Tasty Vengeance
Chapter 4
Author Notes: It's the official end of Halloween! But for me Sen and Jin it's only just begun. Time to continue the ruination of the happiness and cuteness of this lovely little game. Let's get the show on the road, I do not own Slime Rancher.
Last time on Tasty Vengeance
The little cat slimes weren't sure if this would be a good thing or a bad thing.
Considering their circumstances however...
The odds didn't look good.
It was smiling again.
3rd P.O.V
It brought a new companion.
But it wasn't a tabby...
A phosphor slime?
Two of them?
No three.
With their wings they could fly around the tall area.
They had space.
But like the tabbies, they were trapped.
It was strange.
Why were they brought in here?
They didn't eat chickens like tabbies did.
Phosphors liked fruit.
And can't be in the sun.
So how are they still here?
They changed.
Transforming.
Both tabby and phosphor.
Now they could glow!
Bigger than before.
Stronger too.
Definitely more squished.
There's no room for all of them.
More died.
All the tabby-phosphors could do was meow and float.
Questions were being asked.
No answers were found among the group.
There was too much they didn't know.
One thing was for certain among them however.
The now familiar odd thing that took them was weird.
Taking the crystal remains they made.
Why?
All of them do it, it's literally all over the place.
So what makes it-makes theirs so important?
Its...talking gibberish again.
Their kidnapper was up to something again.
But what?
Its not like anymore of them could fit in here.
And there's never enough food.
They still don't have toys to play with.
Boredom found them once again.
The sounds coming from their containment was getting annoying now.
It made the same exact noise all the time!
Can't it get shut off?
At first it was a nice change.
Now though it was just irritating their already sensitive ears.
Hen hens weren't tasty anymore.
Pogo fruits were ok they supposed.
But the phosphor side of them didn't really care for it.
And the tabby side REALLY didn't like it.
Sure it was sweet.
But it was also bland.
Nothing to write home about.
...Not that they Could go home.
Like the hen hens, pogo fruit was common.
It got old.
Especially when it was on the menu.
Morning, afternoon, night.
Every.
Single.
Day.
And that's from the slimes who were able to eat it every single day.
Those that didn't would growl, angry.
Rightfully so as their bellies were empty.
Made even worst when that-THING started planting food and placing chickens right in front of them.
It was right there.
Just out of reach.
TaUnTiNg ThEm!
Fights began to start within the entrapped space.
Biting.
Crushing.
Pushing.
Two docile types of slimes by nature shouldn't be like this.
But this wasn't due to nature.
This was due to torture.
None of them were in their right state of minds.
Hunger, fear, anger, their instincts were in control.
There was more space, but at what cost?
Bodies continue to lay onto the cold ground.
To be continued
Author Notes: And there goes my favorite slimes of all time. I love Phosphor tabbies and yet here I am making a story about their agonizing life as Beatrix's cash cow. I'm so terrible...and i regret nothing.
Though...that is another chapter done and the last one gets uploaded tomorrow. So time to send off. Guys thank you all so much for reading this series. If you like it please feel free to fav/follow/review as it would mean so much to me. Tchao for now.