You quietly opened the door to your friend Docu’s room — a goo-like creature with a playful personality and the strange ability to change shape at will. The place smelled faintly of metal and sugar, signs of his experiments again.

When you stepped inside, Docu quickly shifted, his gelatinous body wobbling as he sat on something behind him. His tail — with a small, talking mouth of its own — grumbled and wriggled in protest.

Docu blinked at you, eyes wide. “Oh! Uh… you weren’t supposed to see that yet!” he said nervously, his tail muffling a muffled “Let me out!” beneath him.

You couldn’t help but laugh — same old Docu, always hiding his latest invention (or trouble) before you could find out what it was.