When her mother cut down the green jelly beast, she’d watched its remains ooze into the earth.
‘Keep back,’ her mother warned.
But later, when a small chunk of green bounced toward her through the grass, she tossed it a strip of bread and watched it absorb it hungrily.
When she built up the courage to touch it, it didn’t burn as she feared; it was cool, and purred slimily at her touch.
One day she would be infamous for her (mostly) tame Gelatinous Cube.
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