Hans stared at me in a strange manner. I wasn't sure what was coursing about in that head of hers, but I'm rather sure it wasn't nice.

“Wait-, hold up-, you want that thing to... Join us?...”

“Yes!”

“Um, Im sorry, but, no?”

“Why not?”

“Well, for one thing that thing tried to kill us? Like... A minute ago?”

“Now good! Then bad!”

“Um, right, well... In your case, I found you to be pretty human, right? Well, initially, I only liked you because I thought you were Herrmann, but... I mean, Humin and Munin! You may be one of Them as well, but...!”

“No butts! He join!”

“Hey dude why do you speak like that?”

“Its complicated, John. Ill tell you later.”

“And, what... What is that language!? The language of the acie-, oh, twilight of gods! We dont have time for this! Either we kill him, or we let him go, but if we dont do it quick, that psychic mage is gonna just waltz right in here!”

“Um... We... He... He join?”

“Like, my dudes, if you don't like my size you can just, like, take my blood? Man that sounds weird...”

“What do you mean by “take your blood”?”

“Well, I mean, right now I'm like, huge, right?”

“...Not really, you're barely bigger than me, but I understand your point.”

“Yeah, so... Just like... absorb my blood? I do have a core in here SOMEWHERE, so, like... Shell just be able to k-, kill me at any time, right?”

“Um, right. Ill ask her.”

“He shed. Remove goo. Become core!”

“Um-, what-”

Before Hans had the time to finnish her sentence, the goo enveloping John fell to the ground with a “plop”. Despite how hard I imagined it to be, it was just normal goo all along, huh...

What remained was some goo and a single, little, tiny, marble. It was about the size of Hans' thumb, of my fore-arm. It was completely black, but deep inside of it, like a second core, a small, white marble sat. The only goo that still clung to this little marble were four tentacle like things which kept it standing. There was also a small, human like being made of goo seated on top of the marble. It was only barely human-shaped, but it still gave off the air of a teenager.

“Hey! Don't steal my design!”

“Dude, its just kinda similar, not completely, so... its all for the sake of mobility...”

“Grrr...”

Hans was completely dumbfounded.

“Is he... Is he like you?”

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“Yes. Like me!”

“Right, so... Whats your name lil guy?”

“...What's she saying?”

“She asked for your name.”

“Oh, um, Im John!”

Hans stared at me.

“J-, John.”

Hans stared at me for a second before muttering “Another misfitting name, eh...”, to which I did not respond, as I could not.

Instead, I stealthily slid my roots over to the left-over goo and absorbed it without John noticing. Heheheh. Delicious energy...

“Alright then. Well, Bob, I'm still doubting. John, are you sure you wont like, just as an example, wipe a city from the map?”

“What”

“Or, like... Absorb humans and use them as vessels and avatars?”

“Um”

“Hell, you wouldn't dig a hole in the ground the went to the core of this planet, would you?”

“Um, of... Of course not?...”

“...Bob, what did he say?”

“Uh... No? He wouldn't”

“Ah, right. Good... Alright, I guess... Ill just have to-,”

“HEY YO WASSUP IS EVERYTHING ALRIGHT WHEIOWHEIOWHEIOWHEIO”

“Hell-”

Suddenly, someone emerged from the hallway. They wore a long, orange-red hooded robe with yellow and white frills. On their head a band was laced around the head, upon which a few colourful gems were fastened with what I can only presume to be magic. They didn't have a weapon of any kind, and their hans were bare. On their feet were a pair of red boots. I could discern their gender by way of bulge in the neither or northern regions, so I didn't even take the time to think about it.

“I heard there was an emergency, are you alright? Need my, pfft, ASSistence? Tehehehehe”

“No, I'm fine. I just finished, in fact.”

“Well, if you're already finished, then... What... Is... THAT?????”

They shouted, pointing at me.

“Oh, um, thats my partner. Bob, greet the nice lady.”

“Ah, yes. Hello!”

“Oh, partner, well... ARENT YOU JUST THE CUTEST LIL THING?????”

And with a blurry movement I couldn't even make out, she was beside me, hugging my little human body tightly, her hans moving around and touching places I never thought human hands would touch me. Like my leaves. What did you think I was talking about?

“U-, Uhm-, Plehz, Spahp-”

“AAAAWWWWWWWWW, YOU'RE SO CUTTTEEEEEEEE”

“Ah, Tilda, could you please? Its just a child-”

“BUT SHE'S SUCH A CUUUUUTE CHILDDDDD”

“...”

Hans started fiddling with her broken needle.

“Tilda, my needle may be broken, but I can still call BRIS, you know?...”

Tilda, I presumed, gasped loudly.

“YOU WOULDNT!!!!!!?!!!”

“If it means you’ll stop fondling my partner then yes. I would.”

Tilda reluctantly let go of my petite body and backed away, only barely missing John.

“Hey! Watch it!”

“Hm? Wassit?”

Tilda threw a look behind her shoulder, and noticed the angerly waving John.

“What in the-”