Chomper’s CraAaAAaaAaaaAzy Cup and Ball Game! (YEEEEEAAAAH BOOOOOIIIIII!)

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A... mass of cubes? Onlookers do a double take at the sight. Yeah, that's a mass of cubes alright.

A mass of cubes slides up to the booth. It doesn't speak, but Chomper hears words form in her head.
"I am Forceps. I would like to play your game, please. The capped cups, if you are able."

Chomper rubs her hands together. "Oh, we're able."

Pulling out another set of cups, golden cups with a black ball, Chomper puts the ball in the left cup, caps the three cups, and begins to shuffle.
The right cup is switched with the left cup. 
The middle cup is switched with the left cup.
The left cup is switched with the right cup.
Cruncher sticks the cup in front of her in her mouth. I guess that's her gimmick?
The cups on the table are switched. Cruncher is trying to do... something? With the cup in her mouth? It doesn't look like she's succeeding
The cups on the table are switched. There's a loud crunch.
Cruncher spits the cup in her mouth into her hand, a broken, chewed up mess of plastic and saliva. She puts the cup on the right of the two cups on the table like nothing happened.
The left cup is switched with the right...cup, if it can still be called that.
"What did you do?"  Solstice whispers to Cruncher, her voice tense.
Cruncher doesn't respond. You notice one of her cheeks are bulging. 

"Which...uh, which cup do you think the ball is in?" Chomper asks, a bit unsure herself.

Forceps separates itself as it watches, making just enough space for a cube to rotate in place occasionally. It seems to be concentrating? It's difficult to read the body language of a pile of cubes.

After a moment, it "speaks", the cubes coming together again.
"I can't determine the exact location of the ball, but I will choose to assume your friend has abided by the general conventions of the game and ensured the ball remained within a cup. That said, I believe it is in the left cup."