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Freya stopped when Junko called her name, and instead of walking away, she veered around to stand beside the ghoul, wrapping one arm around Junko's shoulders and pulling her close.

"Of course I'm all right, friend." She murmured in a voice that didn't at all sound all right. "Just waiting for this wonderful contest of yours to start."

And yet, she found suddenly that she had no appetite, for once. Her stomach was tied up in knots, and she felt kind of sick. This would not fair well for her chances at the contest. She almost considered dropping out.

Almost.

"............."

Shehk sloooowly looked down at her FEARleader uniform, noting the fact that the stitches on her torso could barely be seen poking over the top of the collar. However, she was pretty sure that wasn't what was being referred to, in all actuality. In fact, stitches implied plural.which probably meant it wasn't her face as well. Not that she didn't have a lovely face.

But Shehk was well aware she'd earned some votes base on what she had in her shirt.

She shrugged a bit.

"Well! Is he the one you wanted to invite to come watch a movie with us sometime?" the pricolici piped up, grinning. Yes. Nahm had just gotten away with eyebrow-waggling comments in her general direction. As a subnote, it would probably never happen again for anybody else. Ah well. She paused, nodding to the 'older brother of two minutes'. "Nice to meetcha~"

Cady finally made her way to the concession stand, following her nose as inaccurately as ever. It had taken her a while to arrive at her destination, and there was already a crowd forming- a crowd forming in front of a sign that promised an eating contest. Her ears perked up, and a goofy grin spread across her face. Nothing like an eating contest to make up for her failure at the Terror Warrior course.

She recognized one of the ghouls from the Prom committee, and another from the FEARleading booth at the Open House. But who was in charge? She shouldered, elbowed, and kneed her way closer to the two of them, intent on finding out.

"HEY! HEEEY! Hi! Iwanttoeatingcontestplease." Cady grinned wider, displaying a few rows of pointy teeth. Perhaps she meant it as disarming, but the effect was generally somewhere between creepy and silly.

As much fun as it was gong through the course, it was still an exhausting ordeal and his arms were too tired to try to do much more than lift a refreshing drink to his lips. If he really had to, he'd lap at the glass like his canine nature wanted to do. But it was a public place, that would have to wait as he strolled up to the concession stand and the mass of watchers and terror warrior victors and candidates assemble.

"Hey hey, what's going on over here?"

A frown slid slowly into place as his ghoul friend spoke. First of her unfortunate attempts at the course, and then further about not wanting to trouble him to get towels for them. "Are you sure?" His chin dropped back to rest on his arms as she brought him over another sugared brain, red on black eyes dropping to the bit of glazed gray matter as it hit the plate still beside him. "It's no trouble," he insisted softly as she ruffled his hair, one eye closing as he tried to move his head out from under her fingers. He liked her touching him, but he did fancy his hair coming loose from the tie to hang in his face, no thank you.

It was tempting to reach out as she passed so he could pull her into his lap, but his cold skin would do very little to warm her up. Besides, she was working at the moment. Instead he plucked up the bit of brain and popped it into his mouth.

Nahm's introduction of his ghoulfriend to the other hooded figure had him pausing midchew, though, and he lifted his head watch the Grue with steadily narrowing eyes at each and every obvious compliment. Jaw setting in unhappy lines as he finally swallowed the brain half chewed. He would have said something, too had the younger of the two not also turned to include the ghost in his introductions. "Oh." Pinched brows smoothed, and he offered a smile, albeit a slightly sheepish one. "Hey."

After a moment he added, "She's being modest about the cooking thing." Everybody could not cook. Sure Seiji had managed to make a pretty tasty ramen dinner for the ghoul over the summer, and yes he could roll sushi, but real cooking was beyond him, instructions or not.

A few new arrivals caught his attention, and he offered Demi a wave of his claw in greeting, before the engraver caught his eye. "Hey Lattice." Hey, Seiji didn't know the the his former homework partner had a twin. It was an easy mistake!

The students of Amityville were obviously very creative individuals. The set up that passed by Andeon as he floated lazily along on his crystal chair was evidence of that. Still, if asked to imagine what a mindflayer eating popcorn looked like, there was not a monster in all of Amityville that could have thought up something as absurd as the reality. A handful of puffy pieces thrown into the air seemed to ignite some primitive reaction, blood in the water that triggered an immediate reaction. Tentacles snapped out with whiplike speed, snatching the kernels from the air and devouring them through the tiny mouths that opened at the end of each.

