It was the year 2064. Toys R Us’s famous “Geoffrey the Giraffe” has made it on headlines. With his big blue tongue and his big friendly smile, kids all over the planet wanted to hold him and hug him and squeeze all the rainbow juice out of him, and parents all over the planet were left defenseless of their children's restless need for this absurd little animal. The Toys R Us company had unleashed a team of poachers that would venture into the African savanna and come back with a baby giraffe, alive, but barely. This way, using cloning and some genetic modification, the giraffe could be used to create a walking, talking Geoffrey the Giraffe. Then, Toys R Us would produce them and sell them to the desperate children who had the money - a great opportunity to make millions; it had never been done before, and, after all, giraffes are very expensive animals, however not so much so that the price could overpower a child's rage for Geoffrey.

“Golly! I think we found the one!” “You think?” A group of two men were crouched behind a bush, quietly spying on a small family of giraffes. The two adults stood tall, plucking the leaves off of a tree and careful handing them to a small giraffe, who took the leaves and chewed them with delight. “Yeah! It’s got… like… that little bit of hair…” “Lemme see!” Treneld leaned in closer towards the bush, and sure enough, his eyes widened as he saw the perfect specimen; brown hair, not too big, not too small. Perfect white teeth. It seemed like a miracle… how a natural giraffe could look so much like Geoffrey. “Man… that's Geoffrey right there!”, Treneld explained with glee, a smile on his face, “Alright, Gredfund… great find. Time to do the business.”

With a quick nod, Gredfund handed Treneld a small contraption titled the “Wonkstopper”. It was a supposed anesthesia-related injection device, but for animals. And, it could be fired from a distance. The only problem was that the liquid inside the machine had not been tested on anything before; it was expensive to produce and it didn't seem logical to waste it on any animal other than the Geoffrey specimen. “You sure this’ll work?” Gredfund asked. “Nah. But this’ll be a good first test, am I right?” Treneld casually replied with a smile as he reached his hand into a pant pocket. “Here goes nothing, no turning back now.” Treneld took out a small vial of blue liquid and placed it in a small lever on the side of the Wonkstopper. Then, he pushed the lever into the machine, and through a side panel, the liquid visibly began to glow brightly.

The machine started to vibrate, so much so that it was hard for Treneld to hold. It started to make a deep buzzing sound, but it quickly escalated into metallic clinking and clanking that startled the family of giraffes and made it hard to hear anything. Gredfund then noticed that the family of giraffes were fleeting from the scene. “Quickly! The specimen is leaving!” Gredfund yelled over the sound of the machine. Suddenly, an ear-splitting sound erupted from the machine and a cloud of dense blue smoke shot out towards the family of giraffes, consuming the landscape and turning the air around the two men into a swirling fog. Gredfund became immediately trapped in the blue fog, unable to see anything, unable to hear anything. There was no giraffes, no Wonkstopper, not Treneld, no nothing. Just blue fog. “Treneld! You alright?” Gredfund shouted into the fog, but didn't hear a reply. “TRENELD! TRENELD!”

It had been one week since the Wonkstopper incident with Treneld. Gredfund sat in a room with a man of power - Gredfund couldn't remember who, but this man could do things. “Well, we are glad to hear, Gredfund, that you have brought us a healthy, just… perfect giraffe. We couldn't have asked for more.” Gredfund swallowed. He couldn't think. The giraffe is good. But Treneld… Treneld! Is he okay? Where is he? Why isn't he here too? “You’re welcome.” Gredfund muttered, his mind so blank yet so panicked. The important-business man took a long pause before his next words. “But, with this victory of finding this wonderful giraffe, uh… your friend, Treneld… the Wonkstopper he was using had a malfunction, and due to this he was… ah… killed during the tranquilizing of the specimen. We are truly very sorry. He didn't deserve this.”

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Gredfund stared blankly at the man. “Wh-Where’s Treneld?” The man looked, confused, at Gredfund. “I don't think you understand. Treneld is not longer alive. We are truly ve-” “Did you find Treneld?” “Yes, but he was dea-” “Where did Treneld go? Is he okay?” “No, he’s no longer alive. He’s dead.” Gredfund suddenly rose with anger, but quickly calmed himself down. Gredfund spoke very quietly. “You killed my friend.” The important man sighed. “No, we just had a simple malfunction in the Wonkstopper. It didn't really work as well as we thought. A piece flew off and hit your friend in the head. We did not purposely do this; it was just an accident. If anything, the giraffe killed him, not us. We are truly very sorry.”

