Health Drink

Health Drink
by
Haley

Jogging back to the house, I enter the back yard and do a few cool
down twists and turns before opening the sliding door and going in. I
should have known leaving Amy out of her cage would be a bad idea,
but I had to let her prove to me that she could be good while I was
out. After all I did not like leaving her caged up like some animal,
even though she was more of a pet now then anything else. Some part
of me still wanted her to have a life but another part of me loved
the control I had over her life.

My addias went crunch as I stepped inside the kitchen through the
door. Looking at the floor I saw chocolate chips and bits of cookie
scattered about. Looking over at upturned tray of cookies on the
floor I saw Amy fast asleep in the mess. The cookies that were still
intact all had little bites taken out of then. It didn’t take a genus
to figure out what had happened here.

Trying to control my temper I yelled out ‘Grrr AMY!’ my voice echoed
in the air as I bent down to start picking up the chips. I moved my
hand over a few of the cookies picking them up and righting the tray
to put them on. As I squatted my running shorts showed off my ass
nicely to anyone that would be behind me. "Look at the mess you
have made, and taken a bite out of each of the yard sale cookies! You
bad girl!" I scold her but I know it wouldn’t do any good.

"Mom...” Amy stammered, “It wasn't ME!" She said as she
slowly woke up realizing where she was. "It was... was Jenny! It
must have been her! She’s doing this to get me in trouble! You told
me not to! Why would I do this?" Her little voice squeaks as she
pleads with me, knowing she’s going to be punished for what she has
done.

Tossing the broken cookies and chips into the trash I adjust my
sports bra looking down at her. "Sigh why do you always blame
everything on your poor sister? You know she would never do anything
like this... you on the other hand WOULD." Shaking my head I
turn and grab a glass from the dish rack and then walk to the fridge.
I pause a minute and look back at Amy then the glass. Slowly an evil
grin comes across my face as I turn my attention back to Amy who’s
now standing on the counter. "You know something sweets... I
think I could go for a drink after my run.”

Turning, I open the fridge kicking off my running shoes, the smell of
my stinky feet soon fills that air. Looking inside I start to dig
around for things. Looking back at Amy I see she’s now sitting on the
counter looking at my ass. Smirking I think to my self ‘I never knew
she liked mommy. To bad that’s the last thing she’s going to see when
I flush her.’ Smiling to myself I turn my attention to the fridge
once more.

Humming to myself I reach in, get the yogurt, orange juice,
strawberries and a banana. ‘This should be enough’ I think to myself
standing back up setting the items on the sideboard. Moving around I
push the fridge door closed with my hips, if only they were smaller I
sigh. I am a fit girl but I always like to improve my looks for the
boys, as well as the girls. I move over near the sink and reach up
opening up the top cupboard and getting out the blender. “Shit I
forgot the ice cubes.” I say under my breath.

Setting the blender near Amy I return to the fridge and get out a few
ice cubes for my drink. Turning back I see Amy looking up at me with
a few tears in her eyes. Could she know what I have planed for her?
"What do you want now?" I ask, not letting her on to my
plan, but wanting to know what she is up to.

"I.... I am sorry Mom... but I NEVER did this... why don't you
believe me?" her eyes almost in tears as if she can guess what’s
coming or... maybe she really didn't do it. Sigh the moral dilemma of
being a parent. When are kids telling the truth or when are they
lying to your face. For Amy I will never know. Its to late now and I
want that drink.

"Because Hun... those are little bites and you were here...
so... if the shoe fits wear it! And if mommy wants a drink she’s
going to have one!" Grinning I drop the ice cubes and yogurt
into the blender and then look over at Amy. Amy watches on with
interest still sniffing a bit from her little cry act earlier
"Hmmmm you know... you would go good with this" I say as I
pick her up and rub her in my fingers “Yup very juicy to… your really
going to make this drink special for mommy sweetie.” I say as I dump
her on top of the yogurt.

