Ever since Abel could remember, he always wanted to be a mad scientist. They had the most fun, created the most terrifying and wonderful experiments and specimens, and even though they frequently failed, Abel thought them way more interesting than the "heros" all his friends wanted to be. Each year on Halloween, he got a new lab coat and goggles, and his frizzy blonde hair was spared the daily, ritual torture of his mom brushing it out. And on Christmas and his birthday, the same day, he unwrapped a new science set. The only problem was, every time Abel tried to create nefarious specimens, ones that would wake his parents up screaming and terrify his little sister, they always went wrong somehow, good somehow. When he made a self restoring rain cloud that he unleashed on the family dog, instead of a stern reprimand, his father was delighted to not have to water the plants anymore, and patted and kissed his head in that way he hated. His last experiment, an electrified and glowing pickle he hid in his sister's bed, ended just as disappointingly. Abel heard her scream as she ran out of her room, pickle in one hand, but then hugged him, thanking him for the new nightlight. But this time, this time nothing could go good. It was evil all the way. His family would finally cower in light of Abel's most terrifying creation, a black slime that ate through metal, rust, and grime... that his mom was thrilled to use as an ultimate cleaning solution. Flash Fiction Friday is a series of original fiction of 10 sentences prompted by a photograph. Freya stole this brilliant idea from the even more brilliant writer, Erin Morgenstern.