Nat simply laid in bed, before it finally caught up to her that going to bed in a stained shirt might not be the best idea. She crawled out of bed and headed for the hamper, pulling her shirt up her body, hearing a voice shout "NOW!" as somebody threw a bag over her.
When the bag came off, Nat found herself sitting in the dump surrounded by the putrid trio.
"What are you doing?!" Nat asked in panic.
Kat looked up, wearing a crown made from chewed hats and plastic bags.
"Nat, your initiation begins now..." the dirty blonde said.
"Embrace the filth..." Sarah added.
"... let the wonders of slobbiness enter your mind. " Lana added.
"Okay, you guys made me wanna puke before, now you're just freaking me out!" Nat shouted as the trio ripped open garbage bags and dumped them all over her.
The tomboy struggled against the piles of rotten food, empty containers, and other foul trash swamping her.
"Embrace the gross, embrace the filth, looooove the filth..." the trio chanted over and over and over as the tomboy struggled through the horrid pit of a nasty mess, the stench weakening her by the second.
"No.... gotta get out... gotta fight back.. gotta gotta... gotta.... ohhhh... unnnnnngh...." Nat groaned as the stench overwhelmed her senses, and by extension her mind.
"Yes Nat, give in....." Sarah said.
"Must... give... in...." Nat foggily droned.
"You love the filth... so nice, so sweet..." Lana added.
"Yes... filth... nice... sweeeeeet...." Nat numbly droned back.
"You are one of us now." Kat said.
"Yes... one of youuuuu..." The tomboy said as she rose from the trash, bearing a blank yet cheery smile.