Thaddeus Venture was a short balding impatient man in a white lab coat. His lab assistants consisted of a robot that looked like a Star Wars reject, and a big man who looked more like a professional wrestler.
"What they're not naked? How am I supposed to examine them!" shouted the doctor upon entering the exam room and seeing the triplets.
His assistants moved quickly to remedy the situation. Metal scissor hands snipped as strong muscled hands grabbed and ripped. In less than 30 seconds, the boys were standing naked as Doctor Venture probed and prodded them.
He finally produced a black marking pen, and announced, "Yes, these will do perfectly!" He paused and looked at the three boys carefully, "You all signed the releases, and completed the paperwork?"
"Yes, sir," nodded Jim glancing at the table with three stacks of paper on it.
Venture grinned, and printed a big black number 1 on Jim's chest. He went to John who was standing on James' right, and marked a 2 on his chest. Finally, Justin on the left received a number 3.
"Alright, boys, number 2 go with my robot helper, and number 3 go with Brock, and I'll take care of the talkative one myself," he said reaching for a syringe. "Well, get going, you know what to do Helper, Brock."
"Yes, Doctor Venture," Brock replied grabbing Justin by the elbow and leading him away, "C'mon, kid."
Helper simply said, "Beep, beep."