[Kenny flushed at the question because it just made clear that he was totally not handling the whole dissection thing well even if Eugene was technically doing the work.]
Yeah. Totally fine. Just feel like breakfast might want to say hello. [He joked, but there was no way he was going to let himself throw up. He was already a laughing stock even if he ran out of the room to do it he'd never live it down.]
[For a joke, the words sounded pretty damn sincere. Eugene continued to watch him for a moment longer, the concerned furrow between his brows deepening, before he decided he was best off just continuing his work. He didn't want to make anyone sick, but if his new partner wouldn't pull himself off the dissection, what could Eugene do?]
If you say so. [The middle incision was complete, so now it was time to cut across the top of the frog's belly, pulling back the two inside corners and pinning them down to create a window through which they could see the frog's organs. One more cut across the bottom, with those two inside corners pinned, and they'd be ready to label.]
[Kenny bit down on his lip as he peeked again at what Eugene was doing it. The worst part he decided was the way the frog was pinned open and he felt sorry for the frog even though it was already dead, obviously.]
Do they kill them or wait for them to die naturally? [Not the best subject to distract himself from nausea.]
... sure you wanna be thinkin' about that right now?
[It definitely wasn't the best subject, and Eugene wasn't going to be the one responsible for making Kenny emotional as well as ill. He seemed like a very good person, open and friendly in a way Eugene didn't experience very often, but he was also all the wrong kinds of sensitive for this work.
Chewing on his lip with concentration, he carefully made the final cut, which was the most difficult to keep straight since the skin wasn't pulled as taut. Yet again, though, it came out almost immaculate, and he grinned to himself as he pinned the last two corners.]
I know you probably don't wanna look, but we could get a diagram of this on the exam. [To his credit, Eugene really did sound apologetic.]
[Kenny exhaled at that response which made him worry that they did indeed kill the frogs. Poor frogs... Everything about this was really sucking and he couldn't even appreciate the fact that he had a very cute, very smart lap partner with an interesting accent that on any other day would have made him sigh dreamily.]
Ugh... [Kenny groaned and tilted his head to peer at the, in his mind, murdered and now poor mutilated frog]
I can't. [He swallowed hard because the sight definitely made the nausea much worse.]
[That groan, which sounded like it had come right from the base of Kenny's throat, made Eugene look up from his handiwork nervously. Sure enough, Kenny now appeared to be doing worse, so much that Eugene was no longer sure if just taking him off the dissection would be enough.]
You need to see the nurse, Kenny? [This time, Eugene's voice was quiet enough to keep it just between them, his expression kindly concerned.] Ain't as bad as bein' sick in class, right?
[Kenny was staring down at the table and he flushed a bit at the question because no matter how you slice it everyone was going to know what was going on if he left. But was that worse than if he threw up in the middle of the classroom.]
Everyone will know. [He exhaled, trying to will the nausea away. It's not like he was cool to begin with but there was going to be a whole new thing to be teased about.]
There ain't no shame in this. It's just 'cause you're kind-hearted.
[That... was viewed as a point of shame with teenage boys, though, Eugene couldn't deny it. Still, he couldn't see that it would be at all wise to keep Kenny in a room where he'd be huffing formaldehyde and seeing carved up frogs everywhere he turned until the hour ended.]
If you're worried 'bout people talkin'... you can say it were somethin' else and I'll back you up. You don't look good, you gotta get outta these fumes and clear your head.
[Kenny couldn't rightly think of a good argument against what Eugene was saying because clearly he wasn't going to be able to stomach this. He bit down on his lip as he glanced at the teacher and then the door.]
My life is seriously the worst. [He exhaled, not even minding that it was far over dramatic.] I'll go to the nurse.
You'll survive, Kenny. [Eugene grinned and gave Kenny's shoulder a single, comforting pat before leading the way up to the teacher's desk. After a quick whispered conversation between them - because he least Eugene could do was ask her privately rather than shouting across the entire classroom - he nodded to Kenny to follow him from the classroom as well.]
[Kenny sighed because he wasn't quite as sure of his survival as Roe seemed to be. But he followed him all the same, trying to look nonchalant but as soon as the left the classroom he took a deep breath.]
I think the doctor thing my dad wants me to do is definitely not going to work.
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lol vivisections, kenny would die
Date: 2016-10-10 02:51 pm (UTC)Yeah. Totally fine. Just feel like breakfast might want to say hello. [He joked, but there was no way he was going to let himself throw up. He was already a laughing stock even if he ran out of the room to do it he'd never live it down.]
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Date: 2016-10-10 03:13 pm (UTC)If you say so. [The middle incision was complete, so now it was time to cut across the top of the frog's belly, pulling back the two inside corners and pinning them down to create a window through which they could see the frog's organs. One more cut across the bottom, with those two inside corners pinned, and they'd be ready to label.]
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Date: 2016-10-11 01:16 am (UTC)Do they kill them or wait for them to die naturally? [Not the best subject to distract himself from nausea.]
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Date: 2016-10-11 06:44 pm (UTC)[It definitely wasn't the best subject, and Eugene wasn't going to be the one responsible for making Kenny emotional as well as ill. He seemed like a very good person, open and friendly in a way Eugene didn't experience very often, but he was also all the wrong kinds of sensitive for this work.
Chewing on his lip with concentration, he carefully made the final cut, which was the most difficult to keep straight since the skin wasn't pulled as taut. Yet again, though, it came out almost immaculate, and he grinned to himself as he pinned the last two corners.]
I know you probably don't wanna look, but we could get a diagram of this on the exam. [To his credit, Eugene really did sound apologetic.]
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Date: 2016-10-12 03:35 am (UTC)Ugh... [Kenny groaned and tilted his head to peer at the, in his mind, murdered and now poor mutilated frog]
I can't. [He swallowed hard because the sight definitely made the nausea much worse.]
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Date: 2016-10-12 03:43 am (UTC)You need to see the nurse, Kenny? [This time, Eugene's voice was quiet enough to keep it just between them, his expression kindly concerned.] Ain't as bad as bein' sick in class, right?
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Date: 2016-10-12 03:52 am (UTC)Everyone will know. [He exhaled, trying to will the nausea away. It's not like he was cool to begin with but there was going to be a whole new thing to be teased about.]
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Date: 2016-10-12 04:06 am (UTC)[That... was viewed as a point of shame with teenage boys, though, Eugene couldn't deny it. Still, he couldn't see that it would be at all wise to keep Kenny in a room where he'd be huffing formaldehyde and seeing carved up frogs everywhere he turned until the hour ended.]
If you're worried 'bout people talkin'... you can say it were somethin' else and I'll back you up. You don't look good, you gotta get outta these fumes and clear your head.
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Date: 2016-10-12 04:10 am (UTC)My life is seriously the worst. [He exhaled, not even minding that it was far over dramatic.] I'll go to the nurse.
[And the shame would never end.]
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Date: 2016-10-16 11:47 pm (UTC)Probably just need some fresh air, s'all.
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Date: 2016-10-17 03:28 am (UTC)I think the doctor thing my dad wants me to do is definitely not going to work.