A ball of slime smacked Oogle in the face, nearly sending him to the slime pit in which the players waded. He kept his footing, though, and grabbed a ball of slime himself. Uckmuck had just hidden out of view, but Oogle managed to catch the faintest glimpse of which barrier he'd hid behind. Making sure to watch out for the other enemy teammates, Oogle tossed the glob of slime high into the air above where he suspected Uckmuck to be hiding.
He wanted to watch the slop land on his rival, but he knew the others would be targeting him too, so he found cover himself. Moments later Glubble and Ickslick joined Oogle, winded from their own escapes.
"They've got us pinned down now, Oogs. I think that's game for us." Glubble said.
"Well, there's one option, Glub." Ickslick replied.
Glubble gave a moment's thought to what his teammate said, then made an incredulous face. "We aren't going to snag the Pristine Ring without getting hit, especially not from here."
"No. Not without at least one of us getting hit." Oogle said. "But Ickie's right, that's our only chance to win, and we have to take it. The question is, who volunteers to take slime?"
The three looked at each other, then Ickslick and Glubble nodded at each other. "We'll take it," they said in unison.
"Oogs, you're the fastest, even in the slop. The ring's right up the ramp there. If we can hit at least one of them before they hit one of us on the way up, likewise on the way back, and dodge the rest until we reclaim the ring, we'll win this one." Ickslick said.
Oogle nodded. He knew it was the truth, so he agreed, and the three prepared to execute their plan.
A ball of slime sped past Glubble's head as he peered out to inspect the surroundings. They decided to feint the other direction, then dart out the way they inspected. The feint worked, buying them precious moments to set their bearing and gain momentum through the slop. The three each fired slime balls at the opposing team as they ran, but once they were close enough to the ramp, Oogle set his full attention on the Pristine Ring shimmering and hovering at the top.
Miraculously they made it to the ramp without being hit, and Oogle snatched the ring.
They kept their excitement down as they turned around and sped back down the ramp. Slime balls came flying at them once again. They entered back into the slop, and the change in momentum disrupted Oogle enough that the enemy was able to get a good aim on him. Before he knew what had happened, Oogle was flying back into the slop from another slime ball to the face. The Pristine Ring flew into the air. Glubble and Ickslick hesitated; this wasn't part of the plan. They were both ready to sacrifice themselves to Oogle could claim victory for their team.
Well, the plan changed. Ickslick shook out of his stupor and snatched the ring, then took off running towards their base. Glubble snapped out of it himself and sped to keep pace with his remaining teammate.
Slime balls whizzed past them, but Glubble spotted Uckmuck sneaking up ahead by their base. He was preparing to take Ickslick down from the front.
"Not on my watch" Glubble muttered. He grabbed some slime and ran as fast as he could up ahead. Uckmuck's slime was already heading straight for Ickslick's face. Ickslick himself was so focused on the goal itself that he didn't see Uckmuck.
Glubble launched the slime toward Uckmuck as he jumped in front of Ickslick to take the slime. It hit Glubble right in the chest, knocking him down to the slop, and Ickslick nearly tripped over him, but he kept his footing. Ickslick glanced at Glubble, hesitating, but Glubble gestured him forward. The ring bearer turned back and noticed Uckmuck going down from Glubbles slime. Now was his chance.
Ickslick ignored his burning quads. He ran as fast as he possibly could, and as he crossed Uckmuck slowly recovering from the hit, he dove to hang the ring. Uckmuck grabbed Ickslick's leg, pulling him back, but Ickslick had already released the ring. He splatted down to the ground. He quickly turned to spot the ring, shoving Uckmuck aside.
He was soon knocked back into the slop when Glubble and Oogle tackled him in joy. The Pristine Ring landed on the Immaculate Spire. Team Slockstickle won the Slopfest Tournament, while team Mucklesluck would be sent home with a loss in the championship game.
Uckmuck sauntered up to Oogle, clearly disheartened. He overcame his pride, though, and gave Oogle a good congratulatory handshake, then departed the arena with his own team. Oogle and Glubble raised Ickslick up on their shoulders, cheering him on as he raised the Sloppy Cup in the air in victory.
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