BlobSMP Daycare (A Y/N interactive FanFic) THE COMEBACK :)

🎄A very blobby Christmas 🎄

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The snow falls lightly in the cold afternoon. A few inches of the white powder lay everywhere, the sidewalks, lawns, rooftops and some displays. It's like someone took a can and sprinkled powder sugar onto the city. Clouds crowded the fly making it dim but not dull or dark. 

You walk through the outdoor mall in your heavy snow coat, underneath it a sweater Miss. Rita had made for you, it's thick heat-trapping wool kept you warm enough that extra layers asides from the jacket weren't needed. In your hood rode a small, sleeping blob by the name of Dream. It was barely visible in the white fur of the hood that matched its body. 

The small thing was sleeping cozily in the warmth being slightly tired from his hyperactive spurt when you gave him coffee earlier, not knowing how hyper he would get until too late. 

The mall was bustling these days, especially since it was now less than two weeks till Christmas Day and everyone was rushing to get gifts they hadn't already bought for their loved ones. Every outlet, store and restaurant were packed and busy. It was almost impossible to squeeze into the stores, lines stretched for seemingly miles on end to no avail and many stores had sold out of multiple items, irritated people having to wait for new shipments to arrive stormed off elsewhere.

You sigh and mumble to yourself, "I could have ordered something's online if I my laptop was actually in working order." 

"And if you even knew what to get everyone." Your mental voice added nonchalantly.

You grumble comments to yourself as you pass row after row after row of packed stores where people mixed, mingled, and pulled through the crowds.

"Uuugghhh, I'm never gonna find anywhere am I!?" You yell out loud in the middle of the mall. The small blob stirs slightly in your furred hood.

"Sorry about that." You whisper to it. Dream gives a small sharing and lays back down. Catsuri 

A man hanging nearby comments on your outburst. "What do you think we all are asking ourselves?"

You Shootings him a look and continue walking and mumbling.

"What am I even gonna get them? What would they like?" You think back to all the blobs and their various likings, they didn't all have one big thing in common gift-wise so trying to find all their gifts in one go would be near-impossible. The fact that their were so many of them and a limit to what you could spend made factors shrink dramatically.

Dream seemed to like Cats and Axolotls, a fact you found out based on all his drawings of a cat named Patches and concurrent drawings of a yellow-green axolotl with a smile like his own. Mani-blob seemed to mimic Dream often as jokes to the others who would get confused. George just seemed to like sleeping and mushrooms, Blobnap had a liking for hot things, mostly fire or funny card games. Karl seemed to mostly like optical illusions and Quacki-blob was MEAN at poker. 

Blobza liked building, Technoblob likes fighting, Blobinnit was alway severely attached to his disks, while Tubblob and Wilblob's current theme seemed to be explosives; like the firecrackers they'd shove in the toilet when someone was about to go and the ones they used to dramatically blow up builds. Dream seemed to very much like joining in on it, with Techno and Blobza on one occasion.

Eryn, Skeppy and Purp seemed all about trolls and pranking. Purp had recently been plotting revenge on Quacki-blob for ruining his adorable little UFO he basically lived in until Quacki used some of the firecrackers Dream had stashed  somewhere to make it go kaput. Purp shoved him and Slimecic-blob into the toilet where you and Miss. Rita spent about an hour scooping out the spread-out goop of slime. For now everyone was ok, though Slime reeked only slightly of toilet still, his goop having absorbed some of the water, his brain became slightly waterlogged and disoriented. Clicking and random screeching noises from him were now normal though they started being more controlled and lesser.