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 Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2016 10:17 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2016 5:22 am
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"LASS!"
Lin hollered, his tiny voice seemed to grow to epic proportions due to the acoustics of the Lair's cavern walls, and the echos -- well they echoed off of the walls and carried on. The small gremlin raced as fast as his small legs could carry him -- past the traps laid out for intruders and looky loos who might come searching for the Tribe's "fabled" lair.
The traps were Gryff's idea, and his designs. That was the hard part. Atomica and Lin were just the ones who built them -- and Lin only got caught in them once ... okay maybe twice. Okay... well that's not important!
What was important was something was clearly up and Lin's yelling went through Atomica's system like nails on a chalkboard, causing her next softball to go sailing erratically, ricocheting off of the walls and bouncing in an arc of zig zags! Lin dove out of the way, just barely missing being creamed, and the ball came to a soft rest in Atomica's glove, caught like the pro she was!
"Like, WHAT can be so important as to ruin my practice?" Atomica rolled her ocular sensors.
Lin got to his knees, dusting himself off (yeah like another layer of grime on his work clothes would make a dif!). "Is practice so important you'd do it in our Lair and risk breaking..." He glanced up and a smile broke out onto his face and he pointed toward the project she had sent her softball into earlier. "Heyyy! My self-induced moancha coffincino discomboobulator turned on!"
"You're welcome! Now what's the emergency??"
"Oh lass! Yer not gonna believe this!" Lin got to his feet and ran up to her. His face showed his worry. "I just came from the school. I was hanging out to see if Gryff wanted me to get his books home ... he ALWAYS needs me to carry his books! An' Cassie was with him and .... GRYFF ASKED CASSIE OUT!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2016 8:52 am
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"Wait...WHAT?!"
Something Lin had just said did NOT compute. No, not the fact that Gryff was apparently going to school on the day before the Scaremester started...that was perfectly normal for Gryff. Even when it came to going to school, Gryff ABSOLUTELY HAD to be the first to do something.
'So this is your first day of school? That's nice, I guess, for you. I mean, I've been doing school for days already...' was usually how his conversations with brand-boo students went.
No, the logic error was in Lin's statement that Gryff had asked Cassie out. OUT. Clearly, this required more data input.
"Totally does not compute. Rewind, and tell me what happened." Atomica set down her baseball bat and Lin got himself comfy on an overturned box full of old LPs. His smile was as broad as his face - being the bearer of juicy gossip was exhilarating! This must be how Spectra felt all the time!
"I told you, it was at the school! Cassie and Gryff were talkin', and they were bein' really quiet, but these ears have good hearing, ye'know!" Lin tugged on his ears and Atomica nodded. "Even if I was listening to my Stony Stalkman heaphones at the time, as soon as I saw the two of them together I popped 'em out and had a listen!"
"And...what EXACTLY was said?" Atomica prompted Lin. This was important. Oh, if only she had gone and put surveillance drones all over the school like she'd WANTED to. Invasion of privacy, she was told. It wasn't like she was going to broadcast EVERYTHING they recorded on Frighttube!
"Well, I heard the words 'to the Maul,' and Cassie said 'Sure, that's perfect!' and something was said about lunch, and Cassie said they'd meet back here, and before she walked way, Gryff said to 'REMEMBER THE DATE.'"
"They're meeting, here?! When?!" Atomica started compiling the information. If Gryff had actually said 'date,' did that mean....romantic feelings?! SO ILLOGICAL!
Atomica was SUPER observant and she had never EVER seen any flashes of romantic interest from either Gryff or Cassie!
"In about a half hour!" Lin jumped up and down on the box. "I ran here as fast as m'legs could take me! I knew you'd want t'know about this!"
"Shhh...give me a moment." Atomica's hard drive began calculating. If Gryff and Cassie went on a date, it was 100% obvious that clearly they would fall in love and become one of Monster High's most influential power couples. The creepateria would crumble before their power!
Calculating...
The dynamics of the Trouble Tribe would completely change. Cassie and Gryff would have eyes for each other only. Their hands would fuse together from all the hand-holding.
Calculating...
The couple would become so ubiquitous they would merge into a singular, pink-blue-maroon-black uber-being. Worlds would tremble at Gryffandra's power. Empires would fall. A boo world order would rise. And Lin and Atomica would be totally ignored, left aside and neglected by their former friends.
Calculations complete.
"Omighoul. LIN." Atomica looked at her tiny beastie with panic in her LED eyes. "Lin, we must stop this date at all costs. Gryff and Cassie can't DATE. It would be disaster for the Trouble Tribe! And also the world I guess, but MOSTLY disaster for the Trouble Tribe!"
"My thoughts hexactly!" Lin agreed, solemnly. "But how?! If we just tell 'em t'stop, they'd get mad at us!"
This was true. First, they would be mad at Lin for eavesdropping. Then, they would be mad at both of them for interfering in their relationship. Worse, maybe they were already madly in love and telling them to stay apart would speed up the future disaster!!!!
"Come on! Let's hide!" Atomica told Lin and the two of them scurried behind Lin's mochaccinno-dispensing invention. "First, we will attempt to observe their interactions. Then, if need be, we'll just, like, have to intervene, somehow."
"Intervene? You mean..." Lin began to rub his claws together.
Atomica nodded.
"Yes. If worse comes to worse and it totally seems that they're like, going through with this date thing, then, for the good of Monsterkind, we will have no choice but to ruin. Their. Date."
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2016 10:02 am
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Cassandra MH The familiar scent of strawscary bubblegum and strong clawffee filled the catacombs and, the sound of Cassie's platforms echoed as Cas and Gryff arrived. She looked around before turning to face gryff.
"looks like they aren't here" she looked nervous, that was obvious. But then again ...she always looked that way around him.
Gryff sneered (his usual hexpression), and shrugged. The fringe on his new screamprinted (by local Banshee artisans) scarf rippled as he moved.
"That's fine, we don't want them hanging around today anyway. You and I are going to the...th..." he paused to take a swing of coffee, "ahem, the maul together," he told her.
Cassie gasped and looked up at him. He gazed into the far off distance and nodded inscrutably.
"It's come to this at last. The maul is not the ideal place, but nothing else has born fruit. And you know the maul, they have those...stores...that you like...with the bows and that Pusheek! thing," he said, waving his coffee-free hand not quite dismissively.
Gryff did not like the maul, he could barely even tolerate it. But no monster's heart could harden against Pusheek!, not even his. It was possible ferreted away in his room was a Pusheek! coffin mug. Possibly.
He gazed down into Cassie's eyes.
"You must take me there. We have a mission. Come on, we'll take the bus." |
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