The Perfect Subjects | A BfB/BfDI fanfic

Almost Home

I woke up earlier than usual. I had to be there early, per Foster's request. I had to be a little quieter, with Teressa sleeping in the guest room. She was overjoyed to meet the kids already here. They slept in her bed they were so excited.

Driving was difficult. I could feel myself lose focus from the horrible anxiousness clouding my thoughts.

Foster wasn't here. The small parking lot was empty, besides my car. Good. I rushed into the lab, a big fabric bag in hand.

"...Hello?" I called out into the empty lab. The lights were off. I was just making sure. I ran to the lab and inspected the area. They're all here. It was a sad sight. Most of them were near their friends. I began gently scoping them into the bag. With all of them in the bag, I noticed a note on the table.

I already have the effectives, don't be confused when you notice they're not in the rooms. I left the needles on this table, the solutions already in it. Once your down you can throw them out in the dumpster across the street, make sure you make them unrecognizable.
-Foster

I scoffed to myself. What a causal letter about killing them. I'll need to find a way to get the effectives too. I stuffed the letter in my lab coat pocket. I must've put on the coat out of habit. Kids in bag, I walked out of the lab, needles in hand. I stuffed the three needles in the dirt outside and injected the liquid into it. Empty needles. I'll throw them away at home, something usually frowned upon. But I don't think this is the situation for the normal needle disposing protocol.

The drive home was dead silent, my brain filled with fear of Foster figuring me out. They wouldn't check dumpsters. No way. The bag was buckled up in the back seat. I heard a scream and jumped.

"How am I- did it not- ARE THEY DEAD?!" Snowball yelled out anxiously, I could recognize his voice.

"Morning Snowball! I'm sorry you thought you were dying, don't worry they're all asleep!" He breathed heavily.

"So we aren't going to- where are we?!" He, of course, was not used to a new environment. I stuck my hand behind my seat towards him.

"Here climb up." He warily climbed into my hand. I held him up to the window next to me, the environment outside fast-moving. He stared in awe.

"What is all this? It's all blurry."

"Well, we're moving fast, so it makes it look blurry. This is what's outside the lab. Where humans live. Once we get to my house you'll see it better." Snowball kept his eyes focused on the world outside the car.

"It's...nice." We both heard a muffled moving sound. It was hard to make out a voice.

"Okay, I'll put you back in the bag, can you help them out?" Snowball nodded and I twisted my arm around to put him in the bag. I listened to the small rummaging until I could finally hear a voice.

"What's going on?" 8-Ball asked in his calm voice. I guess I'd be explaining this a lot.

I was finally home, everyone up to Cake was awake, leaving 25 still asleep in the bag.

"Oh and quick warning before we go in there's another person. They're nice but I'm just warning." I told them before finally walking inside.

"Teressa I'm home!" I yelled out. They rushed out of the kitchen and jumped into my arms, hugging me.

"Welcome home! Where are they?!" She asked excitedly.

"I'm this bag now stop crushing me!" They laughed and broke the hug.

"Oh lemme see em!" She reached for the bag, which I pulled away.

"Careful! A lot of them are still sleeping and the ones that are awake will be nervous! We need to be careful." They nodded quietly. We both decided to sit on the floor in my living room. I opened the bag carefully and one by one let out the conscious object. They looked around in a mix of awe and confusion.