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"Oh... Okay!"

He leaned forward a little bit so he could be heard over Gryff's conversation.

"When I came to Monster High, my twin sister had convinced me that, in order to be cool, you'd have to be on the football team. I secretly didn't want to believe her, but... I guess I wanted to give it a try."

Rory looked as if he was trying to speak. "No, it is not as dangerous as you think."

"So the day of tryouts, I tried my best to try to impress the coach by wearing what my sister called the "Boo Style Trend." It was uh... Very interesting I must say, but it secretly changed clothes before going to practice.

"When I got to the tryouts, the coach made the 'newbies' play against the current MH team... That wasn't fun, being as I was tackled by Manny... a lot. But, I see that as me having the ball the most.

"Coach Igor kept winding down, asking some people to sit down. I guess that means they were eliminated because they never came back to the team. By the end, it was down to about five or so of us. We got let onto the team,after having to run around the field seven times. Physical tests are the worst, bro's. I'm sure Perry agrees with me too, for we both-"

"Who's Perry?" Rory asked.

"You bro's haven't met Perry?! Well, he's the son of a... Uh... I don't know actually, he seems to be a combination of a deer and a bird. We both have wings and talons, but he has... Antlers. But you know, that makes him really good at football! He's also really nice. You guys should meet him at the Tombcoming game!"

Dashner turned to Nero, answering his question late. "Yes, I think we are good indeed."

Ronan tilted his head at Glen.

"From what I understand of the sport, SKRM would seem most suited to one of your... stature... "

He nodded and set some more martianmellows to toast before continuing.

"That said, a smaller figure would have the advantage of mobility and agility verses the larger, bulkier players... "

He seemed to be talking to himself more than anything else now.

"Perhaps you should try out for the football team again?"

"Me? Oh gee, Kai. I dunno. You know how much I HATE to talk about myself."

Insert a massive amount of rolling of the eyes here.

Kai shrugged.

"Well if you'd rather not..."

"Oh but I do have a story!"

"Yeah I thought you might." Kai smiled as he took a seat with the other boos to listen.

Glen stood up and moved to a clear spot in front of the bonfire where he could see all the boos at once, and more importantly, they could see him.

"Now what I am about to tell you is a tale of horror not for the weak of heart!"

Several sets of eyes fell to Shad who huddled his arms around his knees and whimpered.

"It's a tale of fear and intrigue! A tale of friendships gone sour and then reforged! I tell you the tale of the time..."

Glen twiddled his fingers and the bonfire soared up magically, casting Glen in an ominous light!

"A normie invaded Oz!"

"How come you're always rolling your eyes!?"

Lin's voice called out from where he sat beside Gryff, frowning at Ronan.

Kai sat down between Ronan and Gryff, handing the latter a bottle of Putridgrine water.

"Sorry, that's all we have that'd come close to your discerning taste, Gryff. Everything else is soda."

He heard Lin and Ronan snipe at each other, and it raised his interest. Usually, amongst his monster friends, there was a lot of mistrust and misunderstanding about normies. It likely came from generations of 'torch and pitchfork'-style relations between the two races.

"Don't be too down, brutha." Kai assured Ronan. "Glen's story has a happy ending I think you'll approve of. After he talks, I gotta ask you something."

"uh.. sure?" Ronan looked a little worried about questions, what in the seven seas could Kai want to talk to HIM about? But he nodded politely and listened to Glen's tale.

"here." Noticing Dashner's utter lack of martianmellow roasting ability, he offered him a fresh stick and the bag.

Ronan looked skeptical, musing that if a witch gave him something and said it'd protect him, he'd be pretty reluctant to take it off and hand it over also. Pretty or not.

"but if the girl hadn't come, your aunt Nessa wouldn't have been crushed by a house and your aunt Glinda and your mother would have never fallen out in the first place..."

In fact, from all he could tell, the only supposed good to come from the whole thing was the over exuberant witch boo standing in front of the fire. And to be honest, would the world miss Glen? Oh obviously the fact he existed was important to Glen, but had he never been born, nobody would miss him purely because they'd never know him. So... could it really be seen as a great gain to the universe?

He mulled this over in silence for a while, before speaking.

"You're really the first child of Oz? " He tilted his head. "Aren't there other children?"