My Jelly Boyfriend

by pmcapture

Science is important. It envelops our knowledge of our world around us, and even what lies beyond the realm of our atmosphere. However, it can also fulfill...practical desires. This is the story of how scientists finally artificially created a conscious being for the first time in history, answering every last question about ourselves. The conscious being escapes to find its love

6. A New Challenger Appears?

Chapter 6 - A challenger appears...?

As I grasped the door handle, I took a second to think about how I would act. I hunched over and pulled out my hair as if I had just gotten up. I opened the front door. Standing there was the UPS guy with a package I ordered a week ago. "Are you Mr.M?," he asked. I nodded in confirmation. "Sign here please", he said as he handed me a clipboard, pointing to the blank line where I had to sign it.

However, what I didn't know was that my jelly boyfriend was listening in, and it started to get very curious. So he decided to send a couples drops of his liquid makeup to see what was going on. The blotch of liquid had clung to the wall, traveling alongside it, until it eventually ended up on the wall across from the front door, at about eye level.

As I was handing the clipboard back to the UPS man, he seemed to be squiting at the wall behind me. "What is that on the wall?," he asked. Time slowed down, seconds felt like minutes as I turned my head towards the wall. If my jelly boyfriend made it out here, I swear I was gonna punish him. I was partially relieved that it was just a 3-by-3-inch pink spot on the wall. I turned back to the UPS man and said "Oh, well... I was uh... eating strawberry yogurt when uh... I tripped and I spilled a little bit." He shot me look of confusion before rolling his eyes and handing me the package. "Have a good day sir," he said. "You too, man!", I replied, before closing the door.

I looked back at the spot on the wall to find that it was moving back towards my bedroom. I followed it, before looking under my bed and glaring at my jelly boyfriend. "What?," he said, "I was curious!" I let out a sigh before telling him to come out to the living room to open the package. "What is it?," he asked. "It's pretty big." I pointed towards the flat-screen T.V. that was across from the couch. "It's something for that flat-screen T.V." Now my jelly boyfriend was definately confused. I looked around for a knife to open the package. "Oh, I got it!" said my jelly boyfriend as he headed into the kitchen. It's as if he knew me more than I knew myself.

After he handed me a nice, sharp knife to open the package, I cut open the packing tape that was around the cardboard box, and opened it. "Wooooow...", I heard my jelly boyfriend remark. "So what is it?" I replied, "It's a Wii U." "A Wii U? What is that?," my jelly boyfriend requested to know. "It's one of those new videogame consoles." "What's a video game console?" This fucked with my head a little bit. This slime knew how voices worked, who my boss was, how to judge someone on the tone of their voice, even what my boss's phone number was, but he didn't know what a videogame was?

After about 30 minutes of explanation, with myself plugging everything in where it needed to be, as well as setting up the internet connection, my jelly boyfriend seemed to understand things now. "Oh so it's a video... but it's a game too?" After facepalming, I picked up the Super Mario Maker game that came with it, and inserted the disk into the console. The main screen came up, showing Mario holding a small question block, before having an off-screen shell appear and knock him off the screen. "Huh?," said my jelly boyfriend, "This is already getting weird." About five minutes in, and my jelly boyfriend began to really enjoy the console.

I decided to use this time to sit down and relax a little bit, sitting down at the kitchen table. The plates from our breakfast this morning were still there, with my plate being empty and his plate was a completely clean plate! I could have sworn he had a lot of maple syrup on it from his pancakes...

I walked back into the living room with my still dirty plate, looking at my jelly boyfriend having a good time with the videogame console. "Hey, can you hold this for a second?," I asked him. I walked over to the couch and handed him the plate. "Uhh... Sure thing!" As he held the plate inbetween his tentacles, you could tell that he was getting more annoyed as time went by. Of course, it was just for about 10 seconds, but that was just long enough to confirm one thing: The syrup, crumbs from the toast, and the few drops of coffee were completely vanishing, effectively cleaning the plate much better than any kind of dish soap i've ever bought.

"Hey, what's the deal with making me hold this plate?," my jelly boyfriend asked. "Well... Look! The plate's clean now!", I responded in astonishment. "So what?" "So what?!," I said in shock,"Now we don't ever have to buy cleaning stuff ever again! Your goo is amazing!" He paused the game and looked towards me. "Look, alright? I'm anti-microbacterial, but that doesn't mean I'm going to be your cleaning maid. Well... not unless you're into that kind of thing."

"Oh, could you try out my first level?," he said as he was handing me the perfectly clean plate. "Well sure! Let's see how good of a level you made!" I walked over to the cupboard, placed the plates where they needed to go, then walked back into the living room, sitting down on the couch and picking up the gamepad.

The title read "My first level". Turns out that he already published it, and it was already getting 5-star reviews. But how!? One of my other buddies has this game, and even though he's been playing for a while, he's never even gotten a four-star review! Even I thought his levels were bad, but that's beside the point. I pushed 'Start' and it dropped me right into it. The level on it's own was really enjoyable and fun, but what my jelly boyfriend had planned for me was way, way better.