. He stopped and looked at me. "What?" I asked. "You know...sometimes I wonder what runs through that brain of yours." He said. i looked at him and froze a bit."Relax...I'm only kidding. I'll see you in a few hours." He said as he walked into his room and closed the door.

I looked at my hand and still felt the warmth he had left behind. I sighed and turned to go into the living room. I should probably get that coffee off his desk and floor and watch TV later. I did and thought about whatever as I had blasted Disturbed and Metallica in my ears. Today is going to be a long day. . .