Chapter 13
This isn’t what Randy usually does, skill-wise, but something Wes said must’ve got through because apparently Randy was under the impression that he can do anything if he puts his mind to it. Which, granted, is true, and if one ignores the sheer effort and the time spent, it’s even simple enough as only needing imagination. But seeing as those two are important parts of the process, Randy ends up throwing his power around. And, to be fair, that doesn’t work against him in this case.
The mud goes everywhere.
“Why would you do that?!” the blob formerly known as Mica shouts.
“I was in the mud,” Randy answers serenely. “So, you people needed to be, also, in the m—”
Mica tackles him. They go down, the mud goes up. Wes narrows his eyes, hoping he can make something out, but the two figures struggling aren’t even close to resembling human beings. He has no chance of telling who’s who.