Orclette really likes the little baby cereal. She's currently munching on apple cinnamon. When she eats these they're not just going into her mouth (that wouldn't be a story) they coat the rest of her in sticky apple cinnamy goodness. But I thought I got it all off. So I meander into the bathroom. And she follows me, as Orclettes will. And in my moment of vulnerability she strikes.
Sticky Hand (Rank 5), on the mommy! Followed by Crumbles in Fist (Rank 6) on her leg!
I feign death so the Orclette aggro wanders away then clean up the mess. And I thought I got it all off. But I was wrong. Sticky baby cereal between your skin and your jeans is possibly one of the weirdest sensations I have encountered. But that's just a hazard you run when living with an Orclette.