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Davi had fully intended to march into the school store, all business - she had a lot to do today, after all. Clutched firmly in her hands was a cooler of Iced Scream, rich and smooth, full of wickedly delicious terror, and slow-churned to boot. The extra tortuous mix was Davinica's favorite. Why wouldn't the generally featureless gelatinous cube before her like it too?

Of course, he was mostly featureless, so Davi would have no way of knowing whether Mr. Blobby liked her offering or not.

However, the Garou's no-nonsense attitude was dramatically hindered by the fact that a strikingly pretty ghoul ahead of her in line (look at that hair!) was feeding Mr. Blobby a cake. An entire cake. Great Jack. As she lingered to watch, her first thought was wondering if this much food could make the cuboid goo explode. Her second wondered if such an explosion would burn, and how much fur she'd end up losing (shudder). And with her third, Davi wondered if maybe she should cut in line, because nothing went better with cake than Iced Scream.

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Sin had some eyescream left from her campaign, so she thought of Mr Blobby. She slid on her gloves still disliking the odd acidic slimy feeling. She pushed the eyescream into mr blobby and then reached on past him. Feeling around for a moment she finally grasped a supply and slowly pulled her arm free.

There was a plopping sound and then she shook her arm off the goop clinging to the glove. She grinned as she saw the napkin lodged in Mr Blobbys clearish body, vote for sin. She tipped her head and walked back towards her campaign booth.

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Mr. Blobby was lethargic and slow, at first, because of his immense hunger: he wasn't allowed to digest most of what was in his great gelatinous form, so he was left to starve and hope for goodies.

By the time the kids were done and all his goodies had been passed out, he was lethargic for an entirely different reason.

He seemed to take anything and everything put in front of him, from delicious cakes and cookies and sweets to the possibly-inedible clothing and plates, plastic and paper bags. And it left him full, and pleased, and generous.

However, there were some things he seemed to relish more than others:

• Siddie's Eyeball [more a snack than a meal, but a good snack]
  
• Alcyone's Slime-covered Meat [it was like it came home to him!]
  
• Kasumi's Maggot-y Boot [but what was that thing inside it?]
  
• Gargantuan's Frog [G REMEMBERED his FAVORITE]
  
• Malodore's Bat [he really enjoyed the squirming]

He looked forward, hopefully, to more.

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She had noticed that Mr.Blobby looked downright full, he seemed...happy? Was happy the word, could a blob be happy? Well Mr. Blobby certainly looked like a happy blob. Sin just wasn't sure about trying to give him anything too filling. She instead pulled out a breath mint and sliding on her gloves she slipped it into the gelatinous cube.

"There we go..." She pushed her arm in slowly and felt around but her fingers just snagged and pushed against food...food...more food. Then she noticed it, her glove had started to wear away from overuse. She quickly yanked her arm back splashing herself with goo and jumped back. "Ugh..." She sighed and peeled her glove off unhappily. "I'll be back Mr. Blobby..." Next time she'd have to bring him more then a breath mint...even if he did need them.

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The notebook was quite handy, even if it tended to flip its pages about at random. It also made interesting noises when pinned down to the desk. The school supplies definitely merited further study, so Malodore was back for another go.

This time, the offering was as different from the previous day's as Malodore could manage - the blood-stained wrapper of a JollyMeal, its face fixed in a maniacal grin despite the tears and wrinkles that rippled through the 'paper'. Or was it skin?

Regardless, the plague doctor smoothed out the crumpled visage and offered it to the gelatinous cube. "Here you are, signore."

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The eyeball had been accepted with considerably more enthusiasm than the cake. Trial and error, Siddie figured. Perhaps a package of pickled fingers would please the slimy shop keeper. Shop. Whatever.

She unwrapped the "treats," holding her breath so as not to actually have to smell them herself, and offered them up. "I hope you like them, Mr. Blobby ... "

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While Iggy loved the clackity sound her her stapler made, she really needed to get a notebook before the next round of classes started. So here she was once more with an offering for Mr Blobby.
"I have some ghoulash for you!" she said as she approached. "It came in the latest care package from Pickfoot. It's his specialty! All sorts of good stuff in here - leech slime, rat tails and some leftover bits from the last burial according to the letter he sent."
What she didn't mention was the overwhelming stench that emanated from the container that had brought tears to the eyes of several students who had happened to be nearby when she opened it earlier. Maybe Mr Blobby wouldn't notice?