Kurumi was pretty sure that she had searched ever nook and cranny of the bucket and besides the half digested crab apple, she had found nothing. Kurumi's gaze shifted to her last bucket, the purple one, and was 90% certain that it was filled with chocolate pudding. It certainly looked the smoothest out of the three at least.

Kurumi removed her poop covered gloves, turned them inside out, and set them down on the table next to the bucket before returning to the front of the room and grabbing a fresh pair of plastic gloves. She then returned to her station and stared at the bucket for a few moments - her heart pounding in her chest like a drum.

Was she really about to do what she was thinking about doing? What if...what if it wasn't filled with pudding and what she was about to let pass through her lips was of the animal droppings variety?

Kurumi looked around the area hoping that no one was watching her. It seemed like everyone was a bit too preoccupied with their own buckets to take any interest in her, which was a very good thing.

Kurumi sloooooooooooooooooooowly poked the surface of the brown contents and saw it giggled like jello. That was a good sign, wasn't it? She then pushed down on its surface and her finger easily slipped into the goo. It felt cooler than the other two buckets, which increased the probability of it being pudding to about 94%. She was liking this odds more and more.

She removed her finger and examined its brown coating. Her eyes darted around checking once again to see if anyone was watching. Closing her eyes, she stuffed her finger into her mouth...



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IT WAS PUDDING! CHOCOLATE PUDDING!

Would it be alright if she just ate her way through the bucket until she found her egg?