Hell gnome!

"I... I'm sorry." Marigold shook her head. "I can't."

"Ah, darn," Fizz sighed. "Here I was, all ready to try out that new grav-pulsor actuator with nullifying modulation..."

Marigold had no idea what any of that meant, but she felt like whatever it was, she should stay far away from it. She stood up and got ready to leave.

"Wait!" Fizz said, sticking out his tiny arm to stop her. "At least let me give you something to cheer you up. Maybe change your outlook on things?"

"I-is this... the grav... thingy?" Marigold asked nervously.

"No, though I wish it was," Fizz grumbled. "No, this is all mostly one hundred percent safe."

"...Mostly?"

"Don't get lost in the details," Fizz said. He pulled out a cardboard box and plopped it on his workbench. "Come on, let's make it fun! Pick whatever strikes your fancy. Well, as long as it's not the tellocator. That thing's a real pain in the patootie to calibrate."

Marigold bit her lip and stared into the box. There was a whole bunch of weird gadgets: a pair of white glasses with dials and red lights on the rims, a shiny shimmering watch, a metal discus-frisbee-thing, and a water bottle filled with glowing green liquid.