Blob

In a particularly wobbly corner of the universe, in a galaxy affectionately (and entirely inaccurately) known as Blobonia, life was delightfully squishy. The blobs spent their days oozing about, absorbing snacks, and maintaining a perfect state of equilibrium to squeeze through cosmic gateways.

But trouble wobbled in. A once-dependable gateway began to shrink. Panic ensued. Enter one brave blob, determined to consume just the right amount of cosmic snacks and fit through the temperamental portal.

The mission? Achieve the perfect size—not too big, not too small—or face being stranded in a very blobbed up situation indeed.

No pressure, of course.