Fudge coming clean

Although Michael was glad to have come into possession of hundreds of kilos of cacao beans, he remained clueless as to how it had all happened.

He had assumed that cacao beans were already nearing their extinction, especially after the recent earthquakes that ravaged the entire landscape in the surrounding area. But somehow, the Orcs seemed to have their own plantation—one that could produce plenty of cacao seeds for them to harvest.

"Fudge? I think I deserve an explanation here…"

A violet blob emerged 'victoriously' from the shadows. With his blobby hands on his nonexistent waist and his imaginary chin held up high, clearly waiting for the upcoming praises from his master.

"Hehe, Master! I was able to spread my clones behind the Orcs after I saw them at the meeting…"