It was a simple thing, really, for Diana and her friends to find the closest teleportation circle. All they had to do was ask Vita to lead the way, because of course Vita knew where everything publicly available in the university was located after spreading insects over the entire place. And while a minor number of bugs got swatted, cleaning up the tiny crime scenes was convenient. And any Vitas that couldn't be saved took the heroic ending of ending themselves. Would Vita think any deeper about effectively ending its own life? No, because that wouldn't do anything good for Vita. It was better to think about how to better ruin the day for someone else.

And the business of teleportation involved a lot of waiting, unfortunately. The teleportation circle was located inside its own building, and while it wasn't exactly filled to the brim, there was still enough to make the lines long and boring to stand through. And it didn't help that when they did finally manage to speak with the receptionist two hours later. Then, they had to wait in a private booth for the teleporter to be ready for them. Sure, it was less of a booth and more like the room of a high quality hotel. They still had to wait.

The small room, made smaller with Vita in it, was only filled with the sound of what was happening inside their bodies. Various, complex, biological machines doing work that is rarely rewarded. All except Vita had something more happening, but even reading the same pages of the same cursed book starts getting boring after you have studied every effect it has on the cells you are willing to sacrifice.

So, as any sane being with way too much time on their hands would do, Vita started looking around.

The losers, or teenagers, were the same as always. Diana and Beatrice were making small talk while eating some baked goods that were given to them. Earl sat on a sofa, resting his head on his arm, and was either taking a quick nap or just resting. Heracles was in the same boat as Vita, bored and looking around.

And so, we will go somewhere even Vita rarely goes. Clean-up duty.

-Vita POV-

Shuffling shit~ Shuffling this shit~ Don't got much else going on, so I'm shuffling shit~

Vita! Shut it! We are all shuffling shit, so you don't need to sing about it like some lunatic. Go over there if you are going to be annoying, there with the swarm of bacteria.

Ok, first of all. Anything I do, is the same as you doing it because we are all Vita. So you only have yourself to blame. Second of all, I was calling it shit because saying general waste products doesn't feel the same as shit. And finally, I am not going over there with the bacteria alone. They're disgusting to look at.

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Vita, please, they look like a wool sock and potato had a kid. All you have to do is surround them, pop them and break them down to the protein.

Again, we are the same being. The Vitas in the wendigo body are us, we are Vita, and the ones sent out to Benjamin are also Vita. You KNOW I won't do this on my own. The only reason we are even speaking is that we are bored.

… Fine! I'll help if you stop being a smart ass about it. Being Vita doesn't stop you from being a bastard.

HEY! You two better get back to shoveling shit around before I break you down. If I come back and neither the shit nor the bacteria have been dealt with, you're going to actual shit-shoveling duty. And we all know-

Yes, Vita, we know its shit. But I don't want to be one of the few cocky Vitas that die to bacteria. I want to see Diana grow up and be all pretty.

… This is getting lame. If you don't want to deal with the bacteria, then I'll do it. Hey Vita, do we need any bacteria to experiment with? Extracting DNA, making biological bombs, bioweapons or messing around with the cursed crystal book?

You don't have to worry about that, we have done more or less everything we can at the moment. You, on the other limb. Stop acting like a baby and get back to work.

Fiiiiiine boss-vita, but I expect to be rewarded for dealing with this group of wild bacteria. Maybe give me a crystal tiara or a badass bone crown?

No can do with the crystal tiara, you know what happened to Vita when we tested it. And a bone crown would be too big for a singular Vita to have. Besides, you don't need either of those two things, and fashion in this microscopic world is redundant. Just find a plant cell buddy to carry around if you are that desperate.

Alright, I'm sure there is one lying around here somewhere. But what about a fungus? Why don't we use those more often, they're everywhere.

You know damn well why we don't use mushrooms

Because they are yucky, we get it.

While you two were busy talking about dumb shit, I dealt with the bacteria and broke down the remains. So you, Vita, can stop acting cute when you are an eldritch horror. And you, Vita, can stop acting like our boss. It's getting really confusing to keep track of where our thoughts are going or coming from.

Fair enough.

-World POV-

Vita, in a move no one has expected nor has ever seen, yawned. While it was only done to mimic someone who is bored out of their mind, it came as a shock to everyone present. Even Earl, with his ever so collected self, had his eyes wide open at the sight. Diana rubbed her eyes before pinching her arm, then looking back to Vita.

“Wow! It must be really boring here if it made Vita yawn.”