Two middle-aged gentlemen with glorious mustaches were currently performing the final steps in setting up a children’s edutainment robot named Cheri. She was a performance robot designed to entertain and educate by using fun games and toys. The latter of which was to be contained inside her.

John was working on the head, while Jon was working on the body. “You almost done there Jon?” John asked as he screwed in the final pieces on Cheri’s head. “Yep, don’t worry Bud, just have to connect these wires and…done!” He carefully arranged them before he closed the maintenance panel, “Now all she needs is her head.”

“Alright, just give me sec,” He attached the final part, her large lens-like eyes, “There we go, all finished.” He stood up as he picked up the head and walked towards the body. He stepped on a stool and secured the girl’s head on her neck.

The two then stepped away from the robot to admire their work. Cheri was a rather tall robot, standing at over 7 feet tall. Her head was designed to resemble a birthday clown. Her face was entirely white, save for a few markings splotched randomly, like someone threw confetti at her face. Her eyes looked cute and cartoonish due to her pupils being pie-slices like old-timey animated characters. On her cheeks were speakers that were cleverly disguised as star shaped blush marks. Her rose red lips were stuck in a permanent “O” expression. Her hair was a long ribbon-like multicolored mess of light pink, light purple, bright red, orange with white ends.

On her red breastplate was a massive monoboob which was also a helium containment compartment, also on it were words written whimsically that spelled her name. Her arms were colored red with light pink stripes while her forearms were orange, on her wrist were ribbon-like cuffs colored the same as her arm stripes. Her hands were crafted to resemble cartoonishly large white gloves.

The front of her stomach was completely made out of plexiglass, revealing her internal mechanisms. Which was composed of a complicated assortment of bits and pieces arranged in a connected assembly-system structure, similar to a rube goldberg machine. All of which were attached to numerous small glass containers which themselves were connected to a machine that resembled a ferris wheel. Behind the wheel was a tall clear pipe that curved into a position just above the glass containers. Affixed to the top of the pipe was another pipe, which was a solid black color that connected to a small compartment at the very top. The compartment contained a vacuum fan and an exhaust vent located at the top of Cheri’s back just below her neck.

On the front of her crotch was a slit that functioned as a coin slot. Her rigid rear end was sizable and excellent, but not exactly large, it was rather petite. Her buttcheeks had large splotches of paint that resembled handprints. On her left was multiple small ones that were colored violet, on her right were a slightly lesser number of big ones that were colored orange, both of which contrasted well against her bright red rear.

All of which were supported on two thicc legs that converged onto a singular speedy sphere that contained a highly advanced gyroscope which made it function as an omni-directional wheel. Since she was powered down however, her stabilizers were deployed.

“Alright, she’s looking good, time to fill her up,” John went to grab a big box of supplies while Jon grabbed a vacuum tube fastened to her back before he attached a specialized nozzle to its tip. John carried the box to the robot and placed it on the floor before opening it up. Revealing several smaller boxes of small toys. He took them out of the box and opened them as well, one by one. Categorizing them by their contents before he stood up, walked to the front of the robot and sat down, he took a list and a pen out of his pocket and began to keep an eye on her mechanisms.

“Ready?” Jon asked his work friend, “Ready!” He confirmed. Jon flashed a thumbs up as he activated Cheri’s refill mode. Vacuum sounds are heard inside her as her ass cheeks spread themselves apart to reveal her wide open toy storage hole, aka her asshole. Jon quickly attached the vacuum’s end to her rear end.

He then guided the nozzle to the first few containers, the contents of which contained piles of deflated balloons and small spools of string. He held the nozzle near the pile and almost immediately, they were getting sucked up. The small containers quickly got emptied as several balloons and spools traveled swiftly up the rubber tube and into Cheri’s internal automatic categorization system. Inside her, the balloons swirled around the spools as wind guided them along in the complicated labyrinth that was her intestines.

They turned left at a multi-intersection before traveling up at high speeds, John watched a clear pipe get packed with color as the balloons and strings crowded inside it, flying through it until they reached their designated container.

