Vanessa inspected her new pets. The nine pitiful whites were separated into different groups, all of them cowering in the presence of the giant teenage Latina. There appeared to be a family of four, a mother and father with their daughter and son. All of them had long blonde hair, with the father sporting a long beard and prominent chest hair. The middle-aged parents seemed to be trying to calm their frightened young children.
Vanessa turned her attention to the young romantic couple next to them. The man had long brown hair, while the woman had curly red hair. Both were nestled in each other's arms, seemingly in an attempt to comfort each other. Vanessa marveled at how adorable they were before shifting her focus to the last three whites. There were two young men and a woman, though she couldn't tell if the woman was romantically involved with either of them. The woman had light blonde hair, while the two men had different shades of brown. Even though the three of them were a bit more calm than the others, she could tell that they were still afraid of her.
After checking out her new acquisitions, Vanessa took her sisters' advice and went to the bathroom to clean up her pets. Their pale white bodies were all covered in filth from who knows what. Considering how unkempt they were, they must have managed to stay hidden all this time since the virus first hit. Now, they were in better hands.
In the bathroom, Vanessa ran some warm water before eventually initiating the sink plug. As the sink filled with water, she squirted in soap, and the water quickly bubbled with soapsuds. When the sink was half full, she turned off the faucet.
Cleaning time began when Vanessa picked up the bucket and dumped the whites into the sink. The tiny whites flailed in the air for a split second before splashing into the soapy pool. They emerged to the surface, panicking to breathe as Vanessa dipped her hands in. Huge waves formed as she took her hands and massaged each white one by one, scrubbing their bodies thoroughly. The whites cried out in pain, both from the rough handling and the near-drowning experience.
Once they were all scrubbed, she turned on the faucet at low pressure and rinsed each one before returning them to the bucket. Although they were all squeaky clean now, their hair still looked wild and unkempt. She thought she could easily cut the hair of the women and children, but the men would be another problem with their bushy body hair.
Vanessa bent down and searched the cabinet under the sink, grabbing a plastic cup and an unmarked bottle. She twisted the bottle open and poured the clear solution into the cup. She grabbed one of the adult males and plunged him headfirst into the burning liquid. The man flailed about excessively, but she held on as the solution did its work. All the hair on his body fell off, leaving him as bare as the day he was born. She repeated this to the other three adult males before running off to grab some scissors.
When she returned, she grabbed one of the females and pinned her to the bathroom counter. The woman screamed as Vanessa maneuvered her head and cut off a chunk of her hair. Though a bit uneven, she was pleased with the result and dumped the white woman in the bucket before giving haircuts to the others. The children were harder to handle because they were more wiggly, but she got the job done. The end result left her pets now in well-groomed condition.
Satisfied, she pulled out her phone, opened Snapchat, and snapped a picture of the nine whites in the bucket, captioning it with “new YTs 😍” before posting it to her story. It was a depressing picture for the whites, who looked at the camera with despair on their faces. But for Vanessa and her friends, it was an amusing visual.
When her snap was posted, Vanessa went to her bedroom, where she had a clear terrarium on her dresser. Once a fish tank, it now served as a home for the twelve whites she had managed to gather since the virus first struck. Some were her former classmates, and others were complete strangers she stumbled upon. The intelligent little creatures offered much more amusement than that of a typical hamster or guinea pig. Now she had nine more whites to add to her ever-growing collection.
“Enjoy your home little ones.” Vanessa spoke as she scooped up the whites in the bucket and transferred them to the tank. She watched them for a while as they got acquainted with the others before checking out the amenities in the tank. The large water bottle designed for hamsters, which clung to the side of the tank, was half full, which meant she didn't have to refill it yet. There were still pieces of strawberry and pineapple left over from earlier, meaning they were also good on food. With her pets taken care of, she resumed her normal evening activities.
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