“What are you looking at, Dill?”
It was a very hot mid-morning. Dill and Celery were outside their hut wearing their radiation suits as always. Since the nuclear fallout fifteen years ago, everything just got drenched in radiation. It was mandatory for everyone to build their homes underground, much like bomb shelters but layered in liquid lead and aluminum to repel radiation. They only get to go out if their radiation suits are dry enough. Dill and Celery have been best friends long after the fallout. It happened five years before they were born. Ever since radiation poured over the Earth, the strangest things happened—the unprotected individuals mutated into Colin Firth (even women), the whales started speaking, and the only trees that survived were the experimental biogenetic chocolate trees. All men, women, and children who looked like Colin Firth stayed in a city called the City of Firth where they had their own chocolate industry.
Celery followed Dill at the edge of the cliff. Dill was looking at the vast ocean that has already turned the darkest blue. The only animals left are the whales—killer whales, sperm whales, and sei whales. It seemed that the radiation made their DNA more modified. As a result, since that fateful day, all whales were capable of speaking the human language.
“I wonder where Paprika is,” Dill said as he maintained his gaze over the dark blue waters.
“I don’t know. She said she was just going to ask Dr. Willard about the chocolate harvester for whales,” Celery answered. “She said that it would be great income for whales to harvest chocolates for the factory,” she added.
“That was three hours ago. What’s taking her so long? Is Dr. William “Willie Wonka” Willard making her taste his experimental chocolates gain? “said Dill.
“I hope not. The last time she came out of the factory, she was floating! It was cool and all but just a little weird for a killer whale to do,” Celery said. She joined Dill in waiting for their close aquatic mammalian friend.
“What’s for dinner?” Dill asked with a naughty smile.
Celery looked at him in an annoyed way and said, “Chocolate stew with white chocolate biscuits and chocolate cream. Chocolate shaped fruit on the side.”
“Don’t you ever get tired of asking me that every single day?” she added. Ever since the fallout, all they had to eat was chocolate. The factory was there to make the sole produce from the chocolate trees a bit interesting. Spices, meat, and vegetables were totally wiped off the face of the earth (This is why everyone born during the fallout was named after spices).
Dr. Willard (who looked like Colin Firth) thought of ways to experiment with chocolates. They produced chocolates for floating, breathing underwater, skin perfection, wound healing, shampoos, conditioners, soap, and almost anything that is imaginable. Taste and shape are also modified in the factory to excite the taste buds.
“I would love to stay for dinner, then,” a familiar voice said. Dill and Celery turned around to see who it was and it was and to their surprise, it was Dr. Willard.
“Where’s Paprika?” Dill asked as he raised his left eyebrow.
“She’s right there! Can’t you see—oh right. I let her taste my new chocolate flavor—invisibility chocolate,” Dr Willard proudly said as he watched waves of water come toward them. Suddenly, there was a loud thud against the side of the cliff.
“I think Paprika may have been a little too excited,” Dr. Willard said. The three ran down the side of the cliff. The effects of the invisibility chocolate were starting to fade. Paprika was dazed.
“Are you okay, Paprika?” Celery asked as she ran toward the injured whale.
“I’m okay. It was effective, doc. Did you give your chocolates to Dill?” paprika reminded Dr. Willard.
“Oh yes! Right…Here, Dill. Tell your pregnant mother to eat these chocolates five times a day, to counter the effects of radiation on her pregnancy,” Dr. Willard said. “Radiation is still quite strong and that will prevent your future brother or sister from becoming one of the Firths.”
Dill, Celery, and Paprika looked at each other. The reason why Dr. Willard never stops experimenting with chocolate was that he wanted to look for a reversal formula for the City of Firth.
“Thank you, doc,” Dill said empathetically. “Someday, you will find that cure. By then, you could finally know which one is really your wife.”
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