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Hel had resisted it for as long as she could…but alas…she could hold this off no longer.

She needed a new phone.

For the past two years she had constantly forgotten, used and abused her little hand me down flip phone…and it had finally bitten the dust this morning. Now, Hel would have been very content to not get another phone, but then she actually sat down and thought about it…it had its perks. Since she’d be graduating soon, if she had a new phone she could call her few friends and check up on them…and she could…check the Critter…though now she hated Critter because it was stupid and brought nothing but trouble and stupid cowards…

Oh well.

Point was she needed a new one now after she had rolled over her old one and it finally cracked into pieces.

That’s why Hel was standing outside Mot’s door, holding the pieces of her phone in her hands, and kicking his door with a metal toed boot.

Hel beamed upon seeing Mot, hard at work, too! She’d have to be nosey and see what he was carving after they addressed her problem. “I rolled over it!” She announced, looking down at it before she looked back up at Mot.

“I need a new one now, so we are going to go get a new one!”

“Ya, really!” She replied, and was actually almost expecting some resistance or hesitation…so when Mot seemed all too eager about this…Hel wondered what she had just gotten herself into…Geeze! He was more excited than her getting a new phone! But maybe that meant he was the right choice after all. She had thought about making Mac go with her…but Mac never made anything easy…and she could have seen the entire afternoon being teased, possibly tortured, lead astray, and violence.

“I do not think you need clean clo—“ Door shut…hrm. Alright then.

Hel snorted, amused. Mot only had wood shavings on him…he really couldn’t have dusted them off? Oh well.

She grinned once he reappeared. “Jack, Mot, it was not like you had spaghetti sauce all over like I did that one time!” Regardless, she spun on her heel and started to go down the hall, humming a bit, and still holding the broken pieces of her phone.

“So? How goes it?”

Hel just giggled, jiggling her phone pieces. Oh Mot. “You are so cute~” She snickered, and then laughed. “Oh, Motty, do not let that exam get you down!” She replied, though she was rather curious, if not secretly a bit anxious, to see what the results would say. “It is just some pieces of paper, after all!”

She looked over at the cowboil. “Prom is coming up! You are going, ya?” At this rate, Hel pushed open the reaper common room door, and was leading the boil across the yard towards town.

The way Mot said that with such confidence, and the little grin he sported…honestly…it made Hel jealous. How nice it was he was so certain that he was going with his ghoulfriend. How happy he seemed…Hel immediately dropped her gaze down to her broken phone, and sighed a bit before she quickly tried to cover it up.

“R-right! Nicely dressed…I will make sure to go with a spaghetti stain just for you, though.”

Hrm…now thinking about it…it had been a year-ish since they broke up, huh? Weird. Time…flew, oddly enough. This was weird to think about.

Hel chuckled, though it was half hearted, and made a whining sound when Mot whapped her on the head.

“Oooooooooh do not worry, Motty.” Hel assured. “I will be appropriately dressed…in both of my outfits…” The ghoul trailed off for a moment, and her brows furrowed. “…Hey, Mot?” She suddenly piped up. “…When someone says…’a ghoul I am seeing’….what does that mean?”

“Ya…!” Hel replied. “First half I am wearing a suit…thing…because I am taking this silly first year…and the second half I am coming back in a dress…” She trailed off, and then riveted her attention on Mot when he answered her question.

It was sad (but funny, someone was laughing a lot right now) at how quickly the feeling of happiness welled up in her chest, and it showed on her face. It meant dating? She was right to hope that it—

Then Mot finished his thought.



It was also sad (but still really funny) how fast Hel’s expression changed, and how quickly that feeling of hope in her chest faded away, and left suffering. “…Oh.” She quickly looked back down at her phone, idly pushing some pieces around with her thumbs.

“…S-so, yanno, I almost did not want to get a new phone, but I figured it would be a good thing to have…since I am going to be on…my own…after I graduate and um…to get a hold of…you…and others…”

“Probably best I am busy, Mot. You know me…and the saying…idle hands are the devil’s tools.”

She heaved her shoulders in a silent sigh, but actually started and her hair stood up on end as Mot roared “UNHOL—“ She shrieked, until Mot then wrapped his twig arms around her and started to shake her. W-was this Mot? Did she die? Did the mini-pets kidnap him, take him into the closet, and then replace him with an Other Mot!? Mot shaking her, though, also caused all the pieces of her phone to go flying everywhere in a shower of plastic and circuit boards, and Hel flailed uselessly for the pieces, before she just resigned herself, and let Mot sway her back and forth.

“But Mooooooooot~!” She wailed, as if this answered everything. “…If I do not stick to it for him…who will? Besides…you would want someone to be there for you, no matter how awful you might be, right!?” She hoped. She hoped everyone wanted someone to tough it out for them. Jack knows she did.