True true, my love.
I feel like I could crank stuff out for a decent tiny story for every two posts…

Yeah but does give you more time to write per person x3

So as Mal’s 1, 8, and 9 returned home with their spoils. They shared their plans with their fellow Mals and they all agreed to it. It meant they could potentially never worry about money again, but also have the process of making more of themselves actively rewarding~

Mal could use more Mal~

coming together to pay for everything. Mal had a new money making strategy. Find the most corrupt, most wealthy, and most despicable men imaginable, convert them. And take their fortunes for themselves.
“Of course, the Walmart people were bad” they kept saying to themselves to deny any wrong doing

Whoever these “Travis and Dennis” people were. They had their own wallets with cash, bank accounts with their savings, and pay checks they could get some others. It was a sound plan!

The 3 Mals stepped out of the bathroom and bought enough food for a feast. Not caring about their previous clothing

Memories of paying rent, dealing with hard clients, taxes, bills, not being good enough, but just as the two staff members got fully turned into Mal, a new idea popped into their heads~

Sure, they were Mal in body and mind, but their old clothes and items remained the same. Meaning more paychecks~

he could dial 911! Now both the manager and the worker were both midway through their transformations, Mal quickly shuffled them into the bathrooms to avoid any more attention. The line between the staff’s ordinary life and Mal’s extraordinary life were starting to blend, and then Mal’s taking over.

The manager didn’t understand it. But demanded Mal changed him back! But as Mal explained she couldn’t do that. The manager was in the midst of calling the cops. Seeing this was the point of no return everything Mal had come crumbling down. Mal refused and quickly pulled the manager in a kiss before

Mal had accidentally bumped against a worker and even with all the layers the salamander fresh outta college was starting to turn. Mal gasped, feeling ashamed in failing her initial goal, plus making her issues worse.

Made worse by a very confused and angry manager coming by to see this unfold.

A single Mal went out to the local Walmart. It was a very anxious experience. Even with two heavy layers on, Mal was worried any touch may convert someone, and thus making their problem worse.

Grabbing noodles, rice, chilli sauce, about half the items she needed. All of a sudden, there was a BUMP!