Clearly, the residents of Hat Shore needed something to do to keep from getting restless, much like a giant hamster ball. But once the idea of shoving everybody into a giant hamster ball had been nixed, the next best thing had been arranged: a boot camp! It would get everybody out into the open air, give everyone a chance to burn off energy, and
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And so, each of the Shoggies picked up a pool noodle, finding that the squeaky vinyl was unusually easy for them to get a grip on with the pseudopods they temporarily extended for the purpose. "Do we hits that guy?" Shoggy 3 asked, to which Shoggy 28 replied, "We can! We can hit that guy!" "Can I just hit you? You're right here." added in Shoggy 15, who began hitting Shoggy 28 with its pool noodle. "No, we got to hit people who are on the logs" Shoggy 21.5 managed to helpfully clarify, at which the Shoggies proceeded towards the logs as one, slipping beneath the muck as they did so.
Unless George had been watching the Shoggies, the only obvious sign of their approach beneath the surface was a slight stirring of the mud and a few flashes of colorful pool noodles. Only when they were right beneath the logs did they shoot up from the mud with startling speed, in perfect unison, all piping, "Ambush!" as they broke the mud, and launched themselves at George atop the logs, pool noodles flailing.
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He shrugged. "TALLY HO!" he cried again, starting to hit the Shoggies back. He was hitting himself in the process, but who cares? This is fun!
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He held up his noodle to see Shoggies dripping off the end, a bit dissolved from acid.
"So cool!" Cause if tally ho is infectious, so is so cool.
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"This is such a sooo cool game!" Shoggy 7 insisted, whacking Shoggy 28 with a yellow pool noodle before smacking George a few more times, with another cry of "Tally Ho!" which was echoed by the rest, including a bit of Shoggy dripping off George's pool noodle. Luckily, most of the smaller Shoggies produced by the activity didn't spawn with pool noodles of their own, and were re-enveloped by other Shoggies rather quickly so that the mun doesn't need to number and keep track of a bunch more atm. The one stuck to the end of George's pool noodle was clinging rather tightly for the time being, however, shouting, "Look! Look at me! I'm sort of flying!"
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It threw his balance enough that he fell into the water, taking some Shoggies with him.
But since there are some left, I guess it counts as a Shoggy win.
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He liked his new friends.
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