Breaking Point - A TV Lover's Worst Nightmare

[Zahzi]

"No...I think this is one of my father's many workstations..." Alan replied, looking around as well.
"...Just to be safe, let's not play around with the stuff in the beakers......"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Why?" Abagail asked curiously, already grabbing a full beaker and gently swirling the liquid contents inside.

"What sort of things did your father make?"  

[Zahzi]

"Well..I know he made drugs, both good and bad...But he also liked to experiment with explosive chemicals, too......."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Oh lovely." Abagail grunted immediately, disgruntled. She set the beaker down and looked at Alan.

"So you brought me to your meth lab. How nice."  

[Zahzi]

"No, Dad stayed away from addictive narcotics completely....He just liked things like Nitro-Glycerine..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And what the Hell was he doing with this crap?"  

[Zahzi]

"His excuse was 'home defense'....."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And why not just get a gun? Easier to handle than acid."  

[Zahzi]

"Father was....Essentric.."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Abagail grunted in reply, before she grabbed another beaker. Again, she twirled the contents and watched it curiously. After a while, curiosity got a hold of her, and she tossed the liquid out towards Alan.  

[Zahzi]

Alan's eyes went wide before he jumped out of the way, the table behind him was doused in the liquid, before the chemicals literally ate through the wood.
"The hell is WRONG with you!?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"REVENGE!" Abagail answered in a dramatic tone, throwing another beaker at Alan.  

[Zahzi]

As Alan jumped out of the way of this one, the next table caught on fire.
"OH COME ON!!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"REEEVEEENGEE!!" Abagail cried louder as two more beakers were thrown at Alan at the same time.  

[Zahzi]

Alan dropped down to the ground as the two beakers hit each other, causing a small explosion.
"I WAS TRYING TO BE NICE AND THIS IS WHAT I GET!?"