I Become a Pizza Delivery Girl Kinda, But With Low-Key Magic

Date: 5/28/2020

The dream started with my mom driving me to my first ever job-application, as a pizza delivery girl. I could drive, it was right after COVID-19 had ‘ended,’ but my mom was still driving me for some reason because apparently the motorcycle I had in the dream (which I wish I had irl) wasn’t ‘professional’ enough. I had decided to do this job because I just had to drive, it made decent money for a high schooler and I didn’t have to talk to people as much as a cashier does. When I get to the place we go in the regular doors and there’s this nice lady working the front desk who tells me to come on back and that she was expecting me. She says it kindly though it’s not really creepy. My mom orders a pizza and eats it while I go in; she waits in the regular customer area for me, even though I think she knows some of the people at this place. That’s why I applied to this pizza place in particular. The lady leads me back through a complicated maze of rooms, with weird short hallways and rooms that remind me of that one string of hallways in Bendy and the Ink Machine (the level from chapter five I think, with the butcher gang, where you need to find the missing pipes). We arrive in a slightly bigger room, the same furnishings as the rest of the pizza place- so somewhat plain, but like decently clean and tidy, with a white popcorn ceiling- and there’s a bunch of other people there. They’re all waiting for me, like they’ve been pulled from their jobs for this. I can tell they’re all different workers cause they have the company shirts on, with each person having different items in their hands that almost specify what they do. One guy has a wrench, another girl has some money, a few people have cooking tools and one has baking tools, there’s a dude with a sponge and a few girls and guys with serving trays and aprons on, et cetera. The lady who took me here goes to join them, and grabs a long plain wooden staff. This leaves me on one side of the room and everyone else on the other side; it’s awkward and I feel terribly underprepared. I have no idea what to do but the people talk and then the lady says, here, take this, and gives me an empty pizza box. She says to open it and I do, and suddenly there’s a weird pink stuff swirling out from the center of the box; it fills about a quarter inch of the bottom of the box in a perfectly level coating of pink jelly-like substance, it’s not see-through or anything, but I touch it and it feels slightly bouncy like jello. I look back up at the woman and she tells me I’m hired, and gives me a company uniform which is exactly my size. It’s just a colorful shirt with the logo on the breast, some black jeans, (I get to keep my tennis shoes), and a little sticker of their logo to put on my vehicle. For some reason she keeps the box, and tells me she’s putting it on its own pedestal with everyone else’s stuff. Then she tells me to get to work and that there’s a list of what I need to deliver out in one of the halls on a desk, and the stuff I need to deliver is various places around the back rooms. I thank her and then everyone disperses. I have a difficult time finding the delivery list and once I do, I find that I’m not really delivering pizzas. At least not ONLY pizzas. The first thing I need to deliver is labeled: ABC12, or at least ABC and a two-digit number (I can’t really remember), and I search through all the rooms before I finally find a little unicorn statue in a back room with a tag coming off of it, labeled that same sequence. I take the unicorn and pocket it, and drive away on my motorcycle to deliver it to the specified place, which is almost out of state. When I get to the address it’s just an open field with a single well in the middle, so after getting no response (I call into the well, towards the field, and just in general to anyone in the area, but no-one responds), I just place the statue by the base of the well and drive back. By the time I’ve returned it’s almost the end of my new shift. I go back to the back room and the lady is waiting for me. She says good job on my first day and there’s one last meeting I need to attend before I can go for the day, if I don’t mind; she says it’s a company tradition, a little secret. I follow her towards the back rooms and she takes me somewhere I’ve never been before, past the room where I got the pink-filled pizza box. The room she takes me to is a pretty large one, and it’s exactly cube-shaped. The walls, ceiling, and floor are all the same size. The rest of the workers are here too, holding their items. In the center of the room is a strangely marked machine of some sort. It’s like a smaller cube perfectly positioned on the floor of the bigger cube (which is the room), and it’s all types of bright colors; like greens, bubblegum pinks, candy reds and whites; but pink and green make up the majority of it. The lady takes me around back to where most of the crowd (of the workers) is. Then I see that on the back wall there’s a hall way which stretches very, very far, and on either side of the hallway are pedestals. Each pedestal has someone’s name on it. She takes me to the pedestal with my name on it and I see my pink-filled pizza box there, only it’s slightly different. The outside of the box is smooth and has no logo or anything; the box itself is much smaller, the size of a large book at most; and the material of the box is now a smooth wooden material rather than cardboard. But neither the lady nor I seem perturbed by it’s change. I pick up the box and inside is the pink stuff, but it too has changed. The pink jelly has solidified into a pink gemstone material, coating the bottom; I can see through to the wooden box beneath it. It still feels strangely jello-like to the touch, and it smells like strawberry and cherry. There are also several red-themed candies spread throughout the box, except they’re weirdly floating. It’s like the opened box created a field of space between the lid and bottom which allows the candies to float- they stay within invisible ‘boundaries’ of the box’s borders, and when I close it I hear them collect inside. A lot of the candies are striped like candy canes or those traditional wrapped sweets. I carry the box with me as the lady leads me back outside. It’s then that I notice that the others’ items are strangely ‘different’ like my box is- perhaps they had been like that before and I didn’t notice? The sponge is a smooth yellowed-pearly color and material, and the holes in it are more like artistic dips and curves, almost like a moonlike pattern. It’s like you took a brick made of smooth pearl, dyed it slightly ivory, and carved it into the general shape of a sponge while also using the moon as inspiration for the design. The bubbles coming from it aren’t bubbles, it gives off a pink glow in a bubble around it instead, and little candies drop from the sponge’s dips and ‘holes,’ where they clatter to the floor. The candies are pink, green, red, and yellow, hardly ever blue or purple though. The wrench is now extremely smooth and white, and looks like it’s entirely made of candy. The bolts are little round peppermints. The other items were changed but I can’t remember what they looked like after. The machine was doing some sort of cult-like magical thing, where everyone around it was holding their items towards it and chanting something along the lines of their job’s quote; the cashiers were saying, “what would it like today?” or “what will its order be this evening?”, the guy with the wrench was saying “what seems to be its problem?” and so I said, “here’s what it ordered,” and held out my pizza. The lady warmly told me I was fitting right in.