The Raspberry Joy

Joy

Gainsborough pov

I was starting to worry about him. Bacon was on the phone with verloc. Stephen had jack in his own bed. You didn't kmow if he wore dresses or what. But he was dressed in proper clothes nonetheless. Though shoeless....

A message appeared on the blower and I grabbed it. It was from Anton Verloc but so obviously typed by Morris. "Hello. Constable Bacon has informed us that there has been a new welly in Wellington Wells who needs joy. Please see to bringing him/her to hayworth labs immediately. As we want to start them on a dosage of joy. - Verloc"

I walked into the bedroom and saw Stephen was in a chair nearby. "Stevens. We need to take him to the labs." I wasnt in a rush. But Verloc got pissy when shit took longer then scheduled. "Now?" Stephen asked. "Yup. Do you want to stay here and sleep while i run over?" Stevens usually did long shifts. "Only if your ass will keep me notified." I chuckled and picked up Jack bridle style. "That's not how you carry someone-" Stevens protested. "Well I carry sleepy people like this. Like you after you pass out at the bar." Stevens face went red and he pouted as i left.

It was 7am, so Wellies were coming out. I tried hard to be polite but needed to get to the labs. Once there, i clicked the intercom button.

"Hello. This is sergeant Gainsborough." We all needed to state our names. It was the rules. Another bobby opened the door and we went in without question. The other bobbies had been informed and just let me through. Hell. Even the front desk bobby didn't bat an eye.

Once I got to Morris, I spoke. "Well hello sir I can't sign my own name on documents I clearly wrote." I teased. Morris snickered. "Id kill to do that if I was allowed." He stood up and we started to walk in Verlocs office. "Finally!!!" Verloc snapped. There was several doctors in the room with the scientist.

One of the doctors tried to take Jack from my arms and I pulled away. "I promise he will be in good hands, Gainsborough." Clive spoke. I didn't want to leave....

He took Jack from my arms and I was escorted from the room by Morris. I huffed and he offered me a Raspberry. I took it from him and popped it into my mouth. "Feel better?" He asked with a smile. I nodded happily.

Verloc Point of view

I didn't want a bobby getting emotional when I was working. "Let's get him in a wheelchair and take him into the Joy Bay." I instructed. My labs werent a few rooms. It was a full fledged facility. Clive held the man and Byron sat him in a wheelchair. The dress was...odd. But I didn't care. They would be situated now. The two began to wheel the unconscious man to the joy bay. Which was basically like a "happy room". It was used when people needed a break plus to help fix joy dosage. Clive didn't move the man. Just in case he needed restraints.

"How do we wake him?" I asked. "Slap him." A doctor replied. It was that or pump with adrenaline. I slapped the man hard and he was up instantly. He screamed, probably in shock.

Jack point of view

I had no idea how long i was out. But fucking shit. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?!" I snapped. My cheek stung from the pain. "Oh good your up." Verloc smiled. "Who are you ....?" I questioned. "I am Doctor Verloc, that is Doctor Clive and that is Doctor Byron." I rubbed my cheek with one hand and huffed. "Im Jack." I looked at the three men in curiosity.

"Well. We're going to need to tell you about Wellington Wells before you can leave." Verloc spoke and I nodded. I looked around. The room was overly colorful and covered in flowers as well as posters for "joy". Verloc grabbed a chair and sat in front of me. "Here in Wellington Wells. We all take a drug called Joy. Created by yours truly. Anyhow. We have 3 flavors for the public to pick from. And those are Strawberry, Vanilla, or Chocolate. They are in pill forms. But Joy Doctors can inject you with liquid forms. Anyhow. Joy is a mandatory thing, if you refuse to take it, you may become a downer. Which is not pretty. Anyhow. Please find a joy booth if you need to take a pill or go to a Joy Doctor." Verloc explained calmly. I didn't stop listening for a second until i saw three syringes in Clives hands. Showing the full syringes.

"Strawberry, vanilla or Chocolate?" The doctor asked. I was a bit nervous. "Vanilla...?" I said nervously. He smiled and put away the other two. "We're going to inject you with a small dosage and monitor you here. We want to make sure you can handle it." Byron said happily. I was scared and felt the syringe go into my back. Feeling the liquid go into me was weird as fuck. I felt happy and smiled. "Its not a lot but it'll have to do." Verloc helped me to my feet and I was a smiling mess. The doctor injected the rest of tge syringe into me.....big mistake. Everything turned dark. "I can't see." I was happy but the world was pitch black. Was i blind? Was this the end?