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Colley 
"I hope not." She also didn't want to smell gooey and she didn't want goo in her hair. That was just an all around BAD thing, you know, messing up a girl's hair. No good.
They'd been going good so far and from what Cat could see they were pretty close to being done. "I think we should go back to the cupcakes after this." She decided. "Also, lets pretend this gooey stuff is icing. That's much better." Since Mo was bigger, he was a good chunk of their balance and when he slid, Cat slid too. Except this time when she tried to steady herself he was already sliding and she just pushed him over.
Woops.
"We'll just eat all the cupcakes," Mo agreed, his grip tightening as he fought to stay upright. He wasn't on board with walking in icing, because that made it extra unsanitary, but he was onboard with cupcakes with his Cupcake. Erm... the Cupcake. She didn't belong to him because people weren't property.
Mo righted himself after that slip, but Cat was still moving. When she smacked into him, Mo remembered the big promise not to smoosh her. His arms went out as he fell backwards, so that Cat was safely tucked against his chest... high and dry as his back and the back of his head smacked into the slime.
Oh. Merlin. No.