Cosmo was in his room, working on his new experiment, which was one of his fellow buddies who was knocked out and sprawled out on his bed, completely unaware of what was happening.

Well.. thing is, despite wanting to be a mad scientist, Cosmo didn’t know shit about anatomy. Didn’t know how to make substances. Had absolutely no idea how to dissect a toon. The only thing he knew was how to sew up cuts and wounds, but he usually did that for medical stuff.

Cosmo sat between his friend’s legs. No, not in that way, you horny shithead. He held a dissecting knife in his hand, awkwardly hovering it over the torso.

"Uh… do I… wait, yeah, it’s definitely here! Or… wait. Oh, I should’ve practiced on a doll…"