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This story was requested by @electrons2006 with inspiration from a recent post by @tender-traps . It was about Whumper not talking to Whumpee or talking for a while to Whumpee, but ultimately stopping. Which I did a reverse of that idea, and Whumper ends up talking at the end.

The difficulty with this type of story is keeping a silent character moving.

Warning: lab rat. Heavy language.

Whumpee's home was the lab. It's where they grew up. It's where the professor and other scientists kept them safe from people wanting to misuse their blood's healing properties. So they thought.

After a while though, the professor was losing interest in the lab. They were ready to retire.

Whumper bought the lab and rights to Whumpee. Quite a few of the scientists left after the professor retired, but still, a small few remained.

It seemed now with Whumper in charge Whumpee's blood was often drained to dangerous lows. They were only left alive to make more.

"Hold still Whumpee", Connor, one of the original scientists, worked to take more blood from Whumpee's arm, "we need to take another few viles for samples."

"You've already taken five though", Whumpee whined, "I already feel sick from all of that blood loss, and you want to take more."

"I know, unfortunately, one of the new idiots spilled the viles, and I still need to do test", Connor fought, "stop moving before I destroy the vein."

Whumpee whimpered, "I-I want to keep some of my blood today, please. I'm not being given enough time for my blood to come back in between blood collections. I feel so sick all of the time."

"I'm sorry, but you don't get a choice", Connor frowned.

Whumpee moved away again before a hand came out of nowhere and grabbed the side of their face. Whumpee's head was then slammed to the metal table.

"Ow, ow, ow", Whumpee screamed.

"Go ahead and take the blood", Whumper looked at Connor, then down at Whumpee.

"Please let me go", Whumpee pleaded, out of the corner of their eye. They could see Connor sticking the needle into the their scarred skin, "please, I won't fight them, you're hurting me."

"Hold still Whumpee", Connor warned, "it seems you're in enough trouble as it is. Don't add more."

"How can you tell. This freaken ass hasn't said crap to me once since taking over. I don't even know what to call them", Whumpee complained tiredly, "h-how much more blood do you need?"

"One more vile", Connor frowned, "maybe if you'd stop being so disobedient, they would be nicer to you. You're why the professor quit, you know that right?"

"He-he said he liked me at one point. I-I didn't know he hated me", Whumpee whispered, "I-I thought..."

"It doesn't matter anyway", Connor frowned as they took out the needle, "with Whumper in charge, this lab may actually be on a breakthrough with studying your blood."

Whumpee winced as Whumper let them go. They rubbed their sore arm.

"C-can I have a bandaid an-and juice... please?", Whumpee looked cautiously at Whumper then at Connor.

"I guess", Connor sighed.

Whumpee was placed back in their cell with a juice box and a bandaged arm.

"I miss the professor sometimes. At least when he liked me", Whumpee frowned as they sat down on the floor of their cell, "at least I didn't have to give so much blood when he was in charge. He never acted like he hated me."

Whumpee rested their head against the wall and fell asleep. They were so tired from the blood loss.

"Whumpee, what the heck did you do?", Whumpee jumped when they heard yelling.

They felt their pants were soaked.

"Earth to Whumpee. Did you pee?"

Whumpee turned to see Connor squinting in at them, then opening the cell door.

Whumpee looked down to see why they were wet.

They looked up nervously as Connor towered over them.

"I-its my juice", Whumpee frowned, "I couldn't stay awake."

"Such a waste. Waste of juice, my time, we have to clean all of this", Connor complained loudly.

"I-it's not my fault", Whumpee shrunk back, "I'm so tired from all of the blood being taken. I can't keep my eyes open."

Whumper came in and grabbed Whumpee by the back of the neck and dragged them out of the cell into the hall.

Whumpee was drop kicked across the room. When they landed, they rolled a few times until the wall stopped them.

Whumpee gasped as they looked up. Whumper was already walking toward them again.

After a few more punches and kicks, Whumper turned and walked back to Connor.

Connor watched the beating with his jaw to the floor.

"I'm sick of their shit", Whumper frowned at Connor, "don't look at me like that."

Connor looked past to see if Whumpee was still awake or alive.

"Right, but they still need to be alive for this study to work. I didn't tell you about this opportunity for you to come in here and kill them. Their blood is our link to healing people", Connor frowned, "we probably should give them a few days to recoup their blood supply. Their levels are very low right now."

"Let's take out everything they own and let them learn their place that way. They're a good for nothing lab rat, that's all", Whumper glared at Whumpee who squinted weakly at them, "they will need to earn things back. They have too many belongings for a lowly rat."

"They get to keep two items. I will fight for them to keep two items", Connor argued, knowing Whumpee had two items that if lost Whumpee would lose it.

