The Gloophi. (+ New Friend) (Update 3)

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(Click, tap, or space to progress) (Part of the Waketaa arg) Jan 24th: So. I found a Gloophi. IN MY BACKYARD. I first spotted the thing a couple days ago. I was really freaked out about it, but I didn't let on to the rest of my family (I think). I didn't try to mess with it for a couple days and made sure it wasn't around if I went outside, but today, I decided to swallow my fear and catch it. I grabbed a jar from the basement and slowly crept out the back door. I left it slightly open in case I needed to make a break for it. I spotted it and slowly crept toward it with the open jar. It hadn't spotted me yet as I got closer to it. I tried not to think about what would happen if it turned around before I got to it. I inched toward it. I was holding the jar above it when I stepped on a particularly crunchy leaf and it turned around. Now or never. I slammed the jar down over it and managed to scoop it up inside and shove the lid on tightly. It screeched in the jar, tried banging on the glass and the lid to try to break out, but it couldn't do anything. I had trapped it. I smiled and laughed a little. The great and terrible Gloophi had been trapped. By me! I walked back in the door when I realized it was more open than before. Something had gotten in. Whatever it was didn't matter right now. I rushed up to the attic door, but before I opened it, I noticed two things on the ground. A polaroid photo and a note sat on the ground. Something was up there. Another creature. I decided it was probably best to keep the Gloophi in my room. It's less than ideal, but it's better than nothing. I set it on my desk, along with the two things from the creature and snapped a photo. I snapped a close-up of the polaroid and note, too. Whoever is in my attic (probably the other creature in the photo) seems to know Cinna, because they're both in the photo and the note is addressed to Cinna. I read the note, and it's actually a really sweet poem, but I feel like it might've been... Personal. Great, now I feel bad. As if I didn't have enough insomnia before. :,) I put the pics of the photo and the poem if you're interested. I don't know what I'm gonna do with the Gloophi, but for now I'm just gonna keep it locked up. Maybe once this whole thing blows over, we could release it back into the wild. Or we could just pour some of the cure on it. Either way is fine with me. Jan 27th: Today I heard whatever creature crashing around in my attic, so I decided now was a better time than any to go check on him. I climbed up into the attic with the photo and the poem, and as soon as I got up there, the crashing stopped, and I heard something run and hide. "Hello?" I said, "I think you might've dropped these. A photo and a poem? By the way, the poem is really sweet, you have such a way with words-" The whatever-it-was rushed out and snatched them from me. I waited for a second and then I heard a voice say "Did you read it?" I admitted that I had. "Oh my gosh... It's so embarrassing. Honestly I'm sorry for you..." I could almost hear in his voice that he was blushing. He sounded about the same age as Cinna, maybe a little older. I decided to ask him if he knew anything. "Nah, it's fine, man." I said, "But seriously, you did such a great job of capturing Cinna's personality with the poem. It's like I could almost see him..." Silence. Then, a trembling voice. "C-Cinna...?" "Uh... Yeah. He's really sweet." I saw the head of a Squakkoa, the same one from the photo, peek out from behind a box. "You know him...?" he asked. "He stayed here for a while. He'd been alone for nearly 5 years." I replyed. "He's alive..." He whispered. I was about to say something else, but then he ran up and hugged me. We just stayed like that for awhile while he cried big, happy sobs. Once he finally calmed down, I asked what his name was. "Oh, sure. M-My name's Jitter." Jitter. He was Cinna's best friend back home. I remember that. I told Jitter that Cinna had mentioned him, and he seemed a little flustered by it. He asked where Cinna was, and I told him he went to try to help Zyiot. "ZYIOT'S ALIVE TOO?!" Clearly this guy hasn't gotten the memo yet. Tomorrow I'm gonna explain to him everything that's happened and the current situation. I'm not sure he'll be thrilled when he learns what Cinna's been up to... (CONTINUED IN NOTES AND CREDITS)