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🕑 Added 2022-11-10 06:43:15 +0000 UTCReturn of the Blueberry Factory part 1.
Red crossed his arms. “When I hired you people I said I didn’t just want a cure made.” He slammed his arms down on the table. “I wanted you to also synthsidse a way to force people into becoming blueberries. And what do I find when I come back here? You are just working on the cure.”
The man on the other side of the table sneered at Red. “I am the one who is responsiple for the blueberry outbreak in the first place. An accident I caused made this possible. My associates and I have been—”
“I don’t care about that. I know your history. An incident in this very factory caused the flies here to contract a blueberry viras that has spread to the unlucky women of this town. Look it’s all well and good that you are making a cure. I like that.” Red formed his hands into fists. “But you will ruin everything if you don’t give me a sure fire way to turn people back into blueberries. My juice business depends on it. Right now all I can do is encouge people to swell back up if they are infected. If you bloody cure them. . .” Red turned around. “I won’t have it.”
“What would you even do?”
“Out you as the person who caused this mess for one. I am sure the people of this town would love to know what you did to them Larry.”
Larry slammed his fist against the wall. “You are blackmailing me?”
Red shrugged his shoulders. “Hey. I have to get you to keep up your end of the bargin somehow.”
Larry looked at his hands. “How am I even supposed to test this? The cure has been easy to test. There is no sortage of people who are blueberries in the town. But. . .”
Red turned around. “I am sure you will think of something. Otherwise well. . .” He shrugged his shoulders. “Good luck. I am sure all those big blueberry girls would love to roll you over.” He laughed as he walked out of the room.
Larry rubbed his forehead. “What am I going to do?”
***
Pam’s eyes widened. “You have got to be kidding me.” She grabbed the flyer off of the telephone pole. “Quin look at this.” Pam turned her head to see Quin napping against the side of the brick building. “Quin!”
“Huh?” She blinked her green eyes. “I wasn’t sleeping I swear.”
“Right.” Pam scratched at her short blonde hair. “Now will you look at this?” She handed the flyer to Quin. “It’s crazy.”
“I doubt it’s any more crazy then what has been happening to this town over the last few months.” Quin shuddered. “Why haven’t we left town? It was bad enough when we found that strange factory and you swelled into a blueberry. But now the entire town has blueberry fevor. We are lucky you haven’t turn blue again Pam.”
Pam giggled. “Hey. Looking back that experience was kind of fun.” Pam turned her amber eyes to the sky. “All that juice flowing through my veins. It was fun being big and blue.”
Quin raised an eyebrow. “Umm I don’t remember you feeling that way before.”
“Well I do. . .” Pam sighed. “Hey it was just a lot to take in ok. I am allowed to like feeing all big and juicy. Look just look at the flyer.”
Quin sighed. “Ok.” She held the paper in front of her face. “Limmerson’s Blueberry factory looking for volenters to help test out new products. Looking to help with berry issues plaguing town. Requirements. Applicents need to not be showing any symptoms of the blueberry viras. You may get a bit juicy for your services.” Quin winced. “What in the world?”
Pam giggled. “Isn’t it cool. Someone might be trying to work on a cure.”
“It sounds more like a scam to turn you into a blueberry like all the rest.” Quin pointed at a giant blue blob through a window of a nerby house. “I told you we should be looking to leave town. This place is becoming berry town.”
Pam shook her head. “No way. I think this is our ticket to help out. Besides if this does turn us into blueberries. . .” Pam’s eyes rolled up into her sockets. “Ohh that will just be a juicy experience. I would love it all the—”
“Pam!”
Pam blinked her eyes. “What?”
Quin crossed her arms. “Did that experience back at the factory give you berry fevor? You have been daydreaming about blueberries for weeks now.”
“I umm. . .” Pam giggled. “Look I am going to head down there and see how I can help out. Are you coming?”
Quin sighed. “I guess.” She looked at the flyer. “Considering this is back at that damned factor where we found those supid blueberry flies I should keep an eye on you.” She shook her head as she followed Pam down the street. “Who the hell would even start a business in a place infested with blueberry flies? Don’t they know it is dangous?”
Pam laughed. “Maybe for berry research they know it is the perfect place.”
“Ughh. If I get turned into a blueberry because of this. . .”
“Trust me you will love it Quin.” Pam put her hand on Quin’s shoulder. “You can be my big blueberry sister.”
“That doesn’t make me feel better.”
***
Later that evening the girls arrived outside Limmerson’s Blueberry Factory. Unlike last time when the place was a broken down mess this time the walls where pristine, the windows shimmering and neon lights covered the building. Pam laughed as they approached the building. “Wow the really spruced this place up.” She ran her hands over the multi collored mushrooms that littered the grass outside the building. “It looks much better.”
“I liked it better when it was run down.”
They walked through a gold door and into a bussling room filled with people in blue lab coats running from one giant vat to another. Muli colored liquid stained the ground and no one seemed to even noticed that the girls had entered the building. Quin crossed her arms and tapped away on her red dress. “Well isn’t this place the center of activity?”
Pam laughed. “Ya. Nothing like before. That is for sure.”
Eventually a young man spotted them, dusted off his blue apron and walked towards them. “Are you two here about the ad?”
Pam nodded her head. “Yes sir ree.”
He pointed to a pair of double doors on the other side of the room. “Just through there. Larry is waiting for to screen you for the testing. Good luck.”
“Thank you.” They walked across the room. “This place sure does smell like blueberries.”
Quin laughed. “Which is odd if they are working on a cure.”
“Hey calm down. Everything will work out.” They walked through the steel doors. “Just trust me.”
“I trust you Pam. I don’t trust this place.”
On the other side they were met by an elderly man in a suit. He was standing next to a table with multiple clipboards and syringes with blue liquid. “Hello. Are you here for the testing?”
Pam smiled. “I am.” She turned her head. “I am not so sure about my friend here.”
“Good.” He extended out his hand. “My name is Larry. I run this place. Please have a seat while I explain what this will entail.” The two girls sat down. “We are working to try and find a cure for this blueberry issue that has been inflicting our town. But to do so we need to figure out what is causing it in the first place.”
Pam nodded her head. “I get it. If you can figure out why those flies are causing people to blow up like giant blue ballons you can start to work on a cure.”
“Exactly. That is why I asked you here. For the first stage of working on a cure.” He turned his head. “In the vials behind me I have mixtures that I believe would cause you to juice up and swell like everyone else in the town.” He looked back at Pam, handing her a clipboard. “I say this because I need to make sure you won’t sue me for the testing.”
“You will turn me into a blueberry?”
“Yes so we can—
She signed her name. “I don’t care about that. I am down with it. Juice me up.”
Larry blinked his eyes. “Umm ok.” He looked at Quin. “What about you?”
“Are you sure this will eventually lead to a cure?”
