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Follow the characters from Alisa's storylines in GCT, and curse them as well as our MC!

This choice: On the way to the Expansive Candy factory...  •  Go Back...
Chapter #8

The Drive to the Factory

    by: Reneg4de Author IconMail Icon
“Alright, let's get something straight here, you two”.

Barely ten seconds into the drive, Alisa and Amber had already taken to glaring at one another, the silence between them like the calm before a devastating argument. Unwilling to let it even reach that stage, Adam spoke up, crossing his arms as he looked between the pair, adopting as stern a look as he could possibly muster.

“You both hate one another, I get that,” Adam said, looking first at Amber, then at Alisa. “But for this trip, can we at least act like we don’t wanna rip each other’s heads off? We’re all here to have a fun time and eat some candy, not to argue over who stole who from who!”

Alisa made a face, her eyes cold as she turned her icy gaze upon him. Thankfully, before she could speak, Amber piped up, her tone quite warm and energetic.

“For you, Adam, anything!” Amber said with a wink and a smile. “It shouldn’t be a problem getting along with Alisa here, unless she has a problem with it?”

Two sets of eyes looked at Alisa, who tried to fight their curious gazes with her own frigid scowl. Between Adam’s pleading brown eyes and Amber’s unusual willingness to call a ceasefire to their rivalry, she was forced to concede defeat, letting out a sigh as she turned to look out the window.

“...fine,” Alisa muttered, crossing her arms unhappily. “But if she tries anything to get back with you…”

“Oh, come on!” Amber laughed, reaching out to give Alisa a playful punch on the shoulder. “We’re on holiday! You really think I’m gonna spend my time in a candy factory coming up with schemes to win my boyfriend back?”

“YOUR boyfriend?!”

Alisa turned quickly, a vicious snarl leaving her lips. Sensing danger, Adam reached out, resting his hand on her knee. Suddenly, he regretted sitting across from the two girls, rather than between them.

“Pack it in, Amber,” Adam said, a dangerous edge to his voice. “And you as well, Alisa”.

Alisa let out a huff, turning to look towards the front of the limo, while Amber let out a lively giggle, relaxing in her seat and having a look around the interior. Adam did the same, folding his arms and resting his feet on the seat opposite him, glad that he had successfully defused the situation. Watching Amber closely, he cocked an eyebrow as she suddenly reached for a small shelf built into his armrest, pulling open a small door and revealing three small bowls.

“Hey, candy!” She exclaimed, drawing the attention of the other two. “One bowl for each of us! Hmmmm…”

Pulling out the three bowls, she rummaged through them, figuring out what each one held. They were all the same, she discovered, each holding two, small wrapped chocolates, one milk chocolate and the other dark, a packet of chewy gummies, and a wrapped caramel.

“Hey, E1, are we allowed to have these?” Amber asked their silent driver excitedly, looking towards the front.

“Correct, they were placed there for your enjoyment,” E1 confirmed, her voice coming over a small intercom above them.

“Awesome! Here, one for you, Adam, and one for Alisa…”

Amber handed out the small bowls, making sure to force a smile when she gave Alisa hers. In response, she got an extended stare, but no names were thrown about, there was no snarky comment, just a muttered ‘Thanks’. The trio went about exploring their bowls: Adam immediately tearing open one of the chocolates and devouring it in a single bite, Alisa inspected her caramel, and Amber immediately went for the bag. Ripping it open, her face fell as she stared at the gummies.

“H-Hey, does anyone wanna trade?” she asked curiously, holding up her bag. “I’m not a fan of these, so…”

“Sure”.

Amber blinked in shock as Alisa reached out, taking the bag from her hand and holding out her bowl. After a moment, Amber hesitantly reached down, eyes trained on Alisa the whole time for any sign of her yanking the bowl back, but it never happened. She scooped up Alisa’s milk chocolate, prompting the silverette to take her bowl back.

“Thanks, Alisa, much appreciated”.

“Don’t mention it,” Alisa replied curtly, picking out the few gummies and dropping them into her mouth. She chewed through them, slowing slightly as she caught sight of Adam’s smirk next to her. “What?”

“Nothing, nothing…” he chuckled, biting into his caramel as an excuse to remain silent for a while.

About fifteen minutes later, after everybody had finished their candy, they were all doing their own things again when the speaker above them crackled to life.

“We’ve arrived,” E1 said, the car coming to a smooth stop. “Make sure to take all your belongings with you, you may not be leaving in this vehicle later”.

“That doesn’t sound ominous at all,” Adam chuckled, peering out the window. Before them sat a pristine building, looking to have been constructed rather recently. A number of windows ran up the front of it, a few people visible within some of the lower ones while the upper ones were blacked out, presumably housing more senior employees.

