[Beaker had just been planning on a nice, peaceful day in which he could actually accomplish some personal research. Working for Bill has him investing most of his time in Bill's research, which is...frankly, questionable at best. Beaker has been scanning the lower shelves for a book on mechanics when--]
MEEP?!
[If it weren't for the fact that his head was reinforced with corrugated cardboard and, like, an actual hand, the book would've probably smashed right through his skull. Rubbing the side of his head, Beaker stoops down to pick up the book. He squints at the title, then up at the empty spot between the books.]
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MEEP?!
[If it weren't for the fact that his head was reinforced with corrugated cardboard and, like, an actual hand, the book would've probably smashed right through his skull. Rubbing the side of his head, Beaker stoops down to pick up the book. He squints at the title, then up at the empty spot between the books.]