The Blob

Part II

We re-join Blocky and Blob where we left them last: Strolling down the road. Humming a carefree tune.

"Hey, Block'! What's that mess you've got?" It was Queen Rapsheeba, sitting on a park bench by her lonesome, without a blob to accompany her.

"It's my new pet, Blob!" Blocky exclaimed, petting his blob. "Wanna touch it? It's very friendly!"

Upon this suggestion, Rapsheeba recoiled in terror. Nowhere in her character profile does it mention her secret phobia of blobs. But it exists, let me assure you. Rapsheeba is terrified of all things blobby, and this particular blob is no exception.

"Eugh... No thanks..." There was fear evident in her voice. "I'll just... sit here and not touch the blob."

Now, Blocky is a very determined chalk drawing. He is simple-minded but he has a will of steel. He was bent on helping Queen overcome this troublesome phobia of blobs, and everyone knows the only way to cure one's phobia of things is to spend a lot of time near aforementioned things of which they have a phobia.

"But it's so cute and blobby!" Blocky drawled, and promptly shoved his happy blob in Rapsheeba's face. The suddenly frantic rapper let loose a shrill cry of purest horror, and eagerly scuttled away from the offending blob.

"Blocky, man, have you lost your mind?! Get that horrible blob out of mah' face this instant!" She exclaimed, shielding her eyes from the terrifying blobbiness. But Blocky was persistent. He snatched Rapsheeba's palm with his free arm, and attempted to move it towards the blob. Of course, Queen wouldn't give up without a struggle.

"I can cure your fear of blobs!" Blocky managed to cry over her frantic screams, attempting to calm her down. "It won't hurt you! This blob never hurt anyone! ...It barked at Snap, but..."

Upon his comment, Rapsheeba only went into more hysterics. With one final burst of energy, she yanked her arm out of Blocky's grasp, and edged away from the blob in terror.

"Blocky, if I wanted to touch it, I would've told ya so!" She hissed, firmly. "Now, what you just did was definitely not cool! I'm outta here. Later, square man."

Blocky trailed after Rapsheeba eagerly. Yes, he is very persistent, to the point of annoying the you-know-what out of a whole lot of people. Blocky walked closely behind Rapsheeba as the girl continued on her everyday route: Past the Zone Theatre, through a few alleys...

She didn't even notice that Blocky was following her until her blob senses started to tingle.

Rapsheeba snapped around, eyes narrowed in rage. "I sense the presence of a blob!" She finally found the source of the blobby presence, within the nearby Blocky's arms.

"BLOCKY! What the... Why would you... I told you to leave me alone!" She yelled angrily, but her gaze softened as she noticed the hurt look on her accomplice's face. "Listen, it's nothing personal, I just wish you wouldn't carry that blob around. I'm scared of them."

It was Blocky's turn to feel sorry. "It must be horrible, living your life in fear, always wondering when another blob will rear its face in your path... Me, I love them! Blobs are like my brothers and sisters!"

"Yeah, well, I'm glad you're not a blob." Rapsheeba shook her head. "I don't like them."