“Damn, this place looks fancy!” Amber exclaimed, the first to step out of the limousine. Smiling gratefully at E1, the petite girl got a short nod in response. “Way nicer than any of the factories we have back home. Honestly, I’d work here”.

“Eh, working in a factory really isn’t for me,” Alisa said, following Amber out. “But yeah, the place does look really nice”.

Adam, having nothing extra to add, merely whistled as he admired the building, staring up at the highest windows. Shielding his eyes from the sun, he was about to say something when a black car pulled up behind the limousine, attracting their attention. As they watched, the back door opened, a familiar girl their age stepping out of the vehicle. Next to him, Alisa swore under her breath, suddenly looking quite worried.

“What’s up, babe?” Adam asked, pulling her off to the side. Amber curiously watched them go, but soon returned her attention to the factory.

“That’s… That’s Helena,” Alisa said glumly, refusing to look at the new arrival. “She… Well, she used to be my best friend but… a rumour got out of control and we don’t speak anymore. Like, at all. I tried a few times, but I don’t exist to her anymore!”

Adam looked over at Helena, who had finally noticed them. She first spotted Amber, offering a friendly wave, but when she caught sight of Adam and Alisa, her gaze hardened.

“She’s spotted us, hasn’t she?” Alisa asked, staring at a small outdoor seating area a bit away from them.

“Yeah, she has,” Adam responded, waving hesitantly at Helena. The blonde girl stared right through him before turning and striding off towards the factory. “She’s walking off now, though, so I think you’re safe”.

“For now…” Alisa mumbled unhappily. “What if she’s on the tour with us?”

“We’ll deal with that if it happens,” Adam said reassuringly. “Anyway, I think we follow her for now. We aren’t gonna see much of the factory from out here”.

Alisa nodded, taking Adam’s hand and allowing him to lead her in the same direction as Helena. Amber trailed behind them, taking a few photos of the factory and the grounds. The three of them headed into a large reception area, a number of people scattered around the room. Approaching a desk, Adam smiled down at the receptionist, trying to ignore her rather generous bust, which had stretched the chest of her striped purple blazer and buttoned pink shirt tight.

“Uhh, hi,” He said awkwardly, suddenly keenly aware of Alisa standing next to him. “We’re here for the tour? Adam Johnson, Alisa Thompson, and Amber King?”

“Of course, just one second while I verify those details,” the receptionist responded politely, tapping away at her keyboard. “Let’s see… ah, here you all are. Tour group number four, yes?”

“That’s right,” Adam confirmed.

“Perfect…” The receptionist typed a little more before looking up at him with a smile. “If you wouldn’t mind just waiting here for a few minutes, Miss Exco will be right with you!”

As the receptionist got back to her work, the three of them all wandered off in different directions, drawn to different things. Adam spotted a large mural on one the walls, detailing the history of Expansive Candy, while Amber had noticed a small area to the side that seemed to be well stocked with candy. Alisa, on the other hand, found herself drawn to a set of double doors back and to the right of the reception. Sneaking up to it, she was about to crack them open and have a little peek when they were suddenly pulled open. Stumbling back, Alisa smiled innocently, only for her expression to morph into one of shock and awe as an absolute bombshell of a woman entered the lobby, Helena trudging along behind her. Her former friend gave her an empty look, devoid of emotion, before marching straight past her, joining the woman in front of the desk.

“Welcome!” The woman said, her voice echoing around the spacious lobby, easily attracting Adam and Amber’s attention. “You likely all recognise me, but in case you don’t, I am Elena Exco, head of the company. A pleasure to meet you all”.

“H-Hi, Miss Exco!” Alisa stammered, still shocked that the chairwoman herself was standing before her. For once, she’d be willing to forgive Adam for staring. Hell, she couldn’t even stop herself. Elena was, to put it lightly, gorgeous, sporting a full pair of breasts and a round bubble butt, her tank top and skirt helping draw attention to her considerable assets. Swallowing her anxiety, she managed a smile. “I’m Alisa, and this is my boyfriend, Adam!”

Adam introduced himself with a wave of his hand, his eyes surprisingly centred on Elena’s beautiful face.

“What, I’m not good enough for you to introduce me as well?” Amber grumbled, joining the duo. “Hi, I’m Amber, nice to meet you”.

“Excellent, and I believe you are all familiar with Miss Valentine?” Elena asked, gesturing to Helena. The blonde looked thoroughly displeased as she glared at Adam and Alisa, but she offered a wave anyway. “I’m sure you are all eager to get on with the tour, so let’s get started!”

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