CHIRAL: SIDE Y

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>Oats Carnation Ph.D.

Name: Nick Knack

You recall his name at last, after a few words float by your head, which is admittedly in the clouds right now.

That's Oats Carnation, Ph.D., master of all the knick-knacks.


Wow you actually got it. He gives you the customary THUMBS UP even though he can't see you through the door. It's just what you do.

Of course, on Derse there are no COLLEGES, so his PhD was sourced from another friend. Still, Oats certainly earned it. He was so goddamn good with those knick-knacks that the government gave him an incredibly menial job tracking down things that accountants and other various work-types had lost.

Amidst his extremely grueling hours crawling under desks and maneuvering Dersite rooftops to search for erasers and pencils, it's said that he managed to build contraption after contraption out of those little knick-knacks.

You already know all that, so you aren't sure why you went through it all in your head again, but you wanted to be sure you were in the clear before saying his name out loud. Getting names wrong is a bad move.


"...Oats!!"

"Yes," he starts, "I know the one about the bees and vinegar and blooming and boilers, um. I guess it just sounds really bad, and I-I know this is a big bomb shell that we got dropped on us, but--"

You don't really wanna hear it. You kick the block you're sitting on, again, and state as firmly as you can muster, "Oats, please just give me some time to myself."

Oats lets out a weak sigh, says, "Okay," and slinks off audibly.

Back to peace and quiet and maybe screaming.