"wait! What does that mean? I can't stay here forever!" Violet shouted from the bowl as she helplessly flapped her hands and feet in protest. She didn't want any of this, she only desired to have this nightmare end. Unfortunately for her, things were going to get a lot stranger as the bowl opened up from the side and a band of workers proceeded to roll her away from the juicing machine.
"Get off of me and fix this!" Violet demanded as she tried to keep from dribbling juice as she was rolled. The workers paid no heed and continued to their path. Violet tried to get a bearing on her surroundings, but with everything constantly spinning about, she had very little luck. What she did notice, considering a few minutes passage, was that she was coming up to a fairly well-sized door. One of the workers paced up and slid a distinct card key through a control panel, followed with a pleasant *ding*. The door slowly swung open to reveal a blinding wave of sunlight, forcing Violet to shut her eyes in frustration and wait for the passing of herself through the door before opening them in surprise to her new surroundings.
"What is this place..." she wondered as she was further rolled to what appeared to be a massive bush littered with strange vines around the base. The workers made swift work placing Violet under this bush in a slight dicot and ensured her upright position before strolling off.
"Hey! You can't leave me like this! Help me!" Violet called to them in desperation, but to no avail. She wanted to cry so badly, to wish her mother to come and save her from this terrible dream, but she was too strong, too stubborn to shed such useless things as tears and make false wishes. What she needed was a plan of escape, but that was to be difficult with her current condition. She decided the best option for now was to analyze her location and then work from there. Not much seemed to be around but what appeared like someone's backyard, with the exception of some rather giant bushes. Even the grass beneath her felt fairly real. Strange, it was far too cold and out of season for this, perhaps she was in some form of greenhouse substitute. In either case, Violet couldn't help be eel rather pleasant under the brilliant sunlight reflecting off her body, it was almost pleasurable.
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