Which was quickly getting filled as the balloons poured from its top. John paid close attention as he observed it fill to the brim. Soon it was nearly topped up, “Okay Jon, you can stop now,” Jon immediately raised the nozzle when he heard his order. John then wrote down a checkmark next to the word balloon on the list.

“Alright, next up are the Lego bricks,” Jon nodded as he guided the nozzle to their container, “Don’t try to suck up too much by the way, or you’ll clog the system,” He flashed a thumbs up of understand as he did what he was told.

When they entered however, they triggered a sensor that beeps as it sent a signal to the stomach sorting system. The ferris wheel rotated so that the Lego container was under the pipe instead. The Lego bricks trickled into her pipes at a pace slower than the balloons, leaving enough space inside her so that the Lego bricks could bounce around without getting caught on something. They too traveled towards the intersection, unlike the balloons though, the Lego bricks went left-go.

But just like the balloons, they swiftly escalated up the translucent pipe and onto their container. The highly sophisticated interlocking bricks clattered against each other as they piled up in the container. John repeated his previous process and observed intently, “Alright stop!” He wrote a check next to Lego bricks, “Next up, the capsule toys.”

“Got it,” Jon said as he removed the nozzle, he pushed away the empty containers and pulled in the not very empty ones. He plunged the tube into the small tub of capsules. All of which easily rolled into the tube, then up to Cheri's highly complex ass. The container wheel rotated when the sensors detected the new toys. The capsules slightly bounced and rolled around in the container as they flooded in. Thanks to their larger and not very space efficient size, the container filled up slightly faster than the previous ones.

“Alright, that’s enough Jon,” He checked that one off before he tapped his pen at the last entry, “We’re finally at the last items, all the other random toys that couldn’t be categorized,” John said as he pointed to them. Jon gave a casual salute before he detached the tube and reattached it to Cheri’s lower back. He then equipped some work safety gloves. He grabbed a nearby bottle and squirted some lube onto his hands which he then rubbed together, making sure to cover it all. He excitedly wriggled his fingers as he looked into the box that contained the miscellaneous toys.

He spotted some Yo-Yos and grabbed them first. “Make sure they’re all equal amounts alright!” John reminded him, Jon paused as he thought up a number, after a moment he decided on four, He then gave John a thumbs up.

He rubbed the first Yo-Yo against her asshole to lubricate it before forcing it in, it easily slipped inside once anus opened a bit due to the suction. Once again, the wheel rotated in response to the new toys. The same could be said with the second Yo-Yo which he shoved in sideways. He grabbed another two and was about to shove them in but stopped as he realized he should have some fun. He put a finger in the string hole before he shoved in the Yo-Yo, the toy spinned at sonic speeds as it unwinded the string while being sucked in. Which John heard, amusing him slightly.

He fixed the 4th Yo-Yo’s string to his finger before he spread open Cheri’s anus. He then does some sick fucking tricks with it that ranged from mildly impressive like the “Forward Pass” to one that radiated sheer YOOO! energy like the “Kwyjibo”. He then spun it around like a lasso before throwing it into her hole.

He smiled to himself as grabbed three Fidget Spinners (remember these? they were trending during 2017, that’s like 7 years ago, feel old yet?). He stacked them between his pointer and thumb then spun all three simultaneously. He stared at them for a bit before he inserted only their tips. He grabbed a nearby Rubix Cube then shoved it in together with the fidget spinners, all of them getting swiftly sucked inside.

He grabbed two cubes and placed them on her anus on top of each other. He then slowly pushed them inside, her hungry hole consuming them one by one. He grabbed another Rubix Cube which he noticed was scrambled for some reason despite being fresh out of a package. He shrugged it off as he nonchalantly solved it at hyperspeed before he shoved it inside her anus.

He grabbed a 4th fidget spinner when he realized that he only shoved in three inside her. He wanted to have some fun though, so he placed it between his fingers and hovered it near her anus before he spread it wide open. The spinner quickly spinned at very fast speeds due to the machine girl’s powerful suction. This only lasted for a few seconds as Jon quickly grew bored. He let go of the spinner and watched as it shurikened into her booty hole.

