"Scan complete. Female has successfully been transmutified," the feminine voice responded as the screen focused on shutting down and preparing for sleep mode.
"Wait! What does that even mean?!" Veruca called out to the sleeping behemoth of wires and modules. Though she was elated to be filled with this sweet, succulent cherry juice, she wasn't sure what to do now that the process had been completed. Not knowing how well it would work, Veruca flapped her hands to stimulate her momentum. To her great misfortune, nothing came to fruition.
"Balderdash! Whatever shall I do now?" she shouted before quietly sulking, her tiny feet dangling mid-air. Luck was to be on Veruca's side, though; as her ears pricked to what sounded distinctly like an old acquaintance dropping in from behind her. And sure enough, our old pal Violet stumbled up and over to Veruca's curious form in order to investigate. Little did she realize...
"Veruca?! Is that you?!"
"Violet! You're not all juiced up like a blueberry! What happened?"
"Well, mom and the midget squad rolled me into the juicer where...well, it's best not to mention those things...but after juicing, I fell down this shaft and landed right there. The real question still stands, what happened to you?"
*Assuming you know the plot of the movie and have been reading up to this point, we'll skip the exposition*
"Wow, so that machine turned you into a cherry?" Violet asked in awe. Veruca nodded in assent. "So what do you plan to do now?"
"Well Violet, I haven't the foggiest idea. Not much I can do stuck like this..."
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