"Alright," Mr. McCarthy said. "Pour the first substance into his second one. Slowly. If you do it too quickly, it can result in disaster. Wait for three minutes, then record your results."

Since the first beaker was in front of me, I picked it and and lifted it above the second beaker. Right as I tipped it, Seb decided to poke my side, causing me to jump and almost drop the beaker. "Seb!"

"What?" he asked innocently. "I didn't do anything."

I sighed and shook my head before I slowly tipped the beaker again, the substance slowly pouring out.

Suddenly, Seb, who was standing behind me, rested his chin on...