Apparently, their Illithid ancestors had once required some special reflex for snatching small bits of fluffy delight from the air. Andeon could only hope that it had developed specifically to hunt foxfires, and made a mental note to throw a handful of them into the air around Riley at his earliest possible convenience. He might have to miss a session or two of posting love haikus on Red's office door and slipping Hotness Ratings into student files, but the sacrifice was one he made willingly.

Anything for the pursuit of knowledge, after all.

Thank goodness for it, whatever the cause, as Andeon could not have endured the day without that glorious symbol of fascinated entertainment. No matter where he looked, he saw creatures of every origin. Monsters and demons alike, enjoying the festivities put on by Riley's Student Council. Though they competed with one another, each of the brave souls running the Terror Warrior gauntlet worked together in a way. Even as they raced against one another, they ran towards a shared goal.

Together, on that memorable day, they had united in making Andeon lose what little faith he had in the Amityville student body. It was not a particularly grand achievement, given how little there was to start with, but Andeon slow-clapped for several contestants anyways. No wonder Riley was leading them. In the land of the stupid, the conniving purple b***h was King.

Literally.

He might have floated right past the eating contest had it not been for the sight of a pair of legs so long even his advanced intellect could not begin to calculate the various number of ways in which they could be wrapped around him. He followed them up to a blue skirt, a set of hips that certainly did not lie, and finally up to the pretty blonde head of an angel. An angel who was clearly having second thoughts about eating that gas station burrito.

My fair lady, Andeon said, floating over to hover beside Freya, As I have only had a few brief moments so far in which to enjoy... Andeon paused, and gestured to... well... all of her, It would be a shame to have the image of you spewing bile burnt into my memory forever. Let me take your place. I will eat in your-

Andeon stopped suddenly, and his expression subtly changed. If he had a mouth, it would have been grinning widely.

Hello Junko.

"It's fine, Seiji. Really. I'll be alright." She pressed her fingers to her lips and then blew him a kiss, smiling warmly for the boil. He was looking better and all but she still didn't want to trouble him with having to cover for their mistake. She looked away from him in time for him to eat the brain, though she was disappointed by Herryk's departure. Awwww! But he was so excited for the eating contest! "Are you sure, Herryk? Well..if it's important." Junko pouted. If it was important it wasn't as if she'd stop him for a simple eating contest.

She saw the movement of something lazily headed their way yet somehow its owner didn't register to her until she heard the voice.

...That voice.

Junko's eyes widened and she stepped away from Freya as if the ghoul was on fire. "YOU!" She nearly pointed. What was Andeon doing here?! This...this hardly seemed like his type of hangout! Right? Or something. Why was he here? Whywhywhywhy--NO DON'T SIGN UP FOR HER GAME NOOOOOOOOO!

Junko frowned. "F-Fine! Then..Andeon's the last to enter..." Ugh.

Why Andeon?!

Shuddering, Junko walked away from Andeon. She turned away from everyone, pinched the bridge of her nose and took in a deep breath. After a moment she spun on her heel to face everyone present again. "Okay everyone!" Junko clapped her hands, a grin on her face and a certain glint in her eye. It was time. "I need everyone who entered for the eating contest to please have a seat at the tables!" She looked to Shehk a moment, looking prouder than ever. Was she being loud enough to be heard over the crowd and the sounds of people attempting the terror warrior course next to them? Like a proper FEARleader? She bounced on her toes a bit and grabbed the signup list, looking around to make sure everyone was here. Well..mostly everyone!

Once everyone who was present for the contest was situated at tables Junko put the sheet down and disappeared behind the booth, returning with a large stack of plates. Eat contestant was given five of them with a stack of extras set to one side. The food would not be revealed until it was time for that particular round. Both Junko and Shehk also tied on an apron to cover their FEARleading uniforms.

...Whatever the food was? The apron must have meant it would get messy. Delightful!

Shehk grinned. "Alright guys! There aren't many rules. Eat as much as you can until we end the round. And don't throw up. If you do? You're out! And use a trash can I don't wanna clean up your vomit after." It was so simple a caveman could do it. Or something. No, no. That was an insult to cavemen. "Sound good?" She then looked to each participant for confirmation before disappearing again, gesturing for Junko to follow her. The two ghouls then reappeared with trays upon trays of...



The sushi was distributed and Junko grabbed a stopwatch out of her pocket.

"Ready...annnnnd..." She hit the start button. "GO~!"