"Then I would say it is time to begin your initiation into the Bouncehood."

"The what?" The chomp asked, baffled.

"The Way Of The Bounce teaches precision. A Bubblegum Ninja does not waste time with pointless questions. Now open wide if you want to live!"

The chomp hesitated. Grunting impatiently, the old daifuku squiggled over to the chomp and brushed his beard over his tickly bits.

"Stahp! That tickles!" The chomp laughed, opening his mouth wide.

The old dessert did not waste a moment. It hopped into the chomp's maw.

"Hey! That's-! Mmf. That's delicious!"

The chomped chomped down on the old daifuku hard, enjoying the fruity, soft-textured goodness of the sweetmeat.

"Very good", a disembodied voice murmured from behind the chomp as he chomped away.

The chomp turned. The ghost of the daifuku hovered behind him.

"What the-!"

The ghost chuckled at the chomp's shock.

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"Yes it is me, the spirit of the bubblegum daifuku that you consumed, young chomp! I will be your guide into the world of the Bubblegum Ninja Chomps, the world of the Bouncehood."

The chomp was silent for a moment, digesting the developments.

"So how do I get rid of you?"

The spirit shook with anger, its ghostly beard fluttering along with the rest of the apparition.

"You would dare reject your Spirit Guide? Why you little-"

The ghostly tirade was suddenly interrupted by someone blasting the door inwards. Splinters of wood went flying everywhere. The resident mochis in their shelves screamed at the onslaught.

Several chomps clad in dark clothes and dark shrouds covering their faces appeared in the doorway.

"Seize him!" Said one of them, presumably the leader of the gang.

"Dare you turn against your own Bubblegum Brother?" Asked the spirit, looking toward the leader in surprise and reproach.