Having a blast

Test #2

Since Yousuke was okay, he wanted to continue with the test. Melissa thought he still needed to rest for a bit, but the boy was stubborn like that.

As such they'd begun the second test, which was initially supposed to check Yousuke range with the ball from different parts of his body. But after the first tests, and all that entailed, Melissa thought it'd be better to test both range and Yousuke's control over the spheres.

As is stood, Yousuke could redirect the balls mid-air, so what Melissa wanted to find out was how much could Yousuke keep the balls in the air, how many could he control at the same time and how fine was his control over the balls.

Yousuke felt grateful to Melissa for having drones that he could shoot at, because that definitely made the testing process faster than just shooting in the air.

The results they ended up with were as following:

For the time part, Yousuke could keep as many balls in the air as he wanted, as long as he wanted. He could also put a kind of timer on the balls and make them do whatever after a certain amount of time.

He could move about 20 nail-sized balls, his usual size, at the same time, though that number has been going as they went through the experiments, that number has slowly increased as they went through more tests, getting to around 23 by the time they finished. This meant he could use 23 balls, but only simple directions, like making them go in straight lines or after a target.

Yousuke could direct with fine control one ball, while struggling to do the same kind of stuff with two balls.

With that test done, the two moved onto the 3rd and most interesting test so far, trying out the balls' different effects.

Test #3

Since it was previously established that Yousuke can will the balls to do different things, so the teen tried different effects to see what could and couldn't be done.

The balls could blow up, pierce through and somewhat manipulate what the were in contact with. Yousuke could already think of several ways to use those abilities, especially since the balls could also make others do very simple things, like moving a limb this way or that, coupled with the fact that they numbed the zone where they were applied, and Yousuke was chuckling and rubbing his hands like a cartoon villain in mere moments from the thought alone.

"Why are you laughing?" asked Melissa, poor, innocent Melissa.

The boy looked at her for a brief moment before rushing towards her. The girl didn't have quite enough time to bring up her hands or anything, and so she was stuck. The 169cm girl (5' 6 1/2" in freedom units) couldn't get away from the 185cm boy (6' 1" in freedom units) as he took her in his arms and spun her around.

"Eep!" she exclaimed.

"Oh, you genius little girl, you!" said Yousuke, still spinning her around.

Meanwhile, just outside the lab, David Shield headed to his daughter's lab to check on her and Yousuke. He had heard on multiple occasions and from different sources about the boy's results at all sorts of competitions. The news didn't often broadcast news about doctors in this day and age, since heroes are a thing, and even rarer news about doctors-to-be, but it happens, especially with someone so talented. If he was so serious about his studies, he couldn't be frivolous enough to get distracted in this project.

He trusted the boy and his dear Melissa to be purely professional in their little project, but he was also curious himself about what they were working on. Melissa didn't detail what they'd be doing, only mentioning that it'd probably take some time and that she'd need the lab to herself. Which was okay with him, he was all for letting his little genius girl be free to work on whatever she wanted.

Only to freeze when he got near the door and he heard the sounds of clothes rustling. He quickly touched the door's keypad, which was in the wall next to it, to deactivate the door's automatic opening. The man placed himself against the door, thanking that Melissa hadn't sound-proofed her whole lab yet.

"Eep!" he could hear, and he could definitely recognize his daughter's voice, even if she doesn't get this startled that often.

'What could she be eep-ing for?' wondered David.

"Oh," he heard another voice exclaim, David could guess it was Yousuke. "you little genius girl, you!"

'That's what I call her too...' thought the man, lamely.

"Ah," he heard his daughter 'moan'. "W-Wait! Slow down, please! I'm getting dizzy!"

'God, he's that good?' thought David, feeling somewhere between amazement and a strange sadness, as if he was robbed by something.

"No can do! I'm not stopping till you can't walk anymore!" he could hear Yousuke reply.

David almost nodded to himself before stopping, briefly remembering his time in college, before he met Melissa's mother, when the ladies nicknamed him God's Fingers, because of his quirk. He shook his head. It wasn't time to think about the good old days.

After several minutes of Melissa's occasional 'ah's and 'oh's and the very rare grunt coming from Yousuke, the only thing that David could think of was: 'Oh, I hope they used protection.'

Finally, he heard a low 'thump', most likely Yousuke putting Melissa on a table or something. Two heaving sounds were coming from the room, so the two were both breathing hard. David could heard Yousuke speak up.

"So, what do you think?" he asked.

"Ahm, well... it was, fun... next time do it slower, okay?" Melissa replied.

"I can't promise that." said Yousuke.

"Hmph." Melissa huffed, going out of the lab.

By that time, David had already made himself scarce, resetting the door back to default settings.