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 Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2014 3:16 pm
"Glen, WHAT are these grimterviews for exactly?" Draconia leaned over to Glen and asked in between boos. Glen shrugged.
"Just...future reference, that's all!"
"Future reference for wot?"
"The future!" Glen replied. Draconia groaned. Trying to get more information out of Glen would be as circular as a cyclone. She settled back to finish her lunch.
The line had thinned out quite a bit...in fact, there were only two boos left in it. JD Leeds, whom Draconia barely recognized was one, and Nero du Sphinx was the other. Glen waved JD forward.
"Sit down, sit down! You're next!" JD leaned forward, resting one hand on the creepateria table, and used the other hand to tip down his shades.
"Well, well, well..." He said, directly to Draconia, in a voice as slick as honey. "Hello to you."
He winked in a rather overdramatic way. Draconia raised an eyebrow in bemusement. That was rather fresh!
"Please address the interviewer, JD." Glen cleared his throat and redirected JD's attention. JD sat down, crossed one hoof over the other and leaned back to shoot an over-wide smile at Draconia before turning to Glen.
"Sure thing, dude." JD gave him several bompin' nods. "Fire away with the questions!"
Bloody bats, Draconia thought to herself with a little bit of a shudder. A hextbook example of dudebro, sitting right across from her!
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2014 5:37 pm
Chase Q "The goblin Glen's ma has as the family's castle chef." Chase answered and was about to take another bite of his burger when he saw Harry's stare. "... What?"
....
Nah.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 7:58 am
Layla watched as Harry took his spot behind Nero as the three boos stood in line at Glen and Draconia's lurch table, when she turned to Kai and whispered urgently. "Kai, shouldn't we do sssomething? I mean, I know Glen is a little flighty but as I underssstand it, he's quite protective of his mother's reputation."
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 9:21 am
Kai took a bite of his sand-witch.
"He just called the Arrght House 'corpseporate.' You've been in there, haven't you? Can you think of a store LESS corpseporate? If he wants to try mouthing off to Glen about his cook, then, well, sometimes you gotta learn things by hexperiencing them."
Kai shrugged. Sometimes you just had to go with the tide, even if it was about to crash on the rocky shore of Glen's extreme mama's-boy-ness.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 12:30 pm
"STOP!!" Vanissha shouts at the top of her lungs. Racing to Draconia's table, from across the creapatearia, she slides to a stop, making a purrfect dramatic entrance! "JD!! How could you?! After everything we've been through!" Vanissha loved to put on a show, as much as the next ghoul, but this time she spoke clearly and surprisingly real. "I know I've been playing hard-to-get, but I didn't think I'd end up pushing you into the arms of another ghoul! This is like a horror soap opera gone from bad to worse! I thought you'd come and find me and fight for my affections..." She pouts, feeling hurt and betrayed. How had her plan failed so poorly? Didn't JD understand her at all? Clearly this was all his fault. "It was meant to be a boo-vie where the reunited couple runs into each other's arms... not away and into another ghouls... I thought what we had was special..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 1:24 pm
So it seemed some sort of drama was going on over at Draconia's table. Perry rolled his eyes at Vanissha's dramatics.
"See what I mean? Ghouls, crazy. No offense." He stood up, making a face. "I'm gonna go wash this stuff off me. "
"What about Vinnie?" Dashner asked.
Perry groaned. "I dunno, who's stupid enough to try to talk to her when she's this mad?" He hesitated, rethinking that. "Wait... you know her right?"
"Well, kinda.. I suppose."
"Great! So you'll talk to her? Clawsome man, I appreciate it!" Perry scurried off toward the bathrooms leaving Dashner wondering quite what he'd just been roped into.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 3:24 pm
Nero shook his head at JD, who gaped in the face of Vanissha 's dramatic outbust.
"Bad form, bro, this is so ungentlemansterly."
Nero knew he'd have competition for Draconia. She had a heart of gold...and a skin of gold and wings of gold and really who could resist a ghoul like that? But it looked like JD had just knocked himself out of the running.
Nero popped a mint and grinned.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 3:40 pm
"Oh JD! "Glen shook his head, clucking his tongue. "Playing one ghoul off of another to make your ghoulfriend jealous? Tsk tsk! I realize it's just Vanissha we're talking about, but look at how MORTALFIED you've made my Drakie!" Glen drapes an arm around Draconia's shoulder while using his free hand to cup his beastie's face, giving it that cute sm00sh. "Just look at this face and what you've done!" Glen shook his head and whipped out his wand. "I'm sorry but I'm afraid you're disqualified!"Wheels appeared on the legs of JD's chair and Glen magically started to escort JD away...
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 4:32 pm
"Hold on just a minute!" JD snarled at Glen, flapping his wings and taking to the air toward Vanissha; in his mind, walking was too slow and frankly, not dramatic enough. "Vanissha... What we had WAS special, until you left me hanging for a WHOLE WEEK. What was I supposed to think? I'm sorry ghoul, while you were ignoring me I've moved on. Me and Draconia? We have something special now..." "Wait, wot?!" Draconia sputtered incredulously from the table. JD adjusted his shades and turned on a hoof back to the table, leaving Vanissha standing in shock, her bottom lip quivering. "Sorry for that misunderstanding, Glen-bro." He said as he sat back down. "Can I get another chance at this grimterview thing?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 4:37 pm
Nero pushed an empty chair front of Glen and Draconia, managing to both lounge back bonelessly and subtly flex as he sat down.
"Hey Glen. Draconia. How you doin'?" he asked, arching an eyebrow and smiling.
"Oh, er, fine. Are how are you today?" Draconia responded, coloring slightly.
"I'm..."
"NOW THAT THE PLEASANTRIES ARE OVER," Glen interject, "thankyouverymuch, we have a few questions for you."
Nero shrugged.
"Shoot."
"If you were the first manster in line at Beast Buy how many boosicals