The following are programs specific to the drone JEKYLL/HYDE. Never use any of these programs on other drones or use these programs constantly. -Marvin

This is the Moment- Adds confidence to Jekyll's musical numbers. Best used before a shift and after using the Show Stoppin' Number program on [Hidgens]. May cause a drastic crash in mood afterward.

Transformation- Changes control of personality to Hyde. Will cause intense emotional trauma and Hyde will emerge with a near-manic emotional state.

Alive- Adds confidence to Hyde's musical numbers. Use scarcely, as overuse of Hyde-specific programs will result in a shift of power.

Confrontation- Changes control of personality to Jekyll. Will physically and emotionally drain both personalities so they will have to rest for 24 hours after using this program.

Oh no. There he sat, shivering and shaking in the guest room, his fur falling out and covering the room in a faint dusting of snow. It was Soprano's own personal choice as the next staff member, and she constantly splurged about the striking tundra with the fondness for hot chocolate, about how he loved to learn, and how his eyes seemed to glitter with kindness too pure for the world. She couldn't seem to get enough of him. And so the skydancer decided to give him a poisoned hot chocolate, and then gently scooped him up and bundled him up in the guest room.

He didn't fare well. The transformation hit him harder than expected, bleaching his carapace past the icy blue of the rest of the staff. Soprano sat with him and sweetly sung lullabies as the poor tundra fell into an uneasy sleep. She gently peeled off his scales and revealed the matching blues of his wings. But something was off about them. A delicate webbing graced his wingtips, barely visible.

The new tundra woke up with too many aches. Soprano was immediately there with cold water and a new uniform, but he shriveled in her presence.
"Where am I?" He wrapped himself in as many blankets as possible. "What happened to me?"
"We... fixed you." Soprano gently adjusted his blankets, "I promise the pain will go away soon."
"You didn't answer my questions."
"I'm sorry, Henry." The skydancer urged him to drink some water. "Can you hear the wavelength?"
"What do you mean?" The tundra winced. "What is that ungodly noise?"
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Please, drink this. You're dehydrated."
"Stop trying to get me to do things, Soprano." Suddenly, the tundra blinked and looked down. "What happened to my fur?"
"I told you. We fixed you up since you got very sick."
"When does 'fixing someone up' constitute turning me into an insect?"
"Oh, for the love of Arita, clearly you didn't drink enough. You're so dehydrated, you've become delirious. Here, put this on and I'll bring you some more hot chocolate." The skydancer patted the clothes on the bedside and then left for a quick moment. She returned a minute later, and he took the poisoned drink with shaky hands and a grateful smile.

Soprano left the room, still in a fever of guilt. She didn't think that a double dose could help, but what other choice was there? She muted the wavelength as best she could as the tundra's yells for release and mercy. Thank Arita all the rooms in the hives are soundproof.

When the screams subsided from the wavelengths and Soprano had steeled herself just enough to open the door, she saw Henry again. He smiled at her, untangling himself from the blankets and stretching a paw out to Soprano.
"May I have this dance, my lady?"
"Uh... Henry?" Soprano went to close the door again, but a frantic motion from the tundra urged her to continue to enter the room.
"I'm not Henry anymore, darling. You've freed me." The tundra bowed. "The hive has given me a new name: Hyde."
"Oh, oh no. I knew a double dose wasn't going to help, I should have just-" The skydancer's words died as the tundra took her hand and danced her around the room.
"I am free from the lousy sap you loved, Soprano. Now, I can live free with you."
"No, no. This isn't what I wanted! I need Henry back." With a sudden snap, she wrested herself away from Hyde. With a quick signal to Lead, Hyde was promptly knocked cold and muted from the wavelength.
"What do I do, what do I-" She stared at the tortured drone, still faintly twitching. "Maybe if I..." She pulled out a small vial of assimilation fluid. Hopefully, a triple dose would save her beloved friend.

Once she had given the drone the draught, he gasped and sat up with a shock.
"What. In. God." The tundra sat panting, slowly touching his fur and carapace again. "Now you need to tell me about what you did to me or I will-" He winced again. "I will-"
"I get it, Henry."
"It's Jekyll now. I suppose it's the only benefit of this obnoxious buzzing."
"Jekyll, then. Since I loved to talk with you so much and you seemed so very sad when you came into the shop, I decided to take a few... risks to make sure you were happy."
"Happy?!" The tundra roared, pain in his newly insectoid eyes. "What in your twisted mind led you to believe that this would make me happy?"
"I just wanted to help you!"
"Well, you could've left me be! I was perfectly fine before, and now I'm..." He softened, "I'm a fiend. You turned me into a monster."
"I can help you, Jekyll. Now, let me lead you to your new room. Also, though we're talking normally now, you'll soon find that singing will be easier understood by all of us."
"Is that why I keep hearing this nagging, singsong voice in my head?"
"No?" Soprano's face darkened. "Oh no. That must be why you're still so normal. That's the part of you that's fully connected to the hive, the part that sings and dances and revels in the act. That's Hyde."
"Well, don't expect me to ever release that-" His eyes widened in shock, then settled into a sadistic grin.
"Jekyll?"
"Wrong, my sweet."
"Oh, sweet Arita grant me mercy. Hyde, let Jekyll go. You were a mistake from my ignorance." She sighed and prepared to signal Lead again.
"I'll give you your crush for now, but don't expect me to keep being so merciful." With a quick flourish, Jekyll returned with a sob.
"Soprano..."
"Yes?"
"Words cannot express how much I hate you at this moment." He puts on the clothing still laying on the bed. "Now please, take me to wherever you were hinting at before."
"Um, yes." Soprano turns away from Jekyll. "It's down here. This is where you'll live from now on. You'll work as a bartender with Hidgens if you didn't get that signal already."
"Yeah, I've got it."
The two descended into the lower bowels of the hive, with Jekyll drinking in the shiny walls of the caverns. Eventually, they stopped on a floor dotted with doorways into various rooms. Soprano pointed to the door in the farthest corner.
"That's your room. Take some time to settle in, alright?"
"I'll take as much time as I need, thanks." He left Soprano alone without so much as a glance in her direction.

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