A clothes-eating slime

“There she is, that damned eggplant!” Taggie said, staring down from the branches of a tree. Viela was below her, sitting cross-legged in a meadow and listening to a teacher drone about something irrelevant.

Viela was the taller elf around. She was wearing a rather skimpy embroiled skirt that showed off her athletic, lavender limbs. Her ears twitched imperceptibly under her silver mane, and she smiled. Things were about to get interesting.

“Look at her with her dumb little smirk, ugh! We’ll see if she’s still smiling after our prank. Delphi, pass me the slime.”

With a disgusted grimace, Delphi handed her friend a sticky blue ball from her satchel. Taggie peeled a small handful of goo, rolled it into a neat little ball, and then took aim with a slingshot. With implacable elven precision, Taggie launched three slime pellets down the back of Viela’s dress. She didn’t seem to notice.

Both Taggie and Delphi skillfully jumped down from the tree. “According to the instructions, all that’s left is to add water. Let’s move to phase two, pull out your canteen.”

Looking down to grab her trusty flask, Taggie frowned. She had caught a glimpse at her mismatched green tunic and blue hose. Ugh, talk about clashing colors, not that she had much choice in what to wear with her diminishing wardrobe.

“Can’t believe neither Orchid nor Violet lends us any clothes,” she complained. “If they weren’t part of the loser’s club, I swear I would slime them as well. For crying out loud, we had to go back to our room in our skivvies! ” Taggie took a sip of water.

“Y-yeah, but we at least we didn’t lock the room this time,” Delphi said, trying to cheer her friend up.

“Well, let’s hope Viela did lock her own room. Can you imagine how funny that would be? Seeing her run around naked on campus all day with nowhere to go?”

“I bet no one will want to help that big bully!”

“Haha, yeah!”

“Oh, I’m sure it would be a riot.” A cold voice said from behind the two. Taggie and Delphi both felt a hand grab their shoulders, their hearts all but stopped.

“Ah! Viela! We were just …err, drinking water!” Taggie elbowed Delphi and then took a trembling swig out of her canteen. Her blue friend did the same, her shaky fingers spilling water on the grass.

“Really? Because it sounded like you were planning to prank me.” Viela leaned forward, Taggie almost fainting under her intense pink eyes.

“No, no. No! W-why would we do that? Because you shoved us into our stump? That’s all water under the bridge, I don’t even remember why we had a fight in the first place!”

“If I remember correctly,” Delphi interrupted. “It was because Viela tried to cut in front of us in the line for breakfast. And you said: I don’t care who she thinks she is, she is not going to eat the last pancakes! And it all escalated from there...”

“Hehe, Delphi, dear, that was rhetorical. All water under the bridge, right, Viela?”

“Then I assume you don’t have anything to do with these curious little things I found in my dress?” Viela opened the palm of her hand, showing three sticky blue marbles. “Cause I’m going to return them.”

Viela jerked Taggie’s tunic and dropped the slimes inside. “Eeck, cold! N-nope, nothing to do with us, but t-thanks for the slimy gift.” Taggie shivered.

“And you are telling me these balls didn’t come from this slime?” Viela reached into Delphie’s satchel and pulled out the slime ball. The poor blue elf could do naught but whimper.

“Nope, just a big old sticky ball. W-we were going to use it to play …Slime ball.”

“Never heard of slime ball, but I assume it goes something like this...” Viela split the ball in twain with both her hands. She dropped one half down Taggie’s tunic, the other down the back of Delphi’s flowery skirt.

Taggie could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as the sticky, icy substance traveled down her skin. Yuck. Judging by Delphi’s adorably little squeak, her friend was enjoying the sensation as much as she was.

“N-no, that’s not how you play slime ball…”

“…Playing sports gets me parched, doesn’t that happen to you too, girls? Here, let me help you keep hydrated.” Snatching the canteens from their hands, Viela poured the liquid down their heads. The two friends exchanged a pained look of dread.

“Ah, I should have seen that coming.”

“Have fun, losers.”