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The Story So Far – (Picking up from the Week [29] story – The Truth Shall Be Televised)

A certain Doctor Fremd enlisted a couple of students from the local college to film a promo for his research work, hoping to use the PR film to help secure funding to continue his experiments.

After claiming he already received a grant from their school and when the two students filming the piece specifically asked about the funding, the doctor threw them into a locked cell, occupied by one of his more successful experiments: Rogi, an assistant twice the size of an adult human.

Rogi agrees to help Hal and Ray, the students, to get out of their circumstance if they agree to help Rogi and the other experiments by killing them.

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Hal and Ray stared at each other, mouths agape.

“What are we supposed to do?” Hal whispered to his classmate. “We can’t kill Rogi. I got a two point oh in Bio because I wouldn’t dissect a frog!”

“I don’t know,” Ray said in a hushed tone, scanning the floor with his camera light. “But, I wouldn’t have a single worry about killing off those beetles that were on my shoe.”

“And what exactly are these other creatures?” asked Hal. “What if they’re just as big as Rogi? Trying to kill them would be like trying to kill a Subaru! Even if we wanted to, which we do not!” Hal paused and looked into the camera. “Shouldn’t you be saving that battery for when we really need it?”

“Don’t worry. I have two more fully charged in my pack,” Ray nodded. “But you’re right. I don’t see an answer to any of this.”

Rogi waved Hal and Ray over to a corner of the cell and he pushed a brick which revealed a foothold. Rogi slid the front part of his right foot into the hold and leaned against the wall. After a moment, the wall began to move, slightly at first, then swung, like a door, into what looked like a hallway.

“Was this house constructed by Doctor Fremd or did he buy it like this?” Hal asked.

“This place is all I’ve ever known,” cried Rogi.

The three of them gingerly stepped down this hallway and at the end of it was the laboratory. All sorts of cages and cases filled with all kinds of creatures.

“Look at this!” Ray called, pointing out a rat with a full spread of peacock feathers.

“Yeah, okay,” said the rat. “It’s great for getting dates, but horrible for trying to escape.”

Ray blanched and quickly walked away.

“We are the experiments,” said Rogi. “We need help.”

“I think we can work some things out,” Hal said, examining a shelf with various medicines. “Try some of this!” Hal uncorked and handed a large (to him) bottle that Rogi held easily in the palm of his hand. He swallowed it whole.

“Mm. Tasty,” Rogi said. “What was that?”

“I don’t know exactly, but it was labeled ‘Pain Relief,’” Hal said, expectantly. “Do you feel any different?”

“Yes. I feel good. I feel better! I want I want Iiiiiiieeeee!”

Ray stared at Hal, “What did you give him?”

“It was right here on this shelf! Pain Relief.” That’s when Hal noticed the other box: Penis Release, right next to it, and also empty.

“Listen Rogi, you have to concentrate.” Hal said. “Think about baseball scores or ‘The Golden Girls’ or something!”

Rogi’s yelps brought another visitor to the lab.

“What is this?!” Doctor Fremd shouted and the room fell silent. He turned to the two college students. “How did you escape that cell?” The room remained deathly still.

“It doesn’t matter,” the doctor lamented, “I’ll just have to increase the security around this place, right Rogi?”

Doctor Fremd eyeballed Rogi. “Is there something wrong?”

Rogi said nothing; he just tried to breathe deeply and smoothly.

“Doctor, what’s going on here?” Ray jumped in. “There are some very unusual creatures here and they are apparently suffering.”

“That is completely untrue,” Doctor Fremd insisted. “Isn’t that right, Rogi?”

“He’s the one suffering most of all!” Hal said. “And you’re not doing anything about it.”

“Oh, come now, Rogi,” the doctor tried. “You know I have taken care of you. And I didn’t forget the promise of a companion for you. Would you like that? Hm?”

Rogi let out a wimper and suddenly there was what looked like an oak tree trunk sitting in front of him. He turned and it smashed the cages open, releasing the creatures within.

Before the “oak” could pin him inside, Doctor Fremd scuttled out of the lab and upstairs. That’s when the rest of the crew went on the move. They marched up the staircase and to the front door.

Rogi got to the door but only his extra member could exit. That’s when Hal gave the command that did the job.

“Rogi,” he said, “fuck this house.”

Rogi yelled and motioned his hips back and forth in the portal and after three thrusts, the front façade of the house collapsed freeing him. He pummeled the frame of the door and the other creatures followed along.

“He’s getting away!” Ray yelled, filming the progress.

“Not if I can help it!” said the Peacock Rat, who ran along the oak with super quick speed. And as he was doing that, it engorged Rogi even more, “catching up” to the doctor. Rogi turned and knocked the doctor’s course, pushing him off to the right and near the lookout footpath.

