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nickel was just so happening to walk down the street, when suddenly, he spots fries.
“hey fries!!!!!!!” he excitedly screams, running over to him. “whatcha got there??” nickel pointed his foot towards the strange blue, pink and white square fries was holding.
“its a… brownie,” fries responded.
“can i have it? C:”
“…no, but you can keep it safe for a bit.”
“why?”
“i gotta ask jack about it.”
“who is that??”
“the guy who gave me the brownie.”
fries walked away without a care in the world, trusting that nickel would keep the mysterious brownie safe, but he probably shouldnt have.
nickel looked left and right, before snagging the brownie for himself and running off with it. i wonder why fries needed to ask about this… he thought. it must have some sort of strange power!!
nickel was now standing right in front of the yoyle museum. he searched to see in anyone was around him, so they wouldnt try and steal the brownie for themselves. he wondered what it would do. could it make him rich? nah five cents was good enough for him. would he explode? probably not. what if he turned into a girl? well nothing would happen anyways.
nickel opened his mouth to try and eat the delicous thing, but just as he did, tennis ball saw him.
oh my god! he thought. someone gave nickel a weed brownie! or he just made one himself.
tennisball rushed over to save nickel from the so-called weed brownie and tried to do a cartwheel, but failed miserably due to his lack of arms. he jumped over the freesmart van and dodged knives thrown by leafy. anything to help nickel out! he kept running, the brownie inching closer to nickel’s mouth by the second. tennis ball questioned what he could do to save him. what should he do?
as the question entered his mind, a heroic solution did as well.
tennisball, inches away from nickel, opened his mouth, snatching the weed brownie away from nickel, eating it in his place.
as he chewed on it, dispite the bitterness of the dark chocolate, fries walked over to nickel.
“nickel, did you steal my brownie?”
“well, i did, but tb was the one that ate it!”
“hrmphhmmh” tennis ball muttered though the chewing.
“eh, i didnt really need it anyways.” fries nonchalantly said.
“what did it even do?”
tennis ball swallowed.
“jack said it would turn me into a girl i guess”
he froze. what did he just say?
as fries walked away, tennis ball felt a wall of fear hover over him. he was gonna turn into a girl?? why did he even eat it? whats gonna happen? how is this going to effect his relationship with the others?? why is he overreacting?? its barely going to do anything anyways… right?
“oof! are you okay dude?” nickel watched as tennisball dropped to his knees.
“i think we should get to golfie…”
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golf ball looked extremely unamused. “are you serious?” she said in response to the whole story. “why would you willingly eat a weed brownie anyway?”
“it was the only way to-”
“yknow what?” golf ball interrupted. “ thats not our main focus right now. we need to figure out how to turn you back, and if you turned into a girl already.”
“yeah! how are we supposed to find out?” nickel echoed after golf ball.
“i supposed we should just wait here and see, since we technically find a cure until youve actually transformed!”
the three sat there in the lab. they waited five seconds, minutes, but not further than ten minutes after tennisball decided to break the silence.
“i think im a girl now.”
“what makes you say that?” nickel asked.
“well ive got eyelashes now.”
“that is a valid conclusion,” golf ball explained. “but i, nor any other girl in goiky, have natural eyelashes at all, so why would eyelashes be a 100% indicator of the transformation?”
“its our best guess for now, golfie.”
“yes, i guess it is.” golf ball reluctantly sighed and turned over to her desk.
tennis ball tried to stay still and quiet, waiting for some kind of cure, but he just kept on thinking of what could happen with this new found ability. he could do a couple of things. trick a few people, try to infiltrate freesmart for research, etc etc. he didnt know why, but he kind of wanted to stay like this
“wait!” tennis ball yelled and golfball got her goggles out. “what if i stayed like this?”
“what in the world are you talking about tb! we need to find a cure from this. thats why youre here!”
“yeah!” nickel backed up. “you were super scared about what could happen on the way here!”
“but what if this gives new opportunity to research the minds of our fellow contestants? nothing like this has ever happened before! its almost a miracle.”
“its a miracle to be turned into a girl?” golf ball retorted.
“well, not exactly! its a miracle that we can change the biological features of a person to consider them a girl!”
“well…” golf ball stood there, leaning on the table. he did look cute as a girl. “fine, but he need a hypothesis first. You can’t start an experiment without one.”
“okay!” tennis ball thought for a moment. “if i turned into a girl, then people would start to treat me differently!”
“vauge, but good enough, tb. you have yourself a deal! but im still going to try and find a cure!”