Containment

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(THE PRESENT)

(THIRD PERSON POV)

(THE CONTAINMENT CELL....)

While Astro slept in his cozy moon bed, the other four mains slept on mattresses on the floor in the large containment cell.

Pebble whimpered, pawing at his face. Shelly sighed, sitting up and petting his head gently. "I know, buddy, I'm upset, too....." Vee was shaking in her corner, glitching static erupting from the right side of her face.

"1-1 d0n't g3t wh7 D-D4ndy c0uldn't f1x m3 4ll th3 w4y..." she muttered, her broken mic twitching.

Sprout remained silent, staring at the stupid little water bowl he was given. In his reflection, he saw someone he didn't think would be his reflection.

"Sprout? You okay?" Shelly called out, tilting her head.

He sighed, looking up. "Just tired... what do you think will happen to us...?" He looked a bit worried. Shelly smiled sympathetically.

"I'm sure no matter what, we'll all be okay! This must just be a joke, right? Astro would never really hurt us!" Pebble growled softly. They all knew what he was thinking.

If Astro never intended to harm them, why had he forced Vee to drink the ichor? She didn't have any memory of it, yet it seemed like she did.

Vee rocked back and forth, the static glitching sounds humming from her. Maybe it was because of the ichor in her system still? Nothing was wrong with her system other than that, so that must be it.

Shelly looked around at the group with newfound determination. "Come on guys, lighten up! We can't give up that easily! We can just ask about what's going on next time Astro comes by! What's the worst that could happen?"

Through the one-sided viewing window, Dandy sat watching them, occasionally throwing a pistachio into his mouth.

Boy, was this entertaining to him.

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