...an experiment." She continued on even as she disappeared into the laboratory wing, "unfortunately for Ms. Brooke this will prove one aspect of her theory incorrect," her voice had grown very faint and now as she returns both it and the click-clack of her heels grow louder. "You see the escalation, to which Ms. Brooke was referring to is observable, even when males are rendered completely," she enters the class with a cage of three-inch men swaying from one hand, "powerless."
She slammed the container upon the table, knocking all its occupants off their feet and onto the steel mesh that served as their floor. They stood up cowering at the classroom of young Goddesses, but their Mistress soon draws their attention back to her with a rap of her knuckles against the wires. "These three specimens: 53, 79, and 121 come from different cages where they are each the alpha of their respective "pack". Now watch and see what happens." She tilts the cage just enough to knock one of the men into the other; a fight instantly breaks out eventually embroiling all three. On their scale, the puny pugilists are adorable at best and morbidly funny at worst. Most of the class, Amy included, were in hysterics in seconds. A jab from Dr. Prynn's sharp brown gaze serves to shocks them into being quiet. Then while they sit in watchful silence, she introduces a "variable" to the experiment.
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