"Damn it!" Creon pouted, looking at her touchscreen phone. "My Creon Music Video got taken down. I guess I'll never be a successful singer. Wait… I'm thirsty… but water wouldn't quench my thirst."
"Well, my little slime princess," Tankjoh, the king of Druidons said, "we have some pink lemonade powder."
"That's nice, but I prefer your Alien Slime beverage," she replied. "It's a creamy light-green vanilla beverage. It contains the finest rice milk, right?"
"That's correct," Tankjoh nodded. "To manufacture the rice milk, we had to steal Kyoto Prefecture's rice. It tastes subtly sweet and creamy. I don't care if people starve. We benefit, right, my little darling?"
"Yeah! We benefit while they starve! Ha ha ha ha ha!" Creon laughed. "Some good news, Daddy," Creon chuckled, turning on her touchscreen phone. "My channel is still alive. But I'm losing money, so I think it's time for me to create a new product."
"You're so thirsty and frustrated," Tankjoh replied. "And you'd prefer a green drink, as opposed to a pink drink."
"Red's OK too," Creon pointed out. "I feel low on energy. Why not a red juice beverage?"
"Good idea, little girl," Tankjoh nodded. "This time, we'll make a juice beverage from strawberries, beets, red carrots, and… one of those stupid Ryusoulgers."
"Yes!" Creon cheered, laughing an evil laugh. "We'll bottle and pasteurize all excess juice. I will sell the unused bottles as "Bamba Juice" on my online store. I'll gain lots of money!"
TBC