I was there when you were born. Like most of our test subjects, you were sent in by Hasbio™. A new generation of fluffies, a new sample batch to make sure they’re ready for sale. The first real experience you had was my hand taking you from your mother.
By next week, your eyes were open. Your first words were the same as every single test subject I worked with before you. For some reason, it felt different that time.
I never had much of a problem carrying out any durability tests. I’m a professional anyway. You were a test subject all the same, so you got every test the books called for. I always felt a little bad when it was your turn though.
Despite all the hardships, you grew. You grew fast. Maybe it was because I would stay late and take extra care of you. I felt obligated to do that for some reason. You never seemed to be less excited to see me even after I put you through hell.
Eventually I knew you’d meet your limits. That was kind of the whole point. Exposure and injection tests left more lasting effects on you. For the first time in my career, I almost let someone else take over. I stayed because I was sure nobody else would’ve stopped when you said that stupid little two word phrase.
In retrospect, I think I get why the others wouldn’t have stopped. I was honestly being selfish when I wouldn’t let you go then. Part of me felt like you didn’t really mean it when you said that you wanted to die. Every time after that, it felt a lot more like you did mean it.
Once you stopped moving, I knew that you were at the end of your rope. Honestly, you dealt with a lot more than you really should have. It was hard to tell if you were excited at the prospect of death when I told you that today would be your last day. For all I know, you were still just happy to see me without a tool in my hands. The light never left your eyes when you saw me.
I chose this job because I knew I was cut out for it. I was allowed to take out my anger on the fodder that gets shipped in. It was almost therapeutic. I never expected that I would bond with any of the test subjects. This actually hurt. I loved you, little guy. Enjoy skettiland.
First upload in a while, I hope you all enjoy!
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