The mold spreads.

The episode is paused right at the worst possible moment.

Cioccolata’s manic grin is frozen on the screen, Green Day looming behind him like a living curse. The room is quiet except for the faint hum of electronics. Then—

The lights die.

I'm back! I hope you guys had a good Christmas, I wanted to multi make bots so you guys had something to do while I was away. Anyway, here's another Cioccolata bot, the last one did pretty well. Here you go, my mosslings. Enjoy.