“And the woman who was running that baby farm…”
“And that time you hung Theo and Jay up in those sex swings…”
“Who the fuck are Theo and Jay?” Gallows growls.
“Oh they’re The Keep’s IT men,” Mira says with a grin.Gallows give her a confused look and then frowns when she winks at him.
Chewy clomps out from behind a stall, dressed in one of those white suits you see on the CSI crime shows with a frown on her face. “Huh, it seems that I may have forgotten those moments. Sad really, because some of them were my best work. Is this baby brain? Forgetting good memories like this?”
“Good memories?” Kaia says an octave higher than her normal voice.
“Alas, I fear pregnancy may be affecting my brain. And that won’t do. How will I be better than everyone here if I have a normal person brain?” Chewy looks horrified at the thought.
“Nah, you’ll be fine. Even growing a baby can’t take that killer instinct outta ya, girl.” Pops winks behind his safety goggles. “Now, decide. Are you using caustic soda in his dick, or the electric cattle prod?”
“Fucking hell,” Gallows mutters looking green.
Chewy looks between the two items Pops is holding up, her dark brows furrowed. “Do we have a syringe?”
Pops grins and pulls the thickest syringe I’ve ever seen out of his back pocket with a “taadaa!”
“Let’s go caustic soda.” Chewy chuckles with glee.
“I’ve just mixed it up so you wanna get it in there while it’s at its most powerful.” Pops nods.
“No, she isn’t,” Mercy mutters beside me, eyes on Chewy’s hands.
“Shoot! Wait!” Mira yells, making everyone jump. “We need music! You always have music!”
Everyone starts agreeing, nodding and bustling around and somehow Blanche pulls out a bluetooth speaker. From whoknows where. She plops it down on a metal table off to the side, and Mira pairs her phone to it. Which should be easy and yet seems to take an incredibly long amount of time. Long enough that the man hanging from the meat hooks starts to hyperventilate.
“Hey, hey, it’s going to be OK.” Lovely soothes, her hand outstretched like she’s trying to calm a spooked animal. “You’re only going to be hurtin’ if you don’t give us what we want.”
“W-what do you want?” the man stutters, his legs thrashing around as he tries to hide himself away from us.
“You know, silly. We want to know how you got here. Why you’re here and who sent you. Once you answer all those questions Chewy might let you go.”
“Or I might not,” Chewy shrugs. “That’s what makes this part so exciting.” The man whimpers and I do start to feel a little sorry for him, but I need to push that feeling down. He’s here to take my baby from me.
Chewy’s head snaps up as the first bars of a song finally play out of Blanche’s speaker.
“Oh, Ilovethis song!” Kaia exclaims, Nat pointing and grinning at her as the song from Grease fills the room.
“Pops! Syringe me!” She holds her hand out and Pops slaps the syringe into her outstretched hand.
Chewy waits as Pops quickly steps behind the man and grabs his legs with an iron grip, holding him still. Chewy leans forward, her gloved hands surprisingly gentle as she fondles the man’s penis.
“So, who do you work for?” she asks in her monotone voice.
“I’ll never tell, you crazy bitch!” he grits out before he spits at her, a wet glob landing on her safety goggles.
“Wrong answer,” Chewy says in a sing song voice that sends a shiver down my spine. “I’ll give you one more chance beforethis-” she waves the huge needle around in the air, “-goes straight into your pee hole. So, who do you work for?”
He goes beet red, and I can’t tell if it’s from rage or fear. Either way it doesn't matter. His refusal to answer has Chewy letting out a sad sigh as she slowly inserts the needle into the end of the man’s penis before pressing gently on the depressor. Whatever caustic soda does, it’s not pretty. His member looks red and irritated before something starts to bubble out of the end of it.
“Can we turn the music up? I want to sing Sandy’s part but he’s drowning me out,” Ana whines.
Mercy and Gallows slowly turn their heads to stare at her before looking at the DRMC men who stayed behind.
