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Tachyon was fiddling around with papers, test tubes, and pipettes, both of the latter instruments being filled with varying amounts of liquid with diverse colors and odors, she was mumbling something about "changing what people and what gender the Umamusume are attracted to...". Typical Tachyon and her odd experiments.
A very expensive asset for her experiment crossed the door threshold and into her room. It was Jungle Pocket. After all, all the rooms at Tracen Academy are shared, whether you want it or not. Her rival, test subject, and nothing else. nothing. else.
As soon as that happened, Tachyon's eyes widened and a wide, even uncanny grin formed in her face.
> "Hey Poke! Can you come over here really quick?"
> "Oh my GOD what do you want NOW??"
> "Hehe, don't worry! I promise this won't turn you into a mutant werehorsewolf this time."
> "What awful mixture do you want me to gulp down now?"
> "This is my magnum opus." Tachyon said while pointing to a test tube with liquid in it. "It should make you entirely change who you're attracted to. No matter gender or attributes or anything."
> "That's dumb. I'm made for SPEED! Not that stupid love thing."
> "But you're my only tester!" Tachyon said with pleading eyes.
> "Fine. Only because I'm pitying you for that face."
Tachyon grinned and rubbed her hands, like a housefly.
> "Alright. Take this and just chug it down. Try your best to ignore the taste."
Jungle Pocket nodded, and counted down from 5.
> "Five... Four.." *gulp* The liquid went down smoothly down her throat, and she exhaled loudly after swallowing.
> "Now think really hard about someone."
Jungle Pocket nodded, closed her eyes and started furrowing her brows. But we'll never know who she thought about.
> "Alright. I thought about someone. Now what?"
> "Now you'd supposedly have irreversible feelings towards them."
> "And...? Like I said, I'm just made for spee-MPH-"
Jungle Pocket's dumb phrase was cut off by Tachyon kissing her.
> "Do you feel any sort of deep feeling? Butterflies? Anything?" Tachyon said while she was already grabbing some papers and scribbling on them.
> "THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!?"
> "I already told you, it was for my experiment. Now tell me, did you feel any butterflies? Flustering?"
> "NO, NO NO NO. HOW CAN YOU KISS ME AND IGNORE IT LIKE IF IT WAS NOTHING?!" Jungle Pocket said, getting frustrated at how unfazed Tachyon seemed to be.
> "Because it's my experiment. All I care about now is the data." Tachyon said, shrugging it off.
> "WELL TAKE THIS GOD DAMN DATA!" Jungle Pocket said as she got closer and closer to Tachyon, putting her hands on Tachyon's shoulders and pulling her closer, culminating the action in a heated, anger filled kiss.
> "Mmh.. So... Does this mean you thought about me for my experiment? How cute of you, pokke~" Tachyon said, with an ear piercing soft ring that killed Jungle Pocket.
> "YES. YES I DID. I'VE ALWAYS THOUGHT ABOUT YOU AS MORE THAN A RIVAL! AND I HATE HOW UNFAZED YOU LOOKED WHEN YOU KISSED ME FOR YOUR DUMB EXPERIMENT BECAUSE I LOVE YOU TACHYON." Jungle Pocket hollered.
> "Ah.. Then that would invalidate all of the data I've been able to collect from this..." She said, with a sad tone to her voice, like a child acting sad when they ask you for something and you deny them that thing.
> "Still.. I have thought about you that same way, pokke... I love you too..." She stuttered, the words barely coming out of her mouth in a soft whisper. She came closer to Jungle Pocket, and gave her one chaste kiss. After that, Jungle Pocket went nuts, started running around, almost breaking several test tubes and stuff lying around in Tachyon's room, babbling about how she just caught romantic feelings for her rival because of a dumb liquid, and other Jungle Pocket-like things to say.