He then grabbed a sizable soccer ball and placed it on his palm. He had his other hand flick or rather “kick” it into the clown girl’s goal hole. “GOOAAL!” Jon yelled in excitement, slightly shocking his work buddy who quickly shrugged it due to being used to it. He scanned the balls and found one he liked, a mono-colored blue one that he squeezed a bit like a stress ball. He threw it in the air, caught it behind him, then practically punched it into the robot girl’s pipehole.

Which slightly knocked Cheri forward a bit due to the force, which John noticed. “Woah there buddy!” He cried as he held his hands up, ready to catch her if she falls, “She’s not fragile but she is expensive, be careful there Jon,” He warned.

Jon smiled sheepishly and apologized, “Sorry, just got excited.” He grabbed another ball, a basketball one this time. He bounced it on the floor a few times before he dribbled it like a pro, he leaned back until he was roughly equivalent to a full court away and tossed it. The orange ball flew in the air before it perfectly landed inside her “hoop”.

He then grabbed a nearby football, that like the real thing wasn’t actually a foot long, and casually yeeted it in with one hand (I wonder what the other hand was doing, both his and yours, dear viewer). He used both his hands to scoop up four squeaky toys that were composed of a duck, chicken, snake, and orca.

He then crammed them all inside her asshole, all together they squeaked in apparent agony, the chicken being the most amusing. They dare deny their fate however by getting stuck inside her anus. Standing there, he realized that he should punch them in rapidly, both to dislodge them and punish them for daring to fight fate.

He closed his fists and cracked his knuckles before adopting a proper boxer’s stance. He delivered a few precise jabs to work them out, giving them the old one two combo, slowly getting them displaced. He hit them with a good right cross, which caved them in. Before finally forcing them in with a solid haymaker with his left.

“YEAAAHH!” Jon roared like a war cry while raising his fists in the air, “I AM THE MAN!” John just looked at him with a very amused expression. Jon stared at the ceiling with a very accomplished look on his face that suddenly turned neutral as he casually lowered his arms. They sat there for a while, not doing anything until John breaks the silence, “Wanna go grab some beers Jon?” Jon looked at John with a delighted expression, “Oh hell yeah John!”

“Let’s go then!” They both stood up and walked out the door to hang out. Few moments later, their boss Josh walked in to set up Cheri’s programming. He booped her on the nose to boot her up, he patiently waited for her to finish starting up. When her software was now 100% online, her eyes glowed a healthy brightness. “Hellooo!” She cheerfully greeted, “Are you my boss?”

Josh nodded, “Why yes I am Cheri,” Cheri’s software pinged as she saved that data to her memories, “Okay, it’s very nice to meet you Mr. [INSERT NAME HERE]” Josh chuckled in response, “My name is Joshua Michael, please.”

“I’ll save that info right away Mr. Joshua Michael, please!” She said obliviously and adorably. “Josh is just fine,” Joshua Michael, please stated. “Got it Josh!” Cheri composed herself, “Would you like to access my basic settings Josh?”

“Yes please,” Joshua Michael, please confirmed. “Okay, first setting, as I am an edutainment robot, what would you like me to focus on, Education or Entertainment? Perhaps a balance of both?” She inquired, her tone still cheerful. “Entertainment please,” Cheri pinged, “Setting selected, second setting, Performance or Games, Games is self-explanatory, Performance includes Magic Tricks, Singing, and Puppet Shows!” She adopted a more self-confident tone, “We Cheris have multiple talents that we would love to share!”

Joshua Michael, please scratched his chin in thought before he decided, “Games,” Cheri pinged again, “Setting selected, final setting, how long would like my session to last, the maximum is 5 hours,” Joshua Michael, ple- (okay that’s getting old now) Josh did some quick math in his head, “Hmm, 3 hours please.”

Cheri pinged, “Setting selected, all basic startup settings are now selected, please confirm that these are your final choices, Entertainment, Games, 3 Hours.” Josh nodded, “Confirm.”

“Thank you for your cooperation, please stand by,” She paused for a microsecond as her mind perfored some final calculations, “Set up complete, congratulations, I am 100% ready.” She then adopted her more cheerful tone, “So when I play with kids!” She inquired excitedly. “In due time Cheri, specifically 2 hours, I’m gonna get some guys to decorate your playplace here, you have full authority over them.”

