Henry made up his mind. The first suit was going to be that of Ms. Burrieza.
Giving one last look around the hallway to make sure no one saw him, he tip toed into the empty teacher's lounge. He reached up for the handbag and quickly sorted through it looking for anything he could use for a hair sample. Pay dirt.
He found a purple comb littered with long black hairs, Henry chuckled at his luck. He wouldn't have time to pick out an individual hair though, if someone saw him in here going through a handbag without reason he'd be in trouble. So he just put the bag right where he had found it and jammed the comb into his pocket, heading home to try the recipe. But not before he spied Ms. Burrieza on the way out. He subtly suggested for her to check for her missing handbag by looking at high places.
~
Getting through all his homework so he'd have time enough to mix the proper chemicals before dinner was probably the hardest thing Henry had done all year in an academic sense. Not that he was a bad student or anything, but usually he had better things to do and today was no exception.
The second he finished his last math problem he slammed his notebook shut and pulled out the printed list of materials he had been keeping in his pocket.
A lot of the chemicals had unusual names that he had never heard of, but a quick search on the internet cleared up everything. Everything on the list could indeed be found in his house, he knew exactly where to look.
"Let's get started then."
After an hour of searching the house, being careful to not seem suspicious, he assembled all the materials as well as the purple comb and locked himself in his room's private water closet. As was instructed on the page, he turned on the bath water to body temperature. Once it was full he carefully measured and added the different ingredients in.
"A quart of yeast...three grams of salts...Finished!"
Henry had to admit that he was a little surprised by the outcome. The entire mixture seemed unsettling like liquid human flesh, it had a thick texture that seemed to ooze rather than bubble. Even it's color was a sandy peach.
"I guess all that's left is to add the hair in..." he mumbled to himself as he fiddled with the comb.
He plucked the longest black hair he could find and dropped it into the mixture. It fizzled on contact and started bubbling madly. Henry jumped back a bit, afraid he had caused some sort of chemical reaction.
The violent liquid settled down though, simmering like a witches' cauldron. The stink of the mess though was unbearable, he had to be sure to remember to shut the bathroom door so that no one in the house could smell this. Checking his watch, he read the time.
"Four forty eight...So that means this thing will be ready early tomorrow morning...Guess I'll have to use mom and dad's bathroom to shower tonight."
There was nothing left to do according to the instructions except wait. So Henry left and headed down for a snack before dinner. All this mad scientist stuff had worked up an appetite in him.
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