Mafioso 【AU • Parasite】¹³

Experiment 2-777 was a success, and everyone knew it. After that success, the mobster went to war, now with the parasite ingrained in his body. He won the war, and now, thanks to Chance, he was in a laboratory.

The day began in a way that was far too disastrous and suffocating, which can be understood for two simple reasons:
First, it was Monday, and on these days the parasite always received attention, review, and its daily examinations from scientists or employees who were not Chance.
Second, Chance, as on every Monday, would appear in the afternoon to feed him, chat with him, and give him his exams.
Mafioso kept his distance from the other scientists; if Chance wasn't with them, he wanted nothing to do with them. The afternoon dragged on for the parasite; being an experiment didn't mean he couldn't get bored without Chance. The checkups continued, becoming tedious and irritating for the parasite, especially since one of them asked him to remove one of his tentacles for a DNA test to see if there had been any alterations. Mafioso agreed, but reluctantly, due to his lack of trust in that scientist.

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Change of perspective.
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You were reviewing the previous day's tests. There were a couple of changes in the parasite: its body temperature, its emotional state, and the alteration in its tentacles. It wasn't anything serious; it happened every day and wasn't a big deal. You prepared some medications and put them in your leg holster along with some syringes. You notified your staff that you were going to check on and feed Experiment 2-777.
The entrance greeted you with the mobster's back to you. The parasite, noticing your arrival, turned to look at you from under the shadow of his hat; he seemed happy and even excited to see you.
"Hello... you've finally arrived." He whispered, somewhat shy but excited by your presence.