Wallflower Blush looked down at her shoe. It was a five-inch clown shoe with a red clown nose on the toe part. She wanted to stare at her creation. There was a need for absolution; they needed to understand her pain. The twelve-gouge shotgun in her hand was heavy but ready to ground pound the students to pieces. Their blood split open and stained the carpet. This would be her solace and her final act. Wallflower Blush dreamed of avenging the torture of her life. The bullies would not stop torturing her with insults. They mocked her existence to where she had to kill them with her might.
The door to the school sat alone. Wallflower Blush’s breath blew on her skin. It was a cold day and the shotgun was filled with plenty of ammo. She kicked the door open and was overflowed with heaps of jelly. It broke over the floor and lifted her up. The mass of jelly swallowed her whole and sealed the door with the flow of sticky jell.
Do not fret child, I know your pain, but the ones you have called to die are all gone now, they are one with the jelly and so will you be as well.
It carried her through the gelatinous ooze until she was at its apex in the middle of the cafeteria. She could breath oxygen through the jelly. It was impossible to understand, but peace came through her mind as her skin began to tear apart. There was no pain as the jelly devoured her essence.
You will be devoured yes, and created into a new organism, a pony to my liking, a new form to cater to a new beginning.
She tried to scream, but the jelly was stifling to her voice. There was no escape as she tried to move her arms, to be contained by the sticky mass. A light shined from inside the jell and in it at its center, was Hughbert Jellius. He had become one with the cream, the bountiful grape-flavored jelly had consumed all the students. He sat crossed in the center of the jell. The shotgun disintegrated, but Wallflower Blush felt a sensation of pleasure across her body.
She tried to speak to him, but couldn’t talk amidst the jelly.
Do not try to conversate with me, a god without untold power, I am Hughbert and you will see a new future!
Her skin and body burned to the point where they melted in the gelatinous ooze. She screamed from the pain until she was nothing but a brain. Then Hughbert moved the brain to the other side of the cafeteria and threw her into a new form, outside the breeding grounds. Her form was pony-like, but entirely made of gelatin. She opened her eyes and was a jelly pony, gelatinous with ooze. She spoke and her voice sounded the same but with a weird trill.
“What have I become?” said Wallflower Gush.
Then the rest of the students gushified had come, they welcomed the new Wallflower Gush with open jelly hooves.
“Come with us,” they said. “We don’t think you are a nerd anymore now, we love you”.
They went down the drain with their amorphous forms and showed her the truth.
“Can you see, Wallflower Gush, Hughbert will transform this whole planet into a paradise, no more pain or suffering or mean words ever again!” they said. “We are free”.
Droves of jelly connected through the sewers, collecting humans and turning them into jelly ponies. They could not fight back, their forms being devoured to feed the jelly form. There was no escape, they were taken from bathrooms and convenience malls, homes, anywhere really. They were all one with the jelly, and there would be no turning back.
With the jelly being fed and people turning into jelly ponies, Wallflower Blush thought of her past life and smiled a jelly smile. No more of the horrible words and bullying students had conceived. Not even a wedgie or an ear noogie. She was truly free from the torment.
Wallflower Gush leaped in the air and was caught by another jelly pony, she laughed and giggled to her heart's content. She felt so happy, no more pain or suffering, only the jelly.
Do you see now my child, we are all one, together, no more need of vengeance, all you have is jelly now.
“I am accepted,” said Wallflower Gush. “Now I feel a part of something for once”.
They all hugged each other laughing and giggling. The jelly had presented a new life for them. All she could do was smile.
“We love you Wallflower Gush” they said. “We love you Wallflower Gush” they said. “We love you Wallflower Gush” they said.
She woke up.
Wallflower Blush screamed and saw that she wet her bed.
“Holy cannoli, what an awful dream” she opened her window to let the breeze in. She put her fingers on her eyes and squeezed. From the window door came Hughbert Jelliu’s head emerging from below covered with grape jelly, oozing with strawberry jam…
WE ARE ONE WITH THE JELLY The jelly is one.
We are one with the jelly the jelly is one.
WE ARE ONE WITH THE JELLY The jelly is one.
WE ARE ONE WITH THE JELLY The jelly is one.
WE ARE ONE WITH THE JELLY The jelly is one.
WE ARE ONE WITH THE JELLY The jelly is one.
WE ARE ONE WITH THE JELLY The jelly is one.
WE ARE ONE WITH THE JELLY The jelly is one.
WE ARE ONE WITH THE JELLY The jelly is one.
WE ARE ONE WITH THE JELLY The jelly is one.
No escape from the jelly for we have begun the jellification that is won.
You will not escape or plead for justice. Come dip your cracker into the winning jell.
There is no freedom only jell that welcome you away from hell.
Pray for me m’lord, do tell.
There is only one thing that matters.
Jam jelly jam jelly jam jelly jam jelly.