“Oooh, how fun!” She excitedly expressed. Josh smiled before he walked towards the door, he stopped himself just before he opened it though, “Hey Cheri, make me proud alright!” Cheri smiled confidently, “I won’t let you down Josh.”

Josh tried to walk out the door but spectacularly failed, as there was no longer a door, or even a door hole. “Wha-” He realized what just happened, flashbacks formed in his head, he groaned as he angrily dialed his best friend, who answered after a few seconds of ringing. “Hello?” The voice on the phone said, “Drake!” Josh yelled, “Where’s the door hole?” He angrily asked him.

Drake didn’t answer and instead hung up which made Josh sigh with frustration. Cheri noticed this, “You need help Josh?” Josh simply shook his head, “No no, I can handle this myself, thank you.” Josh stood in front of the door and T-posed before phasing through it.

SEAMLESS TIME SKIP

Cheri was sitting down on a chair, patiently waiting for the children to arrive, her patience was now rewarded. When a cacophony of excited screams and laughing is heard through the door. She flashed an ear-to-ear smile as she stood up and readied herself.

The children burst through the door as a supervising adult walked in and closed the door behind him while locking it. The children ran around, chasing each other all around Cheri who could barely keep up with them, all while maintaining her adorable smile. She was glad that she was now in her element.

But in the essence of time, she needed to rein them in as much as she enjoys watching them all run around. “Ahem!” She shouted with the tone of a teacher, all the kids immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at her, “Proper formation please!’ She ordered.

Like good students, they followed her order and quickly stood in a rectangle in front of her, “Now sit!” They all sat down, “Good, you have all done well but first, Introductions!”

“HIYA KIDS!” She greeted them all in a loud energetic voice. “HI MISS CHERI!” The kids replied with matching energy. She squealed with joy, “Ooooh I’m so glad to meet you all, are you all glad to see me?”

“YES!” The kids answered with no hesitation, Cheri was flattered, “Aww shucks, thanks kiddos!” She then clapped her hands together, “Can you all guess what we’re gonna do today?”

Some of the kids tried their best, bless their hearts.

“ESTABLISH SLAVERY!” One kid said while holding a whip.

“OVERTHROW THE GOVERNMENT!” Another guessed while holding a literal burning flag, which the fire alarm ignored.

“YOU!” Some kid at the back suggested.

“Haha, nope!” She bluntly said, “DARN IT!” Some kid cursed, though it was vague on who said it. “No no, we’re gonna play a bunch of extremely super duper fun minigames!” All the kids cheered. “You all love games right!” The kids loudly confirmed that they do, “Of course you all do, I mean, who doesn’t love games?” She asked.

The kids gave their best answers, bless their souls.

“FUCKING LOSERS!” One kid shouted with the vitriol of a slur.

“MISERABLE PEOPLE!” A girl yelled cheerfully.

“UNLOVED WASTES OF OXYGEN AND EFFORT!” All the kids yelled out like they were answering a question on a preschool show.

“Correct!” Cheri sang, “And what do we say to those people kids? Come on now, say it with me, don’t be shy.”

“DIE!” Almost all of them simultaneously shouted. “That’s right children, we tell those people to die,” She paused, “Now let’s go play some games!”

Cheri took them to a larger area in the playplace that had very little obstacles. She then told them the four games they were going to play that were given to her by the higher ups.

First was a simple classic game of Zombie Tag, Second was an extreme game of Airsoft with Vehicles complete with PTSD for a full immersive experience, Third was an ultra realistic game of murder mystery with actual knives, the Fourth was an absurdly dangerous, barely supervised, almost lethal game of life-sized beyblades.

She then explained that each game will only have one winner, each one winning a gold trophy that contained highly valuable toys. She promised the kids that none of will die, they will get hurt but none of them will die. Almost all the kids were grateful to hear that, all but one, who called it, “LAAAMEE, BOOOOO, KILL US, DON’T BE A COWARD AND JUST KILL US!”

Cheri and the other kids just ignored him as they all began to play.

