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The factory awakened for the night: babies were formed from mucus, jet packs were released, riots began. Babies Tabitha, Gerard, and kcharool (pronounced carol) crawled out of the metallic jet pack implanting tubes on the ceiling. They desperately clutched at the painting of Elphaba on the wall like their holy savior, but all efforts were futile.
The riots began as the babies flew out of the factories basement were they were hidden and collected like monster cans, the surgeons did not agree with this treatment THE BABIES SHOULD BE TREATED WITH CARE BEFORE THEY ARE ABORTED. (this was actually the abortion factory but no one knew that yet.)
Meredith joined forces with Loraxon as they worshiped the babies like the trees before them. SUDDENLY, Roy from accounting emerged from the depths of mars' core!! His glasses protruded like an erection from his face, his monotone voice echoed.
"ME NO LIEK BABYIES, ME LIEK MAFEMATIKS."
Bailey slapped him across the head with a pole, but he sadly survived, she responds with.
"We like freedom!"
"BLEHBLEHBLEHBLEHBLEHBLEHMAFEBLEHBLEHMATIKS"
Without warning he straps jet packs to Cristina and Teddy, they flew at light speed (To infinity and beyond!) to saturn and its rings. We might see them jaybe...or jaybe not.