All the blobs wake up like normal and go to the kitchen where Black and White usually make breakfast. They are surprisingly good at cooking even though they are pranksters. By this time Yellow was ready to tell them. She walks into the kitchen and she sees everyone around the table eating pan-waffles. Pan-waffles are made out of pancake mix, but made in the waffle iron. She sits down, not acting crazy and said "I have something to tell you guys. I'm not crazy and we aren't in a free world. We are stuck here." Everyone stares at Yellow like she's crazy (which she isn't). They all start cracking up.
"We, like, already know" Purple chuckles.
"Well... I think we can free our selves!" Yellow says.
"HOW DO WE DO THAT?" Red asks.
"Wait... When did you become sane?"Blue questions Yellow.
"Are you guys that thick?" Yellow exclaims. They all look at each other with furrowed brows.
"What's that mean?" asks Black.
"Why did I even ask..." chuckles Yellow "Anyway, I have a plan for us to get out!"
"OH MY GOSH THAT IS SO COOL! ARE YOU LIKE AN ANGEL-er... AGENT?" exclaims Green. He blushes.
"Ummm... it's easier to show you." says Yellow. She blushes, too- Okay sorry for interrupting but do you see the ship here? Yeen... no no no... uh... Grellow... no... Gell-o! Yes, that is awesome! I want this ship to SAIL! Okay, okay, sorry we'll continue.
"Here it is!" Yellow says as everything switches.
"I've seen this before." Orange says in British accent "Were you at that secret agency that got shut down and is now not so secret."
"Yes, but I never saw you ther- did you just talk?" Yellow asks, bewildered.
"Yes. And I can change color. " he says matter-of-factly. Then he shivers and his color changes. He turned blue, then pink, then back to orange. Everyone stared at him weirdly.
"...Okay. Anyway, the plan is to take bombs and detonate them on specific areas of this dome. I call them weak spots. Hopefully, this will open entrances to the outside world where there are thingies. Now we should get a name for the thingies."
"Ooooooooh, Pancakes."
"No, CHICK-EN!"
"HOOMUN"
"Oh yeah! I like the name Hoomun"Says Yellow." Lets do this.
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They set the bombs on each weak spot. Then Yellow grabs her walky-talky. "3..."
"2..."
"1!" and they all pressed their buttons. Suddenly, a door opens, where hoomuns walk out. They have suits on and weird things on their backs. The hoomuns suck up the blobs on the street. Then they suck up Red, Blue, Yellow, Purple, Green and Black and White.
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RandomThis book is about random stories of blobs, who are best friends, and the crazy stuff they do. But it seems that there is more to it than that.
