three people, cloaked by darkness. The one directly in front of him was dressed in a black jumpsuit with blue outlines, while the other two were far back enough in the room's doorway that he couldn't quite see many details about them. What he was able to notice was their size, however. Each one had a hulking, massive frame. The one with the gun, a wolf, was easily over 300 pounds, his black and blue suit struggling slightly to contain his size. The others were even bigger, somewhere closer to 400 pounds. He wasn't sure if he was dreaming such a ridiculous sight until the gun-holder started talking.
"What do you know about Sweet Bee Candy LLC's experimental facility?," the wolf barked at him. "Where's CEO Leonard Sweebee?"
After a beat, Chase said, "I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm night security. No one has told me anything other than 'watch the cameras' and 'check the machines once a night' since I started 18 months ago."
The wolf, who had just seconds ago looked ready to shoot, suddenly pulled his gun away from Chase's face and turned to his fellow thugs. "He's an innocent," the wolf said. "Uh... what do we do? We checked the premises and no one else is here, it's just him."
"Stick to the plan other than the part where we get Sweebee, then," one of the others replied. As he stepped into the room, Chase saw that one of the two thugs may not exactly be a thug. The fat German Shepherd, wearing a full-size blue jumpsuit much like the one the fox was wearing, continued, "Hey, kid, sorry we put a gun in your face. Wings, get in here." Behind the dog walked in a massively fat female hawk, her jumpsuit white.
"What do you know about Sweet Bee, since you've been here so long?", the German Shepherd said.
"Honestly, next to nothing," Chase replied. "I took this job straight out of high school, mostly so I could sleep most shifts and get paid for it. I didn't even know who Leonard Sweebee was until you just said he was the CEO."
"Huh. Team, a word?" The three fat furries filed out of the room for a minute, then came back in. "So... you want the short or long story?", the German Shepherd continued.
"Let's do the short one," Chase said.
"OK. So the company you've been working for in the last year and a half? Not exactly all gumdrops and lollipops, despite the fact that it makes those. You probably haven't seen anything since you're only here overnight, but the CEO has spent the last few years developing some... experiments, let's call them. Not a good guy. Not good experiments. We used to work here too," the dog said, gesturing to the rest of his team. "Were you ever offered a tester role?"
"Hm..." Chase thought. "Once they asked me if I'd be willing to take on a second role for more money, but once I said no they didn't even explain it," the fox said.
"Yeah, so you have. The three of us were on the assembly line during daytime, so anything for more money sounded good to us. We took it about two years ago, before you started."
"So we were brought into a backroom in the basement," the dog continued, "and they gave us each a special piece of chocolate. They said it was a new recipe they were trying to perfect. After we ate it, we each felt weird, but nothing else happened. They looked really disappointed and fired us on the spot, saying we weren't good fits for the company any more. We were all friends - oh, by the way, names, how rude of me," he said, gesturing to the others, "this is Silence, that's Wings and I'm Arms."
"What's with the names?", Chase said.
"I'll get to that. So the next morning, we decided to meet up for breakfast at a diner two towns over and try to find new jobs, and that's when things really started getting weird. Breakfast started out normal, but after we each got our first meals, we were still hungry, so we ordered again, ate and split up to send out applications. When we were each on our own, less than an hour later, the hunger kicked back in. For the rest of the day, we ended up eating every hour, and every hour we got hungrier. Eventually, Silence found himself at a local burger shack where he was eating burgers nonstop, while Wings and I ended up at the buffet and couldn't stop eating for hours. The next morning, we were all huge, the size you see before you, but that wasn't it. Silence here realized he was flexible and could move without making any noise. Even though she was huge, Wings' wings worked for the first time ever and she could fly. And I," he said, raising Chase's desk in the air without breaking a sweat, "had super strength."
"That's when Sweet Bee came after us. They sent a team of goons to each of our houses. Silence managed to run away, Wings managed to flew away, and I had to beat everyone up," Arms said sheepishly.
"We all finally managed to meet up, where we saw what happened to each other and realized there was something wrong with the chocolate we had all eaten. Turns out Sweet Bee is trying to develop a brainwashing candy that'll make everyone who buys it fat and hungry, addicted to Sweet Bee food. And they messed it up so bad with us that we got superpowers out of the deal. Ever since, we've been fighting crime and trying to stop Sweet Bee from hurting anyone else."
"But Sweet Bee hasn't hurt anyone else and I've never heard of you."
"Who's going to tell the police an evil candy company came after them? Is the news going to put someone on who says three fat people saved them? We're underground. Oh, here's your proof," Arms said. He left the room and came back in, carrying a massive box full of thousands of candy bars. "These are exactly what we had to eat way back when, and we're taking them."
"So I'm going to be in huge trouble tomorrow when those disappear," Chase said.
"Huh. We hadn't really thought about that," Wings said. "They're probably going to call the police and have you arrested."
"And I'm in trouble with the cops already," Chase said.
"Oh."
The three huddled up again for a minute.
"So, we came up with two options," they said.
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