ONE EPIC GAMING SESSION LATER

It was awesome, it was incredible, but it was also very scary and probably traumatic. Each game started innocently enough, for some of them relatively, but they all devolved into desperate games of survival. Betrayals everywhere, friendships broken and mended and then broken again. It was a slaughter, a non-lethal slaughter, for everyone except the four winners who now have the prestige of being given names. Jack, Jill, Jane, and Jake respectively for the four games.

Jack won by using his epic parkour skills he trained and honed in ever since he played epic jump maps in minecraft.

Jill won by using a mix of her very particular set of skills, wits, tactics and the willingness to commit numerous war crimes so horrendous that they’d give the geneva conventions several heart attacks on top of strokes.

Jane won by using her expert merciless manipulation skills to puppeteer everyone’s motivations, gaslight gatekeep girlbossing herself into everyone’s hearts, with the ruthless capability to throw anyone under the bus while driving it to run them over as well, if doing so benefited her in any sort of way, no matter how much they trusted her. Everyone else was playing checkers, while she was playing 5D Chess with Multiverse Time Travel.

Jake won by using his skill of hiding in a corner and watching everyone kill each other. Epic.

Cheri looked around her, quite horrified with how extreme everything got. She questioned why the higher ups approved of these extreme games, she swore to have a meeting with them to give them an earful.

There were an absurd amount of not dead bodies of kids laying around, few of which were plastered on the walls and somehow the ceiling and through the floor, no not on the floor, through the floor.

One not dead body was currently on actual fucking fire (He’s fine don’t worry) but thankfully another kid, who wore an absolutely adorable firefighter costume that was way too big for him, was spraying him with a fire extinguisher.

“Well that was really intense,” Cheri understated, “Is everyone okay?” She sincerely asked as she didn’t like breaking promises. Every kid flashed a thumbs up, the kid in the floor punched through it to flash his. Surprisingly despite everything, all the kids didn’t look worse for wear, aside from being mildly dirty not a single one of them received an injury. “Well okay, everyone’s fine somehow,” She said with both relief and confusion. She rolled over to where the winners were standing and stood in front of them, “So you four, congratulations!” She cheered while clapping, “You all proved yourselves in the games and earned your wins, despite some of your methods,” She said with sincerity though she whispered the end part, “Except maybe you Jake, but you still won so I have to give you a trophy.” Jake awkwardly smiled as he shrugged, because even he’s not sure how he feels about his “win”.

“Let me get your trophies, follow me everybody,” She rolled over to a secret compartment in the wall. The four winners follow her, while the other kids pick themselves up and try to recover. The ones on the ceiling gracefully landed on the floor like dancers, the kid in the floor however just instantly stood up right into a T-pose, like a video game character that skipped animation frames. The burning kid was now mostly extinguished, mostly as his head was still stubbornly on fire. Which the little firefighter that could still tried his darn diddly best to put out with his comically oversized fire extinguisher.

Cheri then pressed a button hidden under a panel that was somehow untouched by the chaos. A door opened in a dramatically slow way, revealing the four trophies and several small empty gift bags. She lifted the trophies and gave them to each of the winners, “Here you go, my four champions, your well earned golden trophies,” As she handed them over, she warned them, “Be careful though, they are quite-” Jack’s knees instantly buckled as he felt the weight of the solid gold trophy, wanting to be a big manly kid however, he tried his best to use all his body strength to lift it, his knees quivering as he struggled to hold it. Cheri quickly tried to help him but denied it, “Lightweight,” He gasped out, clearly out of breath. Jill rolled her eyes, seeing him as weak, she held out of her hands. Cheri was hesitant but Jill was insistent. Cheri carefully handed her the trophy, Jill was about to smile smugly but she was instantly brought down to her knees when she was given the trophy’s full weight. She too struggled to lift it up.

Cheri grabbed the other two trophies and looked apprehensively at the other two, Jane silently shook her head and pointed down, basically ordering her to place it on the floor. Jack scratched his head and pointed at Jane, “What she said.” Cheri nodded in agreement and placed the trophies on the floor. Everyone stared awkwardly at the two nursery rhyme namesakes as they still tried their best to lift the trophies. Jack stared at them with a thoughtful look before he also tried to lift his trophy, the moment he met any resistance though, he gave up and collapsed on the ground.

