Few Cookies had ever seen the inside of Wasabi Cookie's laboratory before, but despite the rare scientific opportunity she was being afforded Alchemist cookie was far from thrilled to be in Wasabi's laboratory. Maybe it was because she knew she was the only cookie that held a candle to Wasabi's chemical knowledge and that this invitation was almost certainly an angle to rope her into some sort of collaborative experiment. Whatever the situation, Alchemist thought it was wise to not relax around Dr. Wasabi, especially when she came in wielding that large syringe of hers filled with that bizarre wasabi jelly.
 
"And just what do you plan on doing with that?" Alchemist asked, "You know you still haven't explained exactly what you wanted me here for. I'm getting impatient."
 
Dr. Wasabi placed her syringe down and leaned on it, which was easy given how the thing was larger than she was. She couldn't help but snicker as she addressed Alchemists's little complaint. She told her,
 
"You know you really need a little faith! I wouldn't have invited you if you weren't absolutely pivotal to this experiment of mine!"
 
Alchemist interjected, "Which you still haven't explained to me! I don't even know what you're trying to accomplish, so why don't we cover that before I decide if I even want to help you?"
 
"Ah, so hasty!" Dr. Wasabi laughed, "But if that's the way it has to be then we can get started. If you turn your attention to the blackboard here..."
 
Dr. Wasabi Gestured towards the blackboard on the far wall. Alchemist squinted in the dark light of the laboratory, but she didn't see anything of importance on the blackboard. In fact, she didn't see anything at all! She turned her attention back to Dr. Wasabi and asked,
 
"Just what am I supposed to-HGK!"
 
Alchemist felt a sharp pain in her chest. She looked down to see that Wasabi had jammed the tip of that tremendous syringe into her chest. Then, staring her impromptu test subject in the face, Dr. Wasabi slowly pressed the plunger and filled her with the glowing green fluid. At once, her body flared up in complete agony. She felt like she was on fire.
 
"W-what did you, ghkg, what did you do to M-GHK!" Alchemist tried to speak, but green wasabi goo bubbled up from her throat.
 
Her body was rapidly deteriorating, melting down into a greenish, purplish goop. Goo poured from her mouth, her nostrils, her eyes. She feel to her knees and looked up at Wasabi, her pleading face crying burning tears of wasabi jelly.
 
"Sorry darling, but I didn't think you'd agree to this one." Dr. Wasabi said nonchalantly, "You see I'm in need of grape for my latest concoction. I have a very personal need, and your chemical composition is exactly what I'm looking for. I don't know if you know this but grapes," she held her syringe up again, taking aim at the puddle of goo that Alchemist was slowly becoming, "grapes are a fantastic laxative!"
 
She plunged the needle in again, but this time instead of pushing out, she drew the plunger back and sucked Alchemist's entire body up the syringe. It was easy, given that she was now more liquid than solid. Alchemist could feel herself fading, but she was conscious enough to see Wasabi replace the tip of her syringe's needle with a more blunt apparatus. Unfortunately, she was in no condition to do anything to stop her. She could only watch in liquidy fright as Wasabi aimed the syringe at her own backdoor and--
 
"Ooo~" Dr. Wasabi Cooed. She depressed the plunger and felt the liquid that was once Alchemist cookie fill up her bowels in a relaxing grape/wasabi enema. She could feel it working almost immediately. It wasn't long before her guts started to churn and--
 
BRRRPPPPT
 
"Oh FUCK yes!" Wasabi groaned as the neon green gas billowed out of her. She bent over to push out another spicy rip, just as her beloved granddaughter Mustard Cookie entered the laboratory.
 
"Hey Grams, I wanted to know if yo-EUGH! SICK!" She coughed, fanning the stink away, "Oh my god grams are you farting in here?"
 
"I don't know, you tell me!" Wasabi said, pushing her butt out towards Mustard. She let another hot fart fly, this one hitting her granddaughter straight in the face. Mustard was unprepared for such a direct burst, and was sent into a coughing fit that dragged her to the ground, "Hahaha! C'mon Mustard, it wasn't THAT bad."
 
But Mustard didn't respond. She was out cold on the floor, with her face a sour green from the ungodly stench. Wasabi was concerned... for a second. And then her bowels started acting up on her again.
 
"Eeep! I'll help her up in a minute, b-but for now,"
 
FRRT!
 
"I need a bathroom!"
 
And Wasabi dashed out of the lab, leaving her granddaughter to bake in her lingering farts...