Mad Genius At Work (Open)
Anya was in the kitchen, not cooking (that was important), sitting at the table. She had come in for a drink, but a shock of static electricity had inspired her. She grabbed parts and tools and sat down at the table and started working. Many hours and a night of missed sleep, she held a small device in her hand. It was in the shape of a gun, but it wasn't your typical gun.

Normally she wasn't the inventing type like her dad, but inspiration had struck.

Now she had one problem. She needed to test the thing. She looked around.

Not the coffeemaker. It was the one appliance Anya could touch and not have it explode into flames. The stove. Her arch nemesis. The thing was begging to be destroyed.

Anya squeezed the trigger and an arc of electricity shot out from the small weapon. The stove was engulfed in white-blue electricity. Wicked. It worked. Unfortunately the stove didn't catch fire or blow up, but the weapon worked. It was a non-lethal way to take out people.

Now she just had to test it on a person.