"Fine", Whumper turned and stormed out.

Connor cleaned the spill, and started to clear Whumpee's room of their belongings.

Whumpee watched from the end of the hall where Whumper left them. They whimpered as their mattress and other furniture was moved out.

Connor knelt down beside them and patted their back.

"I am truly sorry, I didn't know Whumper would go that far", Connor sighed.

"I-I already earned all of that", Whumpee whispered, "I-I didn't do anything wrong. I just had an accident and asked if my health could be considered at least once in a while."

Connor sighed, "he uh, we let you keep your stuffed toy and blanket at least. So that wasn't taken from you."

Whumpee whimpered, "why do you even care? Since Professor left, you've been just as cold to me. Did you mean it when you said you invited Whumper to be here?"

"Uh yes, I-I couldn't risk losing this testing. We are on the brink of great things. You are helping so many people. You'll be a hero."

Whumpee chuckled hatefully, "at the expense of my well-being. At the expense of my freedom. Fuck them all that will use the products you made from me. I won't be a hero, they won't even know I exist."

Connor looked at Whumpee with frustration.

Whumpee's glare softened, "please don't hit me. Can I just go back to my empty...", Whumpee felt a tear slip from their eye, "my empty cell. I need help."

Connor nodded, "I'm not going to hit you, I think Whumper did enough."

"You think?", Whumpee groaned as Connor helped them up.

Connor sat Whumpee down and helped them lean against the wall of their cell.

Whumpee looked around sadly, "everything is gone?", they looked at Connor sadly and sniffled.

"It is... I'm sorry", Connor reached for Whumpee's favorite blanket and covered them up, "I'll try to at least get the mattress back, but you may need to behave for a few days."

Whumpee nodded sadly, then looked at their stuffed toy.

"Here", Connor reached for the toy and tried to hand it to Whumpee.

Whumpee only looked at it and started to cry.

"It isn't fair", Whumpee blubbered, "this is supposed to be my home. My safe place. I learn that my caregiver actually didn't like me. Everyone who took care of me left. Now I'm being taken care of by two people who only want my blood. That's not how it was supposed to be. Yes Professor studied my blood, but I wasn't ever treated like this. All of the stuff I earned is now gone. Everything hurts, and, and I feel sick", Whumpee yanked the toy from Connor's hand, "and I'm expected to be happy."

Connor frowned, "I'm sorry Whumpee. If it makes you feel any better. The professor was tired of being a scientist and retired. He may not have left fully because of you."

Whumpee sniffled, "then why did you say that they left because of me?"

"Because I'm mean, and an idiot. Look, is there anything you want to eat for dinner that will make you feel better", Connor felt so guilty.

"You're an ass, that's what you are", Whumpee glared.

"I'll take that", Connor agreed.

"Can I have pizza? Like good pizza, and uhm, and ice cream", Whumpee looked at them longingly, "please."

"I can make that happen. I'm going to give you a few days as well to build up your blood supply. Those samples were really weak." Connor turned to leave.

After some complaints from Whumper. Connor served Whumpee their pizza and ice cream.

After a few days Whumpee was taken to give blood samples.

"I can definitely admit I didn't miss this the last few days. Though I did miss getting to leave my cell", Whumpee frowned as they looked at the needle.

Whumper stomped into the room.

"Are you being mouthy?", Whumper glared at Whumpee.

"N-no I-I'm being good", Whumpee shuddered, "good Whumpee see", they offered their arm to Connor quickly.

"Ymhmm", Whumper walked away.

Connor chuckled as they started to draw the blood, Whumpee breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not funny", Whumpee frowned, "I want my mattress back. That floor hurts so bad. Especially since I'm already sore from them hurting me."

Whumpee paused, "wait they actually talked to me. That's a first."

"Don't get use to it", Whumper walked by again, "you have to earn it."

"Wow, a second sentence", Whumpee whispered.

"Whumpee don't make me laugh, you sarcastic pain in the ass", Connor tried to focus back on the blood draw.

"What? I'm just saying", Whumpee frowned.

Whumpee was taken back to their cell. They were surprised to see Whumper inside.

They took quick glances around the room, making sure their stuffed toy and blanket were still there.

"I... is that my mattress?", Whumpee watched Whumper slide it against the wall.

"Yep", Whumper frowned, "don't make me regret this. We just had a breakthrough, so you earned it back."

Whumpee looked at it happily, then at Whumper.

"I don't know what I appreciate more the bed or you finally talking to me."

"Like I said. Don't get use to it", Whumper smirked, "you're still a lab rat. Just not as useless."

"I'll take it", Whumpee nodded.

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