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"I wouldn't ask you to eat salad, I know a lost cause when I see one," Efflo laughed softly, nestling back into Gabby's arms for another moment before dragging him in the direction of food. He was happy that Gabby had relented to come with him, despite the promise of salad.

When the reached the tables, Efflo's eyes went wide - they had everything. His eyes roamed over to the salads, however, and he found himself disappointed. Floresce was meat, and well, he wasn't sure if brains counted as meat but he was pretty sure they did, and even if they didn't he didn't really want to eat brain anyway.

He let out a big sigh, dreams of salad dash and separated from Gabby to check out the dessert table instead, while the dragon found his choice of meat. While he admired the smorgasbord of treats, Efflo grabbed several well-frosted items and placed them in a napkin, heading back to Gabby when he spotted festive looking drinks, under a sign reading 'Carnival Specials'. That sounded tasty.

"Hey Gabriel," he called to the boil, "Want me to get us some drinks too?"

“Rules are meant to be broken, Mot.” Hel replied easily, and just grinned at her sister. “Make me quit.” She replied, and then scoffed. “Mot likes looking down my shirt! Why do you think he keeps doing it! Oh, also, is he my date too.” She tugged on the elbow of his shirt and grinned. “You tell her, Kettil!” She told the Muut. “You remind that b***h of her place.”

She then laughed as Bella commented about her being naked. “Well, Belladonna~” Hel purred. “All you have to do is ask~” She then leaned behind Bella, and looked at Helmut…who could barely be heard over the sound of others talking and music. Oh, sheesh…she looked like she was about to bolt…

“MOT!” Hel snapped. “I never have control and you know it!” She stuck her tongue out at the boil, and the whipped her head around when she heard another familiar voice, and she was grinning like a friend. “DAMN STRAIGHT THERE IS NOT! PREACH IT, BOIL!” She of course was looking at Mikey, whom she saluted. "I owe you a dance! Come get me when you have time to spare!"

Hel grabbed Helmut’s hand again, finishing that thought she had from earlier, to prevent the little ghoul from bolting on her own.

“I am going to the food table!” She announced. “Everyone but Freya is welcome!” She grinned then, and then pointed at Belladonna and Mot. “You two definitely come, now.” She then pointed at Kettil. “We are dancing later. ******** Freya, and not literally.” Hel then dragged the little Wendigo over to the food table.

“There you are. Belated, but we made it!”

Freya made a sound like a screeching harpie, and lunged for her sister.

Where was security when you needed them?

The Muut would have replied but he suddenly had a small situation on his hands.

Kettil made a sound of surprise as his ghoulfriend suddenly went to attack her sister. "FREYA." He lost his grip on her for a second.

Just a half of a one.

Then he stumbled after her and clung onto her, "NOOOO. You'll ruin your dress and, c'monnn."

He started to drag her off to the side. "Come do things with mee~~. So much more fun than beating the s**t out of your Sister."

While normally Alex might have thought Yin's blushing was adorable, it was the fact that they were in the middle of a very public place that instead made the zomboil worry, and he bit down on his bottom lip, concern plain in his eyes and a fleeting compulsion to reach out and snag the small note back leaving his fingers twitching slightly at his sides. He never wanted to do anything to outright embarrass the other boil in front of others, though he managed to do so on more then one, and most definitely more then five, occasions.

The relief that swept over him when Yin finished reading the note before folding it back up to put inside his own pocket was visible, the tension in his body easing, his shoulders slouching forward. The warmth of a hand as it slid into his own was welcome, and he threaded his fingers between the other boils, giving a smile and a cheerful nod, all but forgetting that he had duties for the night that didn't involve staring at and admiring his boilfriend all evening long. He gave Yin's hand and a light squeeze, mouthing the words "thank you." before tilting his head to the side, considering the boils question.

As it stood right now, Alexander only had four chaperones to keep an eye on things, not including the grumpy school secretary and the countless gnomes that were meant to listen to him for the evening, not that he really expected them to.

Yes, Yin could definitely lend a hand, so he gave the boil another nod, a firmer one then before, that hopefully looked a little more authoritative.

With that bit of business out of the way, Alexander's face broke out into a large grin, and he tugged on Yin's hand, before using his free one to gesture towards all of the assorted food dishes set out on the table, in an invitation to perhaps grab a quick bite to eat before making a patrol around the grounds.

Boilfriend before duty. He was here to have fun too, after all!

Malodore chuckled. "You both did a wonderful job on the Student Council," it said, squeezing Riley's hand. "But I confess, this way your attention is more directed. You can enjoy yourselves fully, without taking responsibility for all that occurs around you." And I can monopolize your attention without guilt, it added to Riley, with cheerful affection.

At the mention of food, Malodore nodded, then looked worried. Ah, be wary of the sugar, mia cara- "I would advise against the punch," it said, aloud. "It has never remained untainted, to my knowledge."

Junko stopped escaping when she spotted the small dolls.

"Awwww! You're so cute!" She giggled and clasped her hands together as she approached them. Adorable! Whose dolls were these?