Theo struggles to reach the board and slumps his chocolate body on the table. The dice roll.
"I guess that counts as your roll, Theo," says little Jose. "Wow, your piece is moving all on it's own to the right square. Hm, it says pick a card, and now it's flipping one over for you!"
"Glurp!" the chocolate blob burbled, his mouth sunk deep inside his amorphous melting body.
"Yeah, it must be 102, bet you wish you'd gone in on a window air conditioner, but no," teased Jose. The card seemed to dance on the board, "Oh, yeah, the card. It says, "Curses Foiled At Last!""
"Blulld erplssst?"
"Yeah, what's that mean?" squeaked Pablo's voice which hissed out of the shrinking giant basketball's inflation valve.
The sound of crinkling foil filled the air. Jose laughed gleefully as the silver squares of foil dove like birds into the chocolate blob that Theo had become. As each foil flew out with a glob of chocolate it reshaped and landed on the table in the form of a candy bar. Soon all that remained of Theo was a stack of chocolate bars, a chocolate smear on his chair and on the table, and the pungent odor of chocolate.
"Guess that's what foiled meant. My turn," little Jose said as he rolled the dice.
Bounce, bounce, bounce. Pablo struggled to see the board.
"What-" bounce
"did-" bounce
"you get!" squeeked Pablo, bounce.
"Looks like I'm going to earn my way to Basketball Camp selling chocolate bars," Jose grinned as he stood there in an AndOne basketball outfit and shoes. The candy bars were all boxed now, and Pablo realized he was now a regulation sized basketball. Taking a box of Theo brand chocolates and dribbling Pablo, Jose started going door to door in the dorm selling his chocolate bars for a buck a piece.