"MOM!” Amy screams out as she tumbles and lands on the cold
mixture in the blender. “NO! What are you doing?" I watch her as
she tries to stand up, flopping around in the yogurt her feet hurting
because of the cold ice. She makes it to the side of the blender and
starts pounding on it for all she’s worth “GET ME OUT OF HERE!” she
screams up at me.

"Well hunny I can’t do that… you see I am making a Amy
Strawberry banana smoothie, and guess where I got that name
from!" I say as I slowly pour the orange juice into the blender.
I get down on the counter and watch her floating, clinging to an ice
cube covered in yogurt. “You know you do look very yummy hunny.” I
say licking my lips slowly as she bobs their shriving in fear, or
it’s because of the ice cube.

I watch her struggle for a few more minutes, screaming and yelling at
me to get her out of there. I just giggle and reach for my Walkman
and put it on listening to the tape and singing along. I chop up the
strawberries and start to peal the banana as I hum looking at Amy now
floating there crying. I move my hand and scoop up the banana and
strawberries and dump them in with her, and move my headphones off my
ears.

"You can't do this! Mom! Its murder!" I smile at here as I
lean on the counter looking into the blender and watch her. Amy
struggles but climbs on top of one of the bigger chunks of
strawberry. "I can and will... and its not murder Hun... your my
little berry, and are going to taste good! After all I need a health
drink!" It’s all I can do to keep from rubbing my self as I feel
a warm feeling build in-between my legs. I really get off on the
power and control I have over her, knowing I am about to end her
life.

I reach over, pick up the lid from the sideboard, and snap it on
tight. Looking back into the blender I say, "Wouldn’t want to
have Amy all over my kitchen now would we?" I laugh at my joke
as I look down at the controls. I move my finger until its right
above the lowest setting then turn my eyes back up to look at Amy.
"You Ready Amy?" I smirk as I see her clawing at the sides
of the blender.

"NO!" I hear her yell... "What was that? GO?" I
reply, "Ok... if you say so…" I press down on the button
and watch what happens. The blender starts spinning the sharp blades
and I hear Ice being turned into chips as it works. I watch as Amy
screams as she’s tossed around and almost slips under the liquid and
into the blades. Amy grabs onto a near by Banana chunk only to have
it sucked down and away from her into the blades. Before she goes
under I turn off the blender and watch things settle down. Amy treads
the liquid floating in amongst chunks of fruit and ice. The look on
her face lets me know she’s scared.

"MOM HELP ME! STOP THIS PLEASE! I AM SORRY ABOUT THE
COOKIES!" Her little hands bang on the side of the blender
clawing at it trying very hard to get out. I almost cried right there
but then I though back to all the problems she cause, and even today
the cookies that were for the bake sale. No I had to go through with
this. I moved my finger over to the highest setting “Bye hun… you
play nice with the blades.” Pressing the button I watch as the
blender starts to turn, things moving faster now inside as I watch
Amy struggle to keep afloat and then it happens. Amy’s little body is
pulled under the liquid. A few seconds later the blender makes a
funny noise as the liquid, though read to begin with becomes a bit
more reddish.

In the drink as things are mixing I see a few of her body parts fly
by, a leg an arm. I smile as I see her head pop up but then its taken
away aging, down into the blades to be chopped up into bits. I turn
my attention to the counter and let the blender work as I put things
away. ‘Serves her right for giving me all this trouble.’ I mumble as
I press stop on the blender after 3 minutes.

I grab my glass, unhook the top from the motor, and fill my glass
setting the rest back down. I move the glass to my lips and take a
sip "Mmmm Amy you make one hell of a smoothie!!" I say just
as Jenny walks into the kitchen. “Hey Mom, what are you making?” She
asks as she too grabs a glass spying the left over drink. “Oh just a
health drink sweetie… you want what’s left over?” I ask grinning as
she walks over picking up the container. “Sure!!” She says licking
her lips at the smell. I can’t help but giggle as I walk off to my
room, careful not to spill my drink.

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