A Boy and His Blob

A fantasy story where the hero is a blob and the servant is a boy. Role reversal is one of the key elements to this story.

Sunday, July 31, 2005

chapter two; section eight

The slime was halfway back to camp when it came upon a traveling plumber. Now it seemed very unusual to see a plumber in any place other than a large city. What was the plumber doing in the wilderness, thought the slime? The plumber was walking slowly and had a yellow cape on his back. He was short and rotund and had a large moustache. The man seemed in no hurry to reach his destination. The slime decided to risk talking to the man to discover what he was doing out alone in the forest. The slime approached the man from behind just to be safe. The slime could run away if the man proved to be hostile. There were many places in the woods where one could hide. “Hello there, Mr. Plumber. What are you doing here?’ The man was quite obviously frightened by the voice of the slime and turned pale white. He turned around but looked like he was about to run away in sheer terror. The slime tried to calm the man down. “I am a peaceful slime who protects these woods from intruders. You are in no danger unless you threaten me.” The man changed suddenly from white to red. He responded angrily. “I am the great Mario, you measly slime dare to threaten the greatest legend of all time. Now you shall die.” Mario the plumber charged the slime.

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