Mimic Memoirs: Trip to the zoo
HRT month 17
Attempting to deliver a plush toy as promised
The late noon sun rolled high above the sky. Mid spring days of hyper city carry a lot of rain. It wasn't a big deal for a mimic. But Mayday wasn't fully a mimic yet, and slimes hated rain. Too much water leaves slimes diluted and in danger of melting completely. Thankfully umbrellas do the job just fine. Still it set the tone of today as dangerous.
A drop of water finds its way onto the slime mimic's ankle with her whole body going into a shiver. It's normal for slimes to start vibrating in response to danger. It's a way to alert others that one is at great risk.
“It's just the rain, it's just the rain, it's just the rain.” She chanted.
she pulled a bag of plush toys closer to her chest as she repeated herself a dozen more times.