I was rewatching some of the Secret Saturdays and Generator Rex recently and am now falling in absolute love with the parental figures. I was going to call Dr. Holiday a saint for how she acts when dealing with her coworkers, patient, etcetera, and while I do still want to I now suppose that to be setting the bar too low. She (and Zak’s parents) are responsible caregivers and well rounded adults who just so happen to occasionally kick ass.
The memory was of a small porygon inside a large strange liquid filled tank, it's body was half pink half black, and had wires all over it some which gave it oxygen.
It was drifting in and out of sleep before suddenly being woken up fully and started by a young looking woman her hair blond, a Christmas colored lab coat as he tapped on his tank.
"P-pORY-PORY GON! gon gon pory!" it tried to say but nothing could really be hard, it wasn't excited but it was a least a little more calm seeing this woman instead of everyone else, she seemed to be the nicest out of all scientists.
Rex I know you're sixteen and don't grasp that this is a political matter but I promise you absolutely nothing will change if you go at it with dr. stank hands in the mansion's parking lot.