It looked just as blown to smithereens as he left it.
Finally, he made it to the long driveway leading up to the mansion. He hate to say it, but if it was a dark and stormy night, it might have actually sparked more recognition. Some things looked familiar, but others really didn't. “Or spare parts.” He smiled at his own genius and grabbed up a duffle bag and the keys to his van before he was on his way.Īs much as this place haunted his nightmares, it sure was harder than he expected to get back to it. His head snapped up as he got a horrible wonderful idea. He still had nightmares about that place.
You can't use gum to fix everything.” With that thought he remembered the mansion and his misadventure there. You couldn't put together a light switch with the parts you have. He leaned against his desk and ran a hand through his auburn hair. It took a few seconds before the dollar signs behind his eyes stopped spinning and he realised he was screwed. So of course he calmly and logically explained to the guy that it would be absolutely no problem, to come by next week, and then hung up the phone. Only problem was that was going to take a lot of parts Lance didn't have. Apparently, this guys father had tons of old computers and mechanical systems in his basement and he wanted to restore them for sentimental reasons. Sometimes he thinks he should have stuck with his old job, but when he looked back on it and realised the Doctor Scratch and Sniff wasn't the worst house call he ever had to make, he decided a few more dinners of ramen noodles was worth it. He specialized in retro equipment whitch, while people would pay you more to fix, it also cost more to fix. He had quit his old job a while ago and had tried to make it on his own, but was quickly running out of both computer parts and money to buy said parts. Really, Lance had not ever planned on coming back to Doctor Brain Heads semi-exploded mansion, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
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