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When the puppy had been taken from her, that initial panic she'd had had both relaxed...and crashed into a soul-crushing moment of 'No no nonononononononono'.

In her worries over the 'baby', she'd bonded in .2 seconds. (Cass really did get attached to things quickly).

She looked to Marcus and quietly said, "She didn't even know she was Dove." Then she just stroked Mr. Tinklebottom for a while, as though somehow he would just make everything better for her. For the record, he didn't. Especially when he was running off to the very unusual lady who had stolen the fluffy baby.

Which on the note..of fluffy babies -

The reunion of Cass and Dove was met with much more excitement from the Mist than the initial unveiling had been as she rubbed down the puppy. "Baby, baby," she cooed at the puppy, "I missed you but you didn't have to come back, baby..."

"The rarest catch...divine temperment...shiny...handsome..." Allan's armpit rasped, pawing at the air in front of him. It only provided more space for the foxfires to latch on, which they wasted no time doing. "Alas, I have already been captured. I beg of thee, release me to my proper captor!"

"A basic overview would be great," Jordan said very seriously, nodding. "It's best to have a solid basic knowledge of a subject before getting into the more complex con ... cepts ... " The pause in his sentence was occasioned by the fluffy little creature he'd just spotted in Mimsy's arms. He leaned back a little bit as a sudden, vivid memory of being overwhelmed by a wave of hooded foxfires rolled over him. He liked foxfires, but this particular subtype had some rather negative associations. However, it was just one of them. He pulled his smile back on. "I'd love to hear more about your work when you have time, too."

Little, pattering footsteps sounded under the general merry chaos that was a Deus Christmas party. Out of the corner of his eye, Jordan caught a flash of beady little eyes. It wasn't just one of them.

The Charmander hat went unremarked for the time being. Jordan was used to Allan, and he would happily - or at least voluntarily - wear whatever his division leader handed him. On the scale of costumes that could have been inflicted, a jaunty Pokemon hat was something he'd probably actually keep.

She didn't say anything about being there to support him and guide him where needed. Finn didn't need to. Fini knew. And knew even better how much he hated having his weaknesses advertised for all to see. So let them just assume she was clinging to her man. One handsome look man~ Fini was quite happy with her outfit selection!

Of course, it became much less difficult to keep everyone in the dark about Finn's lack of... balance, when so much else was going on. Fini couldn't even keep up with it all.

And why was she not surprised to spot her division leader causing problems too? She just sighed.

"Do you?" She glanced up at him, a small smile curling the corners of her lips up. "I'll have to remember that." She teased, snorting at his next remark. "I would not trust anything that was caused by... certain people." Did she even need to say names?

Fini let her gaze take in the decor again - and a flying snowball followed by a certain death hunter flipping her the bird, which she promptly returned, sticking her tongue out too - before laughing. "Well, it's not like Deus typically throws these kind of... um.. parties." They probably didn't even have enough decorations of one holiday or another and thus just combined them all into one!

Oh dear god was that a fluffy dog?! What...

Thankfully, Finn distracted her (and was distracted himself) by leaning down to give her a kiss on the cheek. Her lips slid into a big smile before a bit of red entered her cheeks and she had to laugh, leaning her head against him. "Maybe you still have presents on the way!" She whispered back, kissing his cheek and noticing... a sticker?

And there were more fluffy things running around.

Fini oh so casually steered Finn out of the way of the little... whatever they were's from the life labs. Something Halloween related, she thought. "Why don't we check out the refreshments? I'm sure you're hungry." She paused, leaning in closer. "And no, I am not on the menu currently."

Allan wasn't too sure what America was going for, but he assumed it was because she was just as excited that Pikachu-chan had survived and become stronger and had jumped into the air to celebrate and embrace those warm fuzzy feelings. "Yatta!" shouted the Sun lead-

- And then gave both of them a hug. A really big one, thankfully also involving Edgar and the cushioning of foxfires. Now would be a good time to escape.

Jason would have replied with a eager yes, she could be a thrown princess (and he could be the throne king and wait did that mean he would get kisses omgwtfhellyeah), but at that moment Allan had decided to swing at everyone into a room, and he had been thrown into a wall.

He was currently unconscious.

He had none of the luck.

Rep thought Harrison covered in the lipstick was pretty ******** hilarious. "I'd eat a ******** elf, I bet they taste like meat with mint sauce." he said. "Probably delicious."

Lipstick felt waxy and strange, he had no idea how bitches wore it legitimately, he leaned forward to kiss him on the lips if he got away with it. "I know you don't." he said with what could have been false tenderness, but in actuality wasn't false at all. "There's just so many Harry Christmas puns I could make."

When Rin spoke up, it dragged him out of his distraction, glancing over at her. "There's no ******** competition for who is Queen here. Fairest though, that'd probably be him." He gave Harrison a one armed squeeze.

It was only then that he noticed the ******** foxfires had multiplied and were wreaking havoc all over the ******** room. He'd called it, and now things were going to end up completely eaten. "I hope you brought bandages and s**t." he said under his breath to Harrison as he watched Kostya get chewed on.

Melvin returned to Rin, holding a table cloth tied at the end that was moving and wiggling inside. Despite looking a bit out of breath, he was smiling and happier than any joy-laced food could have on him. "I got two." He said, as if this was somehow amazing.

"I can't find any more tablecloths to get more though." He looked at the bag. "I might be able to stuff another one in." He said, holding up the makeshift bag and looking to the three of them before looking at Rep and Harrison. "Why do you have lipstick on?"