[Chaos Raid] A Black, Smelly, Sticky Situation

     Etesi was stumpted. Yume's suggestion was a start, albeit a difficult one. Converting more Bloblings to chaos would be a good start, but the task was easier said than done. From all his time teasing, pranking and causing mayhem-what many considered to be a form of chaos-never once had any Blobling wanted to join in the fun. In fact, most Bloblings only wanted him to go away. So, causing more chaos was not really an option, especially since that was what supposedly had her crying in the first place. So the Blobling was back to staring at the tar pool collecting around them.

     Then, at last, as the ink-black tears of tar began to rise to a more uncomfortable level, an idea struck.

     "Maybe we could...undo the chaos?" He glanced at Yume. "That's why he's mad, right? If we just...clean up all the stuff you did, maybe he'll forgive you?" After struggling free of the sludge, he slid over towards one of the glow grape vines and began gnawing at the tendrils, eyes closed to shield him from the blinding glow. Once he freed the captor from the neon green vines, he glanced towards the bunny-like blobling and gestured to come help.