Cheri quickly tried to divert everyone’s attention away from them, “Okay while our mighty champions enjoy their spoils, you may have noticed that there’s also gift bags, now I hear you all asking, ‘Cheri, I thought you said only the winners won prizes’, and well that’s not exactly true, sure only the winners are given the trophies but I didn’t say only the winners get any prizes, and besides, you all had fun right?” She stared at everyone with an uncertain gaze, “Right?”

All the losers looked at each other, also uncertain before they all collectively shrugged. “I guess, yeah,” One of the kids said, the rest nodded in agreement. “That’s good enough for me, see you all- I mean WE all had fun here, so that makes everyone a winner in my book,” The losers looked happy enough, while the winners, save for Jake who looked thoughtful, looked skeptical. “So everyone go grab a gift bag and get your prizes,” Everyone except the winners quickly grabbed their own bags, “Now you might have noticed that all the bags are empty, don’t worry you’re not getting ripped off, this was just the best I could since this was admittedly a last minute change, now I hear you all asking ‘So where’s our prizes then Cheri?’, and well, the prizes are right in here,” She tapped her plexiglass belly.

The reactions of the kids varied from indifferent, weirded out, interested, and unusual. She turned around to face the wall. She leaned against it and bent her knees down, emphasizing her rear. “Everyone please line up behind me!” She cheerfully ordered. The kids all looked at each other, the more unusual ones tried their best to be first, before they shrugged off the eccentricity of the robot clown girl and lined up behind her. The stranger ones fought to be first in line but only one of them was close to it, the adorable firefighter was still trying his best, but the flame just wouldn’t let up.

Cheri tried her best to be fair by giving them prizes based on their personalities that she observed while they were all playing. She’ll also make sure that all the children will at least get something, even if it’s only a balloon and a few lego mini sets.

Like the first child who she noticed had a more strategic way of viewing things, so she decided to give him a military green balloon with a helmet design on it, a small micro lego tank, and two capsules that she was certain contained something related to the military. The complicated series of mechanisms inside her quickly went to work, the capsule container attached itself to a device that resembled a falling marble machine, a hatch opens beneath it, the capsules rolled down it and into the tilted tiles of the marble machine that went right to left and left to right until they lead to a ramp that jumped into a series of poles that then lead down a chute.

The Lego pieces container opened over a small assembly station with tiny arms and clamps that picked up the little pieces and precisely assembled them to what was desired which was then deposited into the same chute as the capsules.

On the balloon’s container were multiple small arms, one of which had a mini suction cup. The arm with the suction cup quickly stuck a balloon onto itself as the arms grabbed the string and tied them around the balloon without tightening it. The arms then dropped the balloon into the chute.

All the items that were dropped down the chute collected into a small pile that due to gears and a little moving parts moved them down onto her rectum. The capsules rolled out of her now wide open anus, followed by the structurally sound micro Lego tank, and then the balloon which was caught by a small arm that stuck it into a small nozzle that connected all the way to her helium container.

“Hnnnngggg,” She strained herself as she released helium gas into the balloon-

*PPFFFFFTTTTT*

quickly inflating it to a respectable size. With the micro arms tightening the string before releasing it. It quickly floated up but the kid caught it before he walked away to inspect his loot. The second child went up next, Cheri recognized him as being a bit of an intellectual considering how he acted in the murder mystery, so she gave him an atom shaped balloon, a Lego microscope, and a Rubix Cube.

For the two former items, the same processes repeated themselves within her. For the Rubix Cube however, it was different. A giant claw revealed itself from the ceiling and lowered down onto the glass compartment containing the miscellaneous toys. Like an arcade claw machine but even more mechanically complex, the claw moved around to locate the rubix cube, it quickly found and lowered itself down. It easily clamped down on it and raised up, securing the rubix cube. Because unlike real arcade claw machines, this was rigged to win. The claw then dropped the rubix cube down the chute with the rest of the prizes. Once again, she farted out more helium-

*POTOOOOTTT*

She repeated this process for every child, making sure to account for each of their personalities. For the sportsy ones, she gave them the rubber balls, the animal lovers the animals, the trendy kids the fidget spinners, the cool kids the yo-yos, etc.

