User blog:CursedItemMerchent/WWYD Response- Flowers for Violet

Original WWYD Wurm Revolution

The revolution went rather smoothly if you discount the initial damage caused by a horde of rampaging wurms. Most people were even supportive of it. After all when they think plans through they become so much less destructive. Their leader whose name turned out to be Violet even got a job working at my university and ended up on my team.

Even for the boosted wurms her intelligence was supreme. It became commonplace for anyone that had a problem came to her for help. Her bright smile would improve the day of anyone it came across.

Over time we worked closer and closer as partners often working late into the night on rather thorny issues. She would always giggle as we closed in on the cause slashing at it on our whiteboard as if she was defeating an enemy. Occasionally she would even crack it because she got too carried away and used too much force.

So it was a great surprise for me to come in and see Violet lying in a rumpled heap, wearing yesterday’s clothes, and reeking of alcohol. Her eyes were bloodshot and it was obvious that she had been crying her eyes out.

I tried to comfort her but she just waved me away and pointed to a stack of papers on her desk. I knew at a glance that it was the special research project that she had been working on secretly. I gave it a once over and the conclusion was horrible.

“Violet does this mean…”

“That’s right the intelligence boost was only TEMPORARY.” Sniff “I am going to become a mindless brute again.”

“Come on now.” I said trying to cheer her up. “Maybe you got the calculations wrong.” She slithered over to me grabbing my chest in her claws as if she were drowning and I were her only salvation.

“I DIDN’T! I checked them again, and again, and again. I don’t want this to happen. I didn’t want anyone to see me like this, especially not you.”

“Violet you know that sounds like you are in love with me or something.” She only blushed and stared at the floor. Oh boy, looks like I am going to have to man up.

I gently ruffled her hair. “Look regardless of what happens you will still be you, the brightest, hardest worker I have ever met.”

“No I won’t. I will just be a stupid animal that is only capable of following her instincts. I am going to become a bea-“

I cut her ranting off with a kiss, which shut her up rather nicely. I didn’t think it was possible but she blushed an even deeper red.

“No matter what happens you will still be Violet the beautiful flower that I fell in love with. Violet I love you.”

“You really mean that?” I could feel her start to coil around me.

<p class="MsoNormal">I embraced her with what little mobility I had left. “Of course darling. I want to be with you forever.” She tightened her coils even further and gave me a deep, deep kiss. If I knew anything about wurms I was in for a long night,

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<p class="MsoNormal">Unfortunately, Violet’s prediction was spot on. Over time her intelligence gradually decreased until she was no smarter than your average wurm. We had gotten married only a week or two after that night in the lab. Violet insisted that we do it soon so she could appreciate things fully.

<p class="MsoNormal">Even with her more animalistic self I still see the woman that I fell in love with. It wasn’t long until we were blessed with our very own wurmling, quickly followed by two more.

<p class="MsoNormal">It turns out that as a side effect of the serum our three daughters are actually quite bright for wurms. That doesn’t make them geniuses by any stretch but they are at least on par with the average human. It turns our Violet’s revolution is still coming, just a bit delayed. Violet still loves to learn the best she can. Even now it’s one of our family’s favorite activities to have one of my children read picture books to their mother. Each one brings one of her famous smiles that melt my heart.

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