The rat nearly reached the doctor too, tickling Rogi all the way by brushing feathers along the shaft. Rogi turned again and knocked the doctor onto the lookout path as the rat reached out and mouthed the hem of Fremd’s lab coat.

The rat ran up the spine of the doctor’s coat and settled on his head, splaying the feathers out in front of the doctor’s eyes, just as he approached the small wire fence next to the cliffside.

Rogi turning and brushing himself across the field of soft, gentle and scratchy weeds did it… A sudden burst of cream jolted into the doctor, he slipped on it, tried to catch his balance, but a second, larger burst followed it, covering his lower half entirely and spinning him around.

But it was the third burst that sent him sliding in the direction of the fence, and toppled him over the edge, tripping across the top, into a freefall, out of sight.

“Oh wow! The rat went over too!” Ray shouted, as the students carefully approached the area, making sure not to step in the wet spots.

“Um, not quite,” came the voice from below. The rat was on the very lowest edge of the fence, hooked by one of its own feathers. “I told you these made it hard to escape!”

Just then both Ray and Hal’s phones started buzzing. Hundreds of people on campus saw the video and were texting to let them know the authorities were on their way.

Later, after the scene was cleaned up, Hal and Ray had a chance to talk to Rogi.

“Listen. We hope you’ll be alright. Do you know what you’re going to do now?” Hal asked.

“There’s a nature preserve in Montana that they said would accept most of us,” Rogi said. “They can help us be more comfortable and will bring in researchers to understand our circumstances.”

“Oh that sounds wonderful,” Ray smiled.

“It’s just…”

“What, Rogi?” Hal asked.

“I never did get my special someone, like the doctor promised.”

They all sat quietly for a moment. But then, Rogi started to get an erection.

“Rogi!” Both Hal and Ray shouted.

Up popped the Peacock Rat, swishing his tail. “You know, I can be a really, really great companion!”

Then, they all laughed and laughed!

//

This story was written for LJ Idol and was based on The Future Shall Rise, a story by halfshellvenus, written during Week 15 of this season’s competition, AND was written using the prompt Impossible

Comments

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i_17bingo
Sep. 5th, 2017 09:48 pm (UTC)
That was shockingly upbeat, when you consider how the last one ended.
penpusher
Sep. 5th, 2017 10:06 pm (UTC)
Ha! I hope that doesn't make you think it was "impossible." But seriously, I was angling for a happy ending throughout. I just needed to find the happy. Thanks for jumping right in!
messygorgeous
Sep. 6th, 2017 04:06 am (UTC)
Well that was certainly...unexpected, lol! I grinned throughout and felt fairly spent by the end. 😉 So glad our intrepid camera crew made it out alive, that Rogi is to have a lovely home in a nature preserve and that the peacock rat didn't drown - yet.
penpusher
Sep. 7th, 2017 06:54 pm (UTC)
So glad you liked! I was going for a positive ending and something a bit lighter than the first half of the tale.
bleodswean
Sep. 6th, 2017 03:35 pm (UTC)
You are wasting your obvious talents here in Idol. You need to be writing Viagra ads.
penpusher
Sep. 7th, 2017 06:55 pm (UTC)
This may be my favorite compliment on anything I've ever written! Thanks!
beeker121
Sep. 6th, 2017 05:38 pm (UTC)
Good triumphed, evil was defeated, and Rogi made a special friend. This is silly in the best ways.
penpusher
Sep. 7th, 2017 06:56 pm (UTC)
Glad you took it in the spirit it was intended! It deserved a fun and amusing ending. Thanks very much for reading.
halfshellvenus
Sep. 7th, 2017 01:34 am (UTC)
Hahahah! And also, ewwww. I'm glad you enjoyed the original story enough to make such extensive material out of it!

And you know, Dr. Fremd DID get what was coming to him (yikes, accidental pun), so justice was served. :D

But what would the rat get out of that relationship? How long could it last?

I spent far too much time while reading this trying to decide if that mutation made for a more attractive rat, or a truly hideous peacock. Both?
penpusher
Sep. 7th, 2017 07:05 pm (UTC)
Yeah! Well... It was great that the prompt allowed for me to continue the story - and that I was able to make it a bit more lighthearted in the end. I think that it definitely made for a nicer looking rat... but certainly some peacocks look kind of ratty, truth be told!

Thanks again for a great bit of inspiration.
marlawentmad
Sep. 7th, 2017 03:31 am (UTC)

I really didn't see our narrative going here when I pondered it last week!

penpusher
Sep. 7th, 2017 07:12 pm (UTC)
I was in the mood for some levity, and the whole thing required a happy ending. Too much seriousness lately. Thanks for reading and I hope you found it worthwhile.
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