Another week passed. It seemed as if the company had forgotten about Treneld and instead were obsessing over a glowing, blue object that was radiating light from the giraffe’s belly and was very hot to the touch. The giraffe also seemed to have an error in its skeletal system and was now developing extra blue bone that was protruding out of its shoulders. The giraffe started to look like a monster. “See, I told you that the anaesthesia would cause side effects! Look at the giraffe! How can we sell this? It’s horrendous!”, said a scientist. “Calm down! At least we have the giraffe. This’ll all work. In a few weeks it’ll be ready to learn to talk and stuff.”, said another.

A few more weeks passed, and with each coming week a new side-effect appeared on the giraffe’s body. Soon, all of its spots were gone, two sets of arms were developed, spiky blue shards protruded from its shoulders, its pupils and light receptors became massive, its nose shrunk into its face, and the blue glow coming from its belly glowed brighter and hotter. The scientists had learned to avoid looking at the monster. The giraffe didn't look like a giraffe anymore; it instead looked more like an alien. Working to clone the animal became worthless; nobody would buy the ugly thing. It felt like the project had gone horribly wrong with no way to undo it. So, with one final decision, the Geoffrey specimen was uncaged and set free. Nobody watched it leave.

Months passed. The Geoffrey Project had been long forgotten. However, the Geoffrey specimen didn't want to be. “I still can't believe that you can talk!” Gredfund was sitting next to the Geoffrey specimen by the fireplace, watching football with some popcorn and drinks. “Well, yah. I guess that may be surprising, considering that… ya knows…” the Geoffrey specimen crunched on another piece of popcorn. “I’m a giraffe.” The Geoffrey specimen wore a green shirt and a green cap. It seemed to have adapted to modern society pretty well; it was fluent in English and could imitate common human expressions.

“Geoffrey, I know that this is a sensitive topic… but, I’m sorry for kidnapping you. I was only trying to make money… I had no other option!” “Ya know, Gredfund, stop it. You’re silly; you know I don't care about that. I’m just… ya know, sorry for your friend, Treneld… is it my fault?” “Nah. You and I, Geoffrey... we’re friends. We’ll always be friends, despite whatever our pasts may say. Right, Geoffrey?” “Dats, right, Gredfund.” And, with that, Gredfund felt the pleasant warmth of the blue light radiating from Geoffrey’s belly as Geoffrey, with his four arms, gave the best hug a giraffe monster alien thing could ever give. The End. That took a good two hours to write.

“Geoffrey, I know that this is a sensitive topic… but, I’m sorry for kidnapping you. I was only trying to make money… I had no other option!” “Ya know, Gredfund, stop it. You’re silly; you know I don't care about that. I’m just… ya know, sorry for your friend, Treneld… is it my fault?” “Nah. You and I, Geoffrey... we’re friends. We’ll always be friends, despite whatever our pasts may say. Right, Geoffrey?” “Dats, right, Gredfund.” And, with that, Gredfund felt the pleasant warmth of the blue light radiating from Geoffrey’s belly as Geoffrey, with his four arms, gave the best hug a giraffe monster alien thing could ever give. The End. That took a good two hours to write.

“Geoffrey, I know that this is a sensitive topic… but, I’m sorry for kidnapping you. I was only trying to make money… I had no other option!” “Ya know, Gredfund, stop it. You’re silly; you know I don't care about that. I’m just… ya know, sorry for your friend, Treneld… is it my fault?” “Nah. You and I, Geoffrey... we’re friends. We’ll always be friends, despite whatever our pasts may say. Right, Geoffrey?” “Dats, right, Gredfund.” And, with that, Gredfund felt the pleasant warmth of the blue light radiating from Geoffrey’s belly as Geoffrey, with his four arms, gave the best hug a giraffe monster alien thing could ever give. The End. That took a good two hours to write.

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