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okay im gonna try to write something good but this is my first fan fic so bare with me.

It was cold in vykkers labs. Ever since Abe and Munch blew up one of the facilities they started to fly them at higher altitudes. The tempuratures up there were almost unbearable. The only rooms that were heated belonged to the vykkers themselves. The cold was supposed to keep us in line, it just killed us quicker. They had other safety precautions too, all interns and vykkers were outfitted with blitz packers and covered in armor. they started to hire sligs too, mostly big bros. When Abe blew up that first vykkers lab, it made things real difficult for us scrubs here on vykkers labs installment 147. we had all been confined to single 2 x 2 ft closets as living quarters and the number of interns and sligs on patrol makes sure no one could talk. Things had gotten bad. They have started using mudokons as test subjects more often, giving them more arms to add to productivity, ripping out our vocal chords, and testing those odd-awful products on us. Butt-Flo may sound funny, but when they order the mud next to you to drink 10 gallons of it, all you can do is watch him die a very slow and embarassing death. Then came the day when things changed and i would never be the same...........

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