Ch. 3: Speedy and the Journal
Blythe suddenly found herself dropped on a canoe complete with a single ore. Looking around, she discovered that she was back in the hypnosis void and she was on a swirl line that looked like a river. Gulping fearfully, she reluctantly paddles forward and looked at the surroundings around her. She saw a seal that looked like Pepper entertaining a bunch of other seals by balancing a ball on her nose, making the seals bark in excitement. Blythe looked bemused and and continued to paddle on.
"Ok, keep it together Blythe," she said to herself, "you got to find a way out of..."
Before she finished her sentence, the water suddenly turned into rapids, making the canoe accelerate excessively.
"WOAH!" Blythe exclaimed as she held on to the canoe for her dear life. The canoe suddenly went downward, making Blythe feel like she was on a dangerous amusement park ride.
As the acceleration resumed, the canoe unexpectedly crashed into a rock and gravity took over when the crashed canoe catapulted Blythe, causing her to scream as she helplessly crashed into the water
The splash filled the atmosphere before we see a wet Blythe lying on a stone squared floor. Blythe pushed her self up and spitted water out of her mouth. She suddenly felt some tickling and reached down her sides and pulled a fish from her skirt and pants.
"Eww, eww, eww." she said neurotically while she tossed the fish away.
"Enjoyed your little swim there?" asked a familiar voice.
Blythe screamed as she saw none other than Clark flying behind her.
As Blythe got her breath, she said angrily, "Don't ever do that to me again!"
"Hey, I'm just a figment of your imagination," shrugged Clark, "I don't control what happens in your mind."
"Whatever," said Blythe while slapping her left ear to make water come out of her right and soon vice-versa before looking at her surroundings, "where are we now?"
"This is the place where your mother made a friend to whom she could use her gift on non-stop." said Clark as Blythe looked and saw a bunch of animals in glass cages.
"We're in a pet store!" said Blythe.
"Good job, Madame Obvious," Clark quipped.
Blythe ignores his remark and asks, "Wait, friend? Who is this friend?"
"Why, the one who told you about Betty's gift to begin with." Clark said heartily.
"The one who..." Blythe began before getting a face of realization, "Wait. This is where mom got..."
"Speedy Shellberg!" came a nearby cry, causing Blythe and Clark to look and see Betty holding Speedy, who looked a bit younger than when Blythe met him.
"Now gentle, Betty," said the store clerk, "he's 120 years old and very fragile."
"Ok, I will." said Betty before looking at Speedy, "boy aren't you a cutie?"
"Aw shucks," said Speedy, sounding a bit younger, "you're gonna make me blush."
"I'm sure I will.," said Betty, making Speedy give a bewildered look as Betty took him outside and the store clerk also had the same bewildered look.
"Yeesh," said the clerk, "seems like she actually heard the turtle.
Blythe and Clark watched out the window as Betty was taking Speedy down the lane.
"Betty adopted Speedy so she could have somebody to talk to while trying her gift out," said Clark, "Just like how you use it on Russel, Penny, Pepper, Sunil, Zoe, Vinnie, and Minka."
"You know them?" asked Blythe.
"Blythe, I'm you Guardian Figment,' said Clark, "I know everything based on your own mind."
"Oh,"
Suddenly, the scenery changed into what looks like a house.
Blythe looked and saw Betty and Speedy on a bed.
"Huh, this must be her bedroom," Blythe mused.
"Oh Speedy," Betty said to the turtle dolefully, "I like this ability to speak to animals, but I just don't feel like it'll do good."
"Lauren Betty Angelina Smith," said Speedy firmly.
"Angelina?" asked a amused Clark to Blythe, who shrugged.
"You have a great gift," said Speedy to Betty, "this gift is very rare. You should not think less of it, you should think of the possibilities that it can bring you."
"But what if the possibilities aren't good?" asked Betty nervously.
"Even so, you can make it past them,' said Speedy, "you can use your gift for some things that no other humans can possibly do. Don't ever take it for granted."
Betty smiled at him and pulled him in for a hug.
"Thanks Speedy," she then let him go, "I just wish there was a way I can sort all the details of this gift I have down."
Speedy put a foot to his mouth in thought before getting an idea, "How about a journal?"
"A journal?" asked Betty AS Blythe gave a gasp of realization.
"Yeah," said Speedy, "you can write about all the stuff you do with in in it. And someday, if you're lucky, you might have a kid of your own who gains your gift."
"Well, I'm not sure about that last part," said Betty, "but a journal does sound nice."
She went over to her closet and got out a pink journal.
"OMG," said Blythe in amazement, "this is the day my mom wrote her journal."
"You catch on quick," said Clark.
"I never knew she was so unsure about her gift," said a morose Blythe before turning her head a nd seeing that Clark has once again vanished.
"Oh no," said Blythe in worry, "not again."
Without warning, Blythe heard an inflating noise and looked down to see that her stomach was blowing up like a balloon.
"Are you serious?" Blythe asks rhetorically and in frustration.
Pretty soon, her arms and legs were swelling up with air before she became incredibly obese to the point that the belt holding her skirt up breaked and suddenly, she began floating in the air. Blythe looked up and saw that the roof of the room was no longer there, but the void she was in twice.
TO BE CONTINUED...