I don't own Pinky and the Brain. I only own my Ocs.
Welcome to my life, another day of sitting in a hole in the wall,(seriously, I live in a hole in the wall, right behind the fridge) waiting for the scientists to close up shop for the night. It's not so bad living in a lab now that they can no longer experiment on me since that little incident.
Allow me to start from the beginning. My name is Alyssa,(no last name) I'm 21, have very dark blonde hair, formerly 5'6 ½ and I have wings growing on my back. No, I'm not a fairy, though now I can probably warrant being called one now. You see I grew up an orphan. Up until 3 years ago I lived all my life in a so-so orphanage till my 18th birthday before getting kicked out. I spent the next couple of weeks trying to find a job and a place to stay.
One day I was walking through the park, after another failed interview ( apparently It's against company policy to hire anyone who doesn't have a place to stay as well as making it difficult to hire someone with only a GED). When I bumped into this older guy who looked like he was in a rush, or rather he ran into me along with a box of test tubes and a stack of papers just piled rather precariously on top of them. The next thing I knew we were both flat on our backs and I had ended getting covered with various gels and chemicals that made me rather worried but I got up anyways to check on the guy ,who I think was somewhere in his late 50's. Once we were both up he started a rant of apologies that I assured him was quite alright. When he finally saw that he got his chemical concoction all over me he literally dragged me off to the lab he worked at about a block or so away. The place was called ACME Laboratory.
Well anyways as soon as we got there he got a hold of the secretary, the name on the plaque was Ms. Alena Dees. He hurriedly got her to escort me to the labs showers while he went to drop off his stuff. And during all this I was too stunned to really say anything due to all the haste. On the way to the showers Ms. Dees was chatting away like a tour guide about the various things they did behind some of the doors we were passing up.
One of the doors had a glass window that I only got a glimpse through, but it looked they were having a rather large-headed mouse run through a maze. All the sudden I found myself being pushed through a door toward some shower stalls. I'm not going into detail about what happened, but suffice it to say apparently Mr. Harper, the name of the man I ran into earlier, had sent a (thankfully) female co-worker, also a scientist, to help safely remove the stuff on me while Ms. Dees took my clothes to get them cleaned.
Later on while talking to Alena and Dr. Jones (female scientist) I let slip that I was currently homeless which led to my looking for a job. They said that they were looking for volunteers for their experiments who would be getting paid for there trouble, they would also get to live on the premises for observation. In my desperation I accepted, little did I know I was in for a one crazy lifelong adventure.
Finally, my first chapter of my first fanfic. Please review and tell me what you think. If you have any constructive criticism I'll be happy to hear it. Please no flames.