Genetic Love

"Up and at 'em, lads!" I exclaim loudly as I go into the Experiment-Keeping room and flip on the light switch.
The sun is still streaming through the windows, light reflecting on the bars of their cells. It's not enough light to actually see a lot, but it's enough to make the boy's eyes open merely an inch.


I hear mumbles and groans from the one and only One Direction fill my ears.
"What time is it?" Niall mumbles.
I check my watch, scanning the time before my eyes found the exact.

"6 AM," I reply brightly. Well, not THAT brightly. I'm tired too, but scientists have to be up!
"Just a l'il bit more.." Louis yawns. I adjusted my glasses before I realized he wasn't joking.

C'mon, Lou.. you always get up at 6..

"No can do, Tomlinson. Get up, our little experiments," I sing song.
"Girls, get in!" I yell behind me.

First Kayla, Acacia, then Megan and Sarah come in.
They're my absolute best friends, and fellow scientists.


"Get your asses up!" Sarah clears her throat.
Well, that's typical Sarah..

They all get up in their cages miserably.
Before you tell us "Aww you're treating humans so miserably," Let me tell you something about One Direction.
Sure, they're humans.
They live, they breathe.

But they could become better. Their fans would love them even more. I swear, this is a favor to them!

"What are we starting with?" I ask Acacia as she hands me my clipboard.
"I have to take off Niall's gills. Park, you're signed up to dissect something in Louis. Megan's gotta take out the lenses that make Harry's eyes blue.. hmm, let me see - OH! Sarah and Kayla are paired to fix something in Zayn and Liam."

Yes, you heard her correctly. Surgery on humans.
Add on to the negatives.

I twist the nob for the door where Louis was escorted to stay. His eyes are barely opened.. oh god, HE IS SHIRTLESS.

"So, Louis," I clasp my hands together.
"Time to start taking out some of your nerves!"
"Wha?" He murmurs and I walk over.

"We're taking out some of your extra nerves. It's a long, complicated process. Don't bother to ask," I snap as I rummage to find my tools.

"Can I sleep?"
"Do you want to be tortured?"
"No."
"Then you can't sleep," I reply.

"Just.. get it over with," He mutters.

"That's the spirit," I say brightly but brokenly.

I mean, I listed the positives about fixing One Direction up..

One negative is we feel horrible..
But feeling horrible doesn't stop us from working..

Notes

Hope you guys enjoyed this first chapter!!

~Park