Cohost writing prompt: @slime-that — Slime that thinks you’re very rude for trying to stab it
“I think you’re being rude,” the slime says.
Makinah yelps, and reflexively jabs it with her dagger again.
“Really?” the slime says.
She looks at it, wild-eyed, and down at the dagger in her hand, and at its unharmed mass; around at where she is — not the crumbling catacomb she lost consciousness in; and finally her eyes focus on the criss-crossed hoops of wire the slime is retaining within its mass, the enamelled plate held as though floating at its front surface; the emerald-on-white emblem of the Green Drop.
“Oh god,” Makinah says. “Oh god I stabbed a doctor.”
“It seemed likely, when you wouldn’t let go of the knife in your sleep,” the slime says. “That’s why I asked to be the one who kept watch on you. Not much you can damage.”
“I stabbed a Green Drop medic!” Makinah says.
“It’s really just rude when I don’t have any internal organs,” the medic says kindly.
“Oh god,” Makinah says.
“Though I might take a little more offense unless you put it down.”
Makinah obediently drops it.
“Oh good!” the medic says brightly. “It’s probably not cursed, then!”