Every lego micro build was specifically designed to cater to their interest. From spaceships, to comic book superheroes, to military vehicles, to the occasional attractive looking robot girl. For the more creative artistic ones however she just gave them a bunch of random pieces.

Every capsule, she double checked if they contained something that the kid would probably like. The capsules were relatively big so they could still contain something mildly interesting, Most of the toys were more or less micro-sized versions of their bigger versions however.

Her ass was quite the noisy vocalist when it came to the balloons though.

Sometimes her ass was loud and powerful.

*PBBRRFFRAARTEFETPTT*

*BRPFAFRTAARTT*

*BHRRRAAAPPTT*

Sometimes it was relatively quiet and calm.

*pfffttt*

*pffFrrTrtT*

*tofootoffptoot*

Everytime, she was very embarrassed, though she felt like she somewhat deserved it considering what she made the kids experience. So she tolerated it for them.

With her high pitched helium gas, she has inflated many types of balloons, from the normal mono-colored spheres, to obnoxiously large ones shaped like random emojis, to more detailed ones like a star, to the ones that are spheres but have cute designs.

Each time her rear produced a unique noise.

*PFFFTOOTTO*

*PBRAFATOOFTT*

*PPBRROFFFFFERTTTTT*

*PBFtrtFFFRTFRTF*

Everytime she ran out of gas, she had to quickly refill herself by attaching a gas tank of helium to her mouth. Sucking it all up before going back to inflating the balloons. Sometimes she’d burp too if she sucked up too much gas.

*BURAPP* “Oh! Excuse me,” She would say before giggling, embarrassed.

Aside from that, the line up was relatively uneventful, aside from the kid who’s head was still on fucking fire, with the junior fire fighter still trying his best, Jake being nice and kind by sharing his prize with the other kids who allowed him to keep the trophy, this small act of kindness actually got him genuine praise from Cheri which he cherished, and the antics one of the more unusual kids.

Child 21 was currently sitting at the back of the line, suddenly he heard footsteps behind him, he looked back and saw child 6 who had a weird blush on his face, “Uh dude, why are you here, didn’t you already get your prize?” He asked him, suspicious. “Uhhh” Was all he could say before he ran off.

Eventually every child got their prize, which was good as her stomach containers were now running out. “Phew,” She said as she slapped a hand on her bum, “I think that was all of them, does everyone have a prize now? Please raise your hand if you don’t” No one raised their hand, though child 6 looked contemplative.

“Alright, good, is everyone happy with what they got,” She hesitantly asked. Some of the kids were genuinely happy with what they got, others weren’t content but were polite enough to not show it though she could still tell with her highly advanced eyes that scanned all of their expressions. Some of them expressed their disappointment, usually with a big sigh or a straight up no. She can’t blame them though, what they got wasn’t nearly worth the trouble they were put through, so she feels extremely guilty.

“Okay I can tell that some of you aren’t happy and that’s okay, I’m not happy as well I understand, some of them were rather disappointing, I am very sorry,” She sincerely said, which boosted the spirits of her playmates. She can’t blame herself too much though, as it’s not like she chose what got shoved inside her. That was probably the fault of her boss. Suddenly she got an idea.

“Hmm, I think got an idea of how to salvage this session,” She snapped her fingers to get all of their attention, “Kids how about this, I try to convince my boss to give me a thousand dollars or so, then we all go on a really fun shopping spree at the toy store, how about that?” The kids looked at each other with joy and rejoiced, loving her idea. Cheri smiled, glad to put smiles on their faces again.

They all quickly gathered their belongings and walked out the door, the kids following Cheri. The winners, aside from Jake due to the other kids helping him lift it, were forced to drag their extremely heavy trophies along the ground. Soon everyone was now out the door, leaving the room empty and silent.

After a few minutes, a saw blade sliced through the door and cut it open. The door then fell down, revealing Drake Bell. “I HAVE THE POWER SAW,” He screamed madly while laughing maniacally. He stopped however, when he realized that Josh was nowhere to be found in the room. It was silent and completely devoid of any life.

His jaw dropped when he realized that he was too slow and thus arrived far too late. He summed up his thoughts with a single word.

“SHIT!”