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Freya let Junko go. "If yeh wants teh does that, yeh goes ahead sweetpea. I'm goings teh says here and-"

The sound of Bella's voice had Freya's attention at once. She DIDN'T get eaten by the shark! Freya had jumped the shark gun on that assumption, and now that she saw the ghoul, a little worse for wear but not eaten, she jumped up and down in excitement.

"I'm so glad yehr all right! Yeh showed that shark who is teh boss! PEW PEW POW!" She punched the air as though fighting the shark herself.

A large giggle escaped the witch at Junko's jump, for it seemed to be her formal greeting to the witch. Later on Belladonna would feel a bit shameful for always startling the ghoul, but for right now she just adored her.
"The color scheme suits your marvelously! And thank you! It would look darling on you... Ooohhh you might have to try it on after I... Clean it up a bit." That was not going to be fun. Hopefully the dress wouldn't be too awfully stained from all the cake and slime.
Still, her spirits were considerably lifted at the sight of Freya and her exuberance.
"Now you know if it tries to eat you too. A good punch is all it takes!"

And before Belladonna could even start another sentence a loud shout from behind her distracted her. With bowling ball still in her grasp, the witch turned around to find the source only to immediately burst out into laughter as Mort did his very best impression of... Well, a variety of things.
So enthralled with his performance, she dropped the bowling ball to press her hands to her face, but that was the cure to her laughter. With a squeak Belladonna darted off after the stray ball as it rolled across the gym.
She passed Damien and flashed him a smile and flapped a hand at him as a sign of 'A-ok!' before she continued to chase after the ball. Finally it crashed into a bucket of soapy water that sloshed a little over the side and onto the floor. Oh look! She helped!
"No more running, alright Watson?"
Yes. Yes she'd named the bowling ball Watson. It looked like a Watson!

Cleaning Total: 14

Had she known the boil wanted pettings, she would of given ALL the pettings, but now didn't really seem like the time.

"Yah, eaten." she replied glumly, remembering the incident.
Though when fae-hound called out to her to throw the water where he was scrubbing, she only happily obliged, pushing out the unhappy thoughts.
At least... until it decided to come back.

"EEEK!" she shrieked, almost dropping the bucket
Quickly putting down the bucket, she rushed over to the boil.

"A-are you alright?!"

Than could really use those pettings now.

Ears still trying to merge with tousled ebony hair, the Fae-Hound looked carefully up at the harpy, giving her the best smile he could muster, though it was slow to emerge "Yeeeeeeeeesly?" It was spoken more like a query, as though he hadn't had a chance to take inventory of all his body parts yet, and assure himself that they were still there.

Pushing himself up onto his forearms, he huffed, brows furrowing as he then stuck his tongue out as the disappearing shark. "Than is a'right..." He grumbled, reclaiming his soap, though to tell true, the slow swish of his tail back and forth was doing more cleaning unconsciously than the pup was, as he beamed at the ghoul, confidence growing once more as he was now fully aware that he hadn't been eaten. "Is thee?" It was about then that he realized he hadn't the foggiest idea who this ghoul was, other than helpful and friend. "Also! Than is Thannas! Who is thee?" OwO!!!

Not, perhaps, the smoothest way to pose the question, but then, that had never quite been the Fae-hound's strong suit.

Wandering around, trying to finish her list, the bakeneko accidentally bumped into someone who had just gotten out of the pool. "O-oh..I..Im so sorry!" She hoped the ghoul was okay, and wasn't mad at her.

Vanya watched as the clean up began. While she didn't have any part in the mess and had stayed out of it, she still felt a little bad for those that were cleaning up. With a huff, she pushed herself off the wall and grabbed a mop. It seemed like cleaning with this would cause the least collateral damage to herself and better yet she didn't have to get on her hands and knees and scrub.

Tip toeing over to a pile of the slime, Vanya gripped the handle of the mop, blew a strand of hair out of her face and began to clean. As long as none of it got on her, she was fine. She could deal with a little cleaning. Cleanliness is next to Godliness and what's more perfect than that?

"Nice to meet you, I am Arynek, a guest student." She smiled and offered out her hands for a shake.

"It seems like both of us need to clean up, right?" Arynek added.