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The fruit vanished as soon as the fruit feature began.
That was the first useful clue.
I had been playing €0.60 through watermelons, grapes, plums, strawberries, lemons, bells, BARs and red sevens when a Purple Bonus symbol landed.
The purple pot above the reels opened.
The ordinary fruit disappeared.
No watermelon.
No lemon.
No grape.
Gold Bonus symbols started occupying the grid instead.
Fruit Fusion: Three Pots had reached its first important fruit-fusion event by removing all edible material from the premises.
The Purple pot was labelled Fortune.
It contained a jewel large enough to make the nearby plum look underdressed.
The first round placed several Gold Bonus values across the field.
Then Purple interfered.
One value increased.
Another farther across received more.
The pot had not fused fruit.
It had seasoned arithmetic.
A Gold Bonus that had been perfectly acceptable a moment earlier suddenly carried extra value because the purple cookware had decided it needed more flavour.
The feature stayed small.
A few more Gold Bonus symbols arrived.
Fortune added another increase.
The whole thing finished around €6.60.
Then the fruit came back.
Apparently the produce had been waiting outside while the treasure was cooked.
I returned to the same €0.60 stake.
The main grid was five reels and three rows, set against enough red velvet and gold trim to make a simple lemon look like it had accidentally entered a jewellery auction. The product sheet calls it a classic fruit atmosphere with three special pots waiting above the reels, which is accurate except for the part where the pots behave less like kitchenware and more like three different supernatural opinions about treasure.
The first few spins after the Purple feature were quiet.
Three plums.
Small return.
BAR symbols appeared without enough company.
Two sevens.
Nothing.
Watermelon, bell, lemon.
The most complicated object on the reels was now the watermelon.
That felt temporary.
A Red Bonus symbol appeared later.
The red pot above the reels lit.
It did not stay long enough to become the event I wanted.
A Green Bonus followed several spins afterward.
Different pot.
Different jewel.
Again, no meeting.
I began checking the three lids before the fruit.
Purple.
Red.
Green.
The lemons could sort themselves out.
The balance moved back below where I had started.
The first Fortune feature had been useful, but the fruit spent it.
A few bells paid.
Then nothing for several spins.
Around €12 down, I got a line of grapes.
A little back.
Then another dry patch.
The game kept showing the coloured Bonus symbols one at a time like three cooks arriving for different shifts.
Purple came without Red.
Green appeared after Purple had gone.
Red arrived when neither of the others was anywhere nearby.
Nobody was willing to cook together.
Near €18.60 below the starting balance, they finally did.
Purple Bonus.
Red Bonus.
Green Bonus.
Same spin.
All three pots opened.
The fruit was immediately removed from the kitchen again.
The purple lid lifted.
The red lid lifted.
The green lid lifted.
Then Red did something extremely Red.
A second Bonus field appeared.
One grid had not been enough.
The first Bonus field sat ready for Gold symbols.
Beside it came another independent field, equally capable of collecting treasure.
The red pot had looked at a five-reel fruit slot and decided the main problem was insufficient property.
Two kitchens.
At once.
Green joined in.
The counter increased to four spins.
The green pot had apparently inspected the amount of time available and refused to take anything off the stove.
Purple remained above both of them waiting to add value wherever it pleased.
Three pots.
Three incompatible instincts.
Purple wanted richer ingredients.
Red wanted another entire cooking surface.
Green wanted more time.
Not one of them requested fruit.
The first Bonus spin started.
Only Gold Bonus symbols appeared.
That part was absolute.
The lemons had been evicted.
The plums had lost access.
Even the BAR symbol, which had survived decades of slot design without being edible or useful in a kitchen, was gone.
Gold values began occupying positions on both fields.
One here.
Two on the other grid.
Another value on the first.
Purple flashed.
Fortune selected several of them.
A small value gained extra weight.
Another farther right increased.
Then a third was lifted too.
The purple pot was moving around both treasure fields adding value like somebody seasoning stew by throwing coins into it.
Second spin.
More Gold Bonus symbols arrived.
The red field filled faster.
The original field remained more open.
Purple activated again.
This time only a couple of values received increases.
One jumped enough to become one of the better ordinary prizes on the screen.
The Gold symbols remained.
The two grids were beginning to look like matching trays of expensive biscuits nobody could eat.
Then the second field landed something different.
MINI.
Not another ordinary number.
Jackpot.
Thirty-five times the bet.
At €0.60, that was €21.
The spare kitchen had found the jackpot.
Red had demanded an entire second Bonus field and immediately used it to prove the extra counter space was justified.
The purple pot lit above.
The green pot kept the four-spin allowance intact.
The red pot sat over two grids as though one had always been obviously insufficient.
Third spin.
More Gold.
The first field gained several new positions.
The second added one.
No MAJOR.
No MINOR.
The MINI remained the best named prize.
Fortune fired again.
Several Gold Bonus symbols changed value.
A small one on the first field received an increase.
Another on the second climbed too.
One of the larger ordinary values gained extra weight.
The purple pot was now seasoning both kitchens without showing any interest in whether Red had doubled the washing-up.
I started counting occupied spaces.
The GRAND sat at the side promising 3000x if all fifteen Gold Bonus positions were collected.
Neither field was close enough.
There were gaps.
Plenty.
The pots had created two treasure grids, four spins and multiple value increases, but the GRAND still required complete occupation.
The kitchen had become extravagant without becoming efficient.
Final spin.
Green had kept the Bonus alive for this extra round.
Gold Bonus on the first field.
Another on the second.
Purple activated once more.
Three values received increases.
One ordinary Gold symbol that had started as little more than filler ended the feature considerably less modest.
No second jackpot.
No complete grid.
No GRAND.
The two fields stopped.
Then Red finally allowed them to be added together.
First field total.
Second field total.
MINI included.
Fortune increases included.
Every Gold Bonus value from both sides contributed.
The count rose through €30.
Then €40.
Past €50.
It settled around €59.40.
I had entered the three-pot feature roughly €18.60 below my starting balance.
Now the session sat about €40.80 ahead.
The fruit had contributed almost none of the important money.
The watermelon had mostly occupied space.
The lemons had provided colour.
Grapes had kept the base game vaguely agricultural.
The actual wealth had come from three jeweled pots removing all produce, replacing it with gold, opening a second field, extending the cooking time and repeatedly adding extra value to treasure that was already treasure.
The Bonus ended.
The second field disappeared first.
Red had packed away the spare kitchen.
The four-spin counter vanished.
Green had finally agreed dinner was finished.
Purple stopped increasing things.
All three pots closed.
The ordinary fruit grid waited underneath.
I did not spin again.
The pots had spent the session promising Fruit Fusion.
They never fused a single piece of fruit.
They fused greed, duplication and extra time.
The lemons could handle dessert.
Shark Frenzy doesn’t gamble. It schemes.