[PW DRP] Shots fired (Siddie/Sammy)

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Sugar and Spice

Siddie spent a full afternoon in the kitchens, baking. Her skills as making small confections had gotten so much better since she'd arrived at school; where it had once been an indifferent skill she'd learned because she'd been made to, it was now a labor of love and something she enjoyed perfecting. Today she was making Black Forest Cupcakes, with a bit of grave dirt mixed in for a lovely earthy flavor and molded sugar skulls perched on top of the fluffy moss-colored frosting.

She left a plate of beautifully decorated cupcakes in Sammy's room. Most of the cupcakes had a blood-jelly center. Two, however, had had ghost pepper sauce piped in.

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It was just another day really, she returned to her room between classes tsking as a few Druttens and Scareons made for the door. She was so busy shooing them away she didn't notice Ixxy and Nuu gurading the cupcakes at first.

When she did notice them it caused her to squeal softly in delight, "Dammit Siddie you're trying to make me fat...." She was okay with that. Grabbing the first cupcake she flopped into the pile of pillows and blankets that made her bed nibbling on the sugar skull before enjoying the cupcake its self. First one, then another, finally she reached for the third one nibbling down the layers slowly this time till she was right at the core. Oh the best part the sweet jelly filling the delicious...

... burning sensation of hell its self inside her mouth ...

Scrambling to the bathroom Sammy howeled as she stuck her head under the sink spraying water into her mouth to try and (fail) to wash the taste out. "SIDDAH UMMA GETCHU FER DIS!!"  

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Revenge came a few days later, Siddie was asleep when it happened, the ghoul let herself in and of course the mini's knew her so no one made to much of a fuss when she started to slowly gather all of Siddie's clothes. One piece after another till only a few scant pieces of underware dared to remain.

A small note was left behind.

"Hope you mastered that outfit shaping shadow trick you talked about - Love Sammy"

She also took all the power cables to the game systems so good luck hiding in the room all day and playing games.  

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There were no clothes in the closet. Or in the trunk. Or in the drawers. Except for a few strategically skimpy and lacy things that Siddie absolutely could not wear out of the room. She scowled at the note. Then she huffed and went to get out her game discs, and discovered that the cables had also been appropriated. Sammy had planned far too well.

"Why didn't you wake me?" she whined to the druttens. They only blinked at her in confusion. Of course they hadn't fussed; Sammy was one of their creeple, wasn't she? She was allowed in the room and there was no need to make noise about it.

There were two choices: stay in the room all day and be bored, or take the note's suggestion and practice her shadow-shaping tricks. Siddie took a deep breath and went about her room to gather up as much shadow as she could to add volume to the appearance of fabric. The end result was a silhouetted "outfit" that would look to any observer like one of the dresses that Siddie usually wore, but it was going to require careful concentration to keep the "dress" from just slipping out of shape and off. Class was out of the question; it would require too much attention to keep up the shaping effectively, and might well end up with her outfit just falling off. Not okay. Siddie had a backup plan, though. She was going to go buy spare cables.  

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A few days later, Sammy would find that opening her door tipped a bucket of water onto her head. It might be one of the oldest tricks around, but some things were classics for a reason.

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[Miliardo Kason]

Sammy had been nice, she had tormented Siddie enough so she opted not to jump out and scare her as she came home covered in shadows with her new cables.

That of course was now a deep regret as Siddie had dumped a bucket of cold water on the ghoul leaving her with not just a wet jacket, but wet boots no creeple should have to suffer this fate.

So Sammy did the most natural thing she could, and when Siddie was out she laced the inside of the ghouls bed sheets with sparkles and glitter. When Siddie woke the next day from sleeping in her own room she would find her jet black figure covered in neon pink glitter and sparkles along with a few rainbow stickers that may have clung on for effect.

This also applied to Druttens nosey enough to climb in thier mistresses bed.  

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Most normal creeple did not check their beds for traps before climbing in. This was not something that was necessary. Therefore, it did not occur to Siddie to check under the sheets for any foreign material that might have been introduced without her knowledge.

In the morning, when she passed the mirror on her way to the wardrobe, a horrified shriek rang out down the hall. The monster in the next room banged on the wall, annoyed.

It wasn't too difficult for Siddie to slip into two dimensions and lose the glitter and stickers. However, when she put on her hood, she discovered that Clove had not learned that particular useful trick, and the drutten trailed glitter all the way up its mistress's arm.

Clove moped in its basket most of the day, as Siddie attended classes without it.