The Submerged Factory

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"Everyone, he's awake!"

Mr. Dance was laying down on the sofa. All he could hear was mumbling voices.

'What happened?'

Everything was still blurry for him. He heard footsteps coming closer to the sofa.

"Dance?"

"Mama Squid?" Mr. Dance recognized that voice. He sat down and stared at her.

"Are you ok? Do you want a drink?" Mama Squid sat by Mr. Dance.

"Sure." Mr. Dance retrieved a glass. He couldn't care less to ask the flavor of the drink and immediately drank it. Then...

"Argh! So sour!" Mr. Dance spitted it out. He took a look at the glass. It was... Lemon juice!

"I thought you wanted all of us to drink lemon juice."

Mr. Dance couldn't believe his own eyes. He slowly walked up to him.

"Squid? Are you actually here?" Mr. Dance wanted to make sure he wasn't imagining things.

Squid popped up his claw hands from Dronelly and patted Mr. Dance's head gently.

"Yes, I'm here." Squid smiled.

Mr. Dance couldn't contain his excitement. He jumped up and hugged Squid. More like he was hugging Dronelly since Squid had no actual body, but it still counted.

"I know we met up last month, but it felt like a whole year." Mr. Dance hugged Squid tightly.

Squid nodded. "I know right? Maybe I should schedule a meeting with all of you at some point."

"Yeah, can we party now? Mr. Dance is awake now, just like you wanted," asked Joe. He was that one little impatient gremlin.

Mr. Dance let go of Squid."Wait, all the decorations were destroyed. There is no.."

"Don't worry about that, Mr. Dance." Bartender cut him off. He used his right hand to close Mr. Dance's mouth. "Thanks to our beloved Mama Squid, we repaired most of the decorations!"

"Oh, you two." Mr. Dance held both of Bartender's arms. "Thank... Thank you. I genuinely had no idea what to feel about this."

"You're welcome." Mama Squid touched Mr. Dance's shoulder. "Let's have fun now, shall we?"

"Yeah!!!" Mr. Dance grabbed Squid's claws and ran to the other side of the bar's counter. Squid had no other choices but to follow him.

For the first time in months,
Mr. Dance and Squid had a genuine conversation. Back then, after the factory was finished, both of them rarely talked. Now, they took their time together and caught up on what had been happening to them.

Joe and Helpy hung out and played with the balloons. They seemed to enjoy it a lot.

All the members of the factory were here.

Bartender and Mama Squid sat by each other on the sofa.

"Mission accomplished! Cheers!" Bartender tapped his glass at Mama Squid's glass.