The slimes ripped free from their skinny disguise (pun not entirely intended) and split apart.
"What the hell?!" a guard yelled as a green blob of burning ooze struck him in the face.
He screamed as his face went all ark of the covenant in front of his cohorts.
"Jesus Christ!" a rookie yelled.
Colin squeezed the trigger with a tendril, mowing down about fifteen guards in the process.
The guards fired back, but the bullets went right through the slime girls.
The duo slid up to them and sprayed them in thick, rubbery ooze.
"Sir, I can't move!" one of the guards called out.
They all cried out as they were pelted with burning slime and pumped full of lead.
"We're no match for 'em!" one of the last remaining guards yelled.
"Retreat!" screamed the other as they ran.
The slimes slid right on through, slipping under the door and facing the generator.
"There it is...." Colin said, asking "... how are we gonna take it out?"
"Simple, we overload it." Josephine said, pulling a chunk of herself out and throwing it at the wiring.
The wires sizzled and popped as the acid burned them, sparks flying like .... well, like flies!
Colin followed the lead and threw both chest blobs at the other one.
They piled the goop on until the piles of ooze touched and amplified the charge twelve fold!
"Now what?" Colin asked.
"RUN!" Josephine yelled, literally half the slime she used to be just like her partner.
The sparks blew as the generators exploded.
Everything went dark.
Cameras became disconnected.
Cell door locks deactivated.
The breeding conveyors stopped moving.
And the facility's prisoners fought back!
The slimes slithered away and waited for the battle to end behind a crate.
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Ending: Undo the Goo-Goo You Do
About a week later, the complex was liberated, and all within were free.
Colin and Josephine managed to find the doctor who made the goo formula... not without one massive, life altering complication in the process.
There wasn't enough goop to make them themselves again.... and the reformation process... made both of them ten years old again.
And so the two were given safety and a place to stay.
"Six divided by eight rounded is about zero-point seventy five!" Josephine called out.
"Very good! I'm so happy to have such bright students here." the teacher said.
Our duo just winked at eachother.
THE END
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