Yo-Yo was happily sitting in a chair beside Jemma. She had a big smile on her face. Daisy had called her a good girl. She liked that Daisy had called her a good girl. It felt really nice. Yo-Yo liked Daisy a lot. Daisy was so smart. Daisy liked Yo-Yo. Yo-Yo liked that Daisy liked her. It made Yo-Yo feel so nice.
"Uhhh! Uhhh! MOOOOO!" Jemma moaned, her body shaking as she sat in the machine. "MOOOOOO!"
Yo-Yo barked in surprise and leaped off of her chair. What was going on? What was wrong?
"Uhhhh! MMMMOOOOO! MMMMMILK ME!" Jemma moaned. "MMMMILK!"
Her whole body shook.
* * *
Melinda stop her work-out. There was something wrong with it, but she couldn't quite place it.
She shrugged and hopped off of the treadmill. She headed down the hall, making sure to give her walk a nice prance to it. It felt good and showed everyone how elegant she was, the sort of person who won plenty of prizes and got nice rewards for them.
She had a contented smile on her face, not questioning exactly what she meant by prizes.
* * *
Daisy entered the room.
"Hello, Natasha, I have something for you."