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Jewels froze, the smile fading from her face at Hellene's question.
She glanced from monster to monster, but nobody seemed to quite have an answer.
Noticing Doriana's pained expression, Jewels took a deep breath and clapped her hands together.

"Oh Draconia! What a great idea!"

Please just roll with this, come on ghouls She cursed her lack of telepathic ability.

"Ultimate make overs! What's a new do and makeup without a gore-gous frock!"

It was a stretch, a long shot but she had to hope it might work as explanation as she sidled over to Draconia and whispered.

"Thank you, I promise, we won't hijack the whole night."

Thankfully at that moment a distraction appeared in the shape of Sally. Jewels leapt at the opportunity to divert the tension, things were getting a little too tectonic for her tastes.

"Sally! Greattoseeyou! How you been? Howyouenjoyingschool? OH my goth i'm rambling aren't I?"

Hellene stared hard at the machines and suppressed a hiss. She had a flashback to the second week of Home Ick where a rogue machine had sewn her project to Heath and then promptly caught on fire. Hellene despised sewing. That was what fashion was for, so other people could make the thing and you could buy it. Hellene didn't sew, if she wanted a new outfit she layered, or shredded. Harpies were good at shredding things.

"Yes, this does look suspiciously like school, doesn't it Draconia, I thought I was assured only quite recently that this would not look anything like school at all."

She gingerly fluttered to another shelf and alighted upon the back of a big comfy armchair, refusing to get any closer to the horrible needle mechanisms, with their treacherous bobbins and infernal spools.

Ascreama shoved open the door to The Looking Glass with her back and dragged in an over filled red cart. "Ugh.." She groaned and heaved the cart towards the other monsters.
"Sorry I'm late!" She puffed, and waved hello to the ghouls who were gathered towards the back of the store. She propped the cart's handle up and began to unpack. The cart's content wobbled uneasily; mounds of pillows and bean bags sat atop snack-piles and a mini fridge or two, everything tied down with ropes and cables to stop it toppling.

"There.. There wasn't enough room for everything.." She explained awkwardly as a Meme pulled a face at the blob monster's attire. She was wearing her imported Japanese body sleeping bag, complete with quilted sleeves and legs, a hood and a giant novelty zip down the front.
"Oh glob.." Meme muttered, embarrassed, and took the plastic tub of pie from the top of her friend's food pile.

Hellene scrutinized the drawing, with its complicated sequins and ruffles, and the wearily back at the rows of sewing machines, their needles glinting like teeth.

"I'm with Layla on this, Draconia, you know sewing machines and I don't get along well at all and have had several unfortunate sewing disasters including the one where I accidentally used the wrong stitch and my tote bag turned into a croak bag and tried to bite Heath. What hacktivities do we get to do, with all these machines everywhere and the cart and cutting tables and bean bags, there's not much room left."

She raised an eyebrow.

"And besides, isn't Puttin' on the Glitz a vintage themed dance?"

Sally could feel the sudden tension in the room. Or maybe it had gotten worse? The other ghouls did seem to not like the idea of the machines around the room. She tried to focus on Jewels' rambling, but the outburts stole both their attentions away.

"A craftivity?" she said curiously. Seemed like creepovers always have this sort of thing, right? So why was everyone so against it? Sally nodded, wishing they could see her smile "I think its a wonderful idea. It sounds fun."

Meme and Jewels began to unload Ascreama's cart, and she waved a gloved hand as more monsters joined the party.
"Ooh, craftivity!" She pondered, studying the design. "If this is what we're making, and we all chip in then it'll be done before you can say 'trapeze-ing trombones!'"
The clown ghoul wriggled in excitement "And nothing is stopping us pooling design ideas together and getting our own outfits and accessories made!"

Layla slithered up between Atomica and Hellene as they all watched some of the other ghouls helping to unload Ascreama's cart and studying different sketches of Dorianna's.

Layla leaned over toward Hellene and whispered, "Mother told me that normiesss have a word for hacktivitiesss like thisss."

She turned to Atomica and said, "They're called sssweatssshops."