~!~( THE FIRST CHAPTER IS FILLER, IF ANY OF MY TUMBLR MUTUALS SEE THIS, YOU CAN HELP OUT IF YOU WANT!!!! )~!~
~~! WARNING, this story has in-detail of gore and organ harvesting scenes, if you have a weak stomach or don't take object gore in the slig...
It's the dawn of the next day, Puffball was still sounding asleep in her fluffy, pink pet bed with her soft music playing beside her, only to slowly wake up because of Fries's soft groans as he woke up.
"Morning, Puffball..." Fries groaned, getting up from his bed. "🎶Hey, Fries...🎵" Puffball softly spoke as she floated off from her small bed, her music automatically turning off. Fries then when to Puffball's small drawer, taking out small cosmetic, rainbow gems to stick on her, making her purr and giggle slightly.
They walk into the kitchen, where Golf Ball is trying to cook bacon and eggs. "Oh son of a-. . Bite! Come on!" GB said angrily. "Need some help?" Fries asked. "No! I-.. I got this!" GB responded before ruining the eggs. "*sighs* Yes..." GB stepped aside to let Fries cook.
GB then sat down at the dinning table, waiting for everyone else, that's when Pen exited his room, approaching Golf Ball and Puffball. "I honestly should think you shouldn't trust Tennis Ball." Pen said bluntly.
"🎶What, why?🎵" Puffball questioned. "Just trust me, I may not know what TB's up to, but I will know" Pen responded back. "Uh.. Okay...?" GB spoke in a confusing tone.
TB then came into the kitchen, with bags under his eyes, looking like a slubbingly zombie. He slopped down at the table, leaning back against the chair.
"Hey.. TB... You alright...?" GB said, her voice sounding concerned from seeing his tired face. "*sighs tiredly* I'm... I'm fine..." TB replied, his voice sounded a bit raspy from the sleepless nights. "🎵 You sure? 🎶" Puffball asked.
"I said, I'm fine..!" TB, in a slight harsh tone, responded back. He looked over to Pen, who still has the 'I will know' face, sending slight shivers down TB's back.
After breakfast, TB went down the stairs of the factory once more. Looking down to see two, glowing Freeze Juice in medium-sized syringes.
He leaned against the lab table, staring at the icy-blue, glowing substances. 'I wonder... What if... I could make.. New liquids?. . .' TB thought to himself.
"🎵 Hey TB~! 🎶" Puffball sang behind TB, scaring him into hiding the syringes behind him to face Puffball. "UH-! HEy Puffball!. . . What are you d-doing here...?"
"🎶 I was just wondering~... Maybe I could help you out on some of this? 🎵" Puffball asked. "Oh. Uh.. . . . Yeah, s-sure..." TB accepted. "Could you uh... Get my toolbox, over there?" He pointed over on the left corner of the lab. "🎵 Sure thing! 🎶" Puffball said as she floated over to reach his toolbox.
While being quiet, TB grabbed a crowbar, attempting to knock Puffball out. With a mighty swing.. "🎶AH-! 🎵" Puffball yelped before falling to the concrete ground.
With yet another successful attempt, he dragged Puffball's body by the fur, taking her to the medical room. "She's.. So lightweight.." TB muttered as he flopped Puffball onto the large table. Since she doesn't have any limbs, he strapped her down using the head strap.
As Puffball slowly woke up, her eyes landing on a unfamiliar sight of gross and uncleaned walls and shiny medical tools. "🎵T-. . .Tennis B-bal-? 🎶" Puffball muttered before TB immediately shaved Puffball's fluffy chest using an electric shaver.
"🎶 WH- WHAT ARE YOU-?!🎵" Puffball protested before TB wrapped her mouth shut with cloth. "Shh... It'll be quick..." TB said coldly and quietly, brushing Puffball's fluff out of the way.
He grabbed a small scalpel, cutting a straight line into Puffball's pastel pink skin, making her tear up in pain, her cries muffled from the cloth.
Once TB cut through Puffball's skin and muscle, opening it to show Puffball's shimmering ribcage. He then cut through her bones using a small orthopedic saw, still being careful yet being more reckless than last time.
He hastily moved Puffball's glittered and colorful organs out of the way, reaching his way to her core. Once he pulled it out, he was in awe of the shimmering pink and iridescent shades of her core.
He set Puffball's core on the petri dish on the tray before throwing her dead body into the trash chute.
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Though, Tennis Ball is still going through guilt, he can't help but smirk lightly. His right eye twitched slightly as he exited the room.
"I never knew... This.. Is fun..." TB muttered darkly, chuckling quietly as he leaned against the cold, metal wall to calm himself down before heading outside.
