Slime Rancher: Attack of The Rads!

Act 4: I'm Coming Home

Tossing and turning in her bead, Mochi would soon realize that her phone never correctly set her alarm last night. Instead of setting it to wake her up at the crack of dawn of 6:00 AM, it was going to "wake her up" at 6:00 PM. She had already slept to the grand time of 12:28 PM, and the only saving grace to this problem was the Star Mail notification noise from here computer. It was loud, as she was listening to music last night to help her go to sleep. She groggily opened her eyes and sat up, stretching and rubbing the sleep from her tired eyes. She searched the bed for her stuffed bear, and eventually found it on the floor, mismatched button eyes and all (one of the eyes popped off when she was three and she couldn't find the eye afterwards so her mother stitched on another button.) She picked it up and set it comfortably in between her pillows, and walked over to her computer to see that Beatrix was the one who had been bombarding her Star Mail

----====STAR_MAIL====----
     -=BEATRICE LEBEAU=-

Mochi? You there?

Mochi, meet me at my house, it's important!

Mochi, please! I need your help! I think I know what happened to Thora!

I need you to bring me explosives, NOW!! I can't risk losing this spot, the wall is weak here, I'll explain later!

Mochi... I need you... Now... This is real weird...

Mochi...?
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Mochi leaned back in the computer chair to think. THOSE were by far the weirdest string of messages Bea had ever sent to her. Why did she need explosives? What did Bea think happened to Ms. West? Mochi had just planned to take care of her slimes whilst in her pajamas, but it looked like she would just have to get dressed and find Bea.

After she had breakfast, some oatmeal with a honey plort, she got dressed, put her vac pack firmly on her back, and went out to feed her slimes. Carrots for the Pinks, Stoney Hens for the Tabbies, Heart Beats for the Rocks, and Cuberries for the Phosphers, same way it had always been. After the feeders were all filled, she ran off to go find Bea and whatever she was talking about.

"Well, Mrs. West, you blood results came back, and judging by them, you are now healthy enough to be released." The doctor smiled at Thora, seeming impressed with his work to give the woman a clean bill of health. He prescribed her medication with an ungodly name to pronounce that took up most of the bottle's label. She immediately started for the door, ready to hop back on the next ship going back to the Far, Far Range. She was ready to head back to work taking care of her Largos that she had taken so much time to practice taking care for.

"Um, Mrs. West...?"

She was stopped only by the doctor's strong hand on her shoulder. She turned around to see the doctor's worried expression. "I appreciate your enthusiasm, but are you sure you want to go back their after what happened? The amount of radiation injected into your blood stream after just a few mere seconds was almost lethal."

"You could have died, Mrs. West..."

Thora thought about that fact for the longest time. When she was first hospitalized, the doctors claimed that she had basically undergone a session of chemotherapy and that the dose was almost lethal to her body.

"Why, of course I wanna to go back, there are slimes there that depend on me, and I've stayed in this hospital long enough."
"Well, if you're sure Mrs. West..."
"Of course I'm sure!" Thora said as she started to twist the door knob. She stormed out of the room to check out. She looked back to find the doctor running after her with grocery bag. "Mrs. West... Mrs. West!!"
"Oh, what is it now?"

"You're still wearing your gown!"