Husk: (XD I feel ya) Oh yeah. I know that name. It means like fanciful or something.

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Sans: *He smiles, walking out, back to the group*

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Error: *He jolts a bit, becoming flustered* Uh, s-sorry...!

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Eddie: *He seems even more flustered and panicked*

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Wentworth: ?! Boss, what was that??

Jeremiah: Electric shock. The same kind that's been being used on Animatronics. A full 1000 bolts.

Wentworth: Boss, Animatronics can handle that, they're electronic! They're metal and bolts! These are small, flesh-holding bodies!!

Jeremiah: If you want to keep your job, I recommend you quiet down, Wentworth. As for the Foodies... If you girls don't want to feel this again, then don't lay a finger on my employees or myself. At least unless you're asked too. *He goes over to Jessie, helping her up* Are you alright, sweetheart?~

Jessie: *She stands up, seeming nervous about Jeremiah getting so close to her* Y-Yeah... Fine, hun. I, uh... I'm gonna go and... And...

Wentworth: *He takes her arm to help her* Uh, I'll help you to Grace. She's get you some bandages and medicine.

Jessie: Y-Yeah. Fine. Alright.

Jeremiah: {She's damn lucky Wentworth is willing to help her. Otherwise, I would have killed that filthy slut by now...} Foodies!~ Each of you will be assigned to one of my employees~ Licorice, you're with Wentworth. Choco, you're with Chad. Banana, you're with Jessie and I. Wheat (Or other name if you changed it), you're with Khristie. And Blueberry, you get Jermin. You will all be keeping your Foodies at work and home. If you don't want yours, you can give it to one of the other employees here. If your Foodie dies... Well, then you've lost your job. Because that will cost this company some money. You will also all receive a remote to shock them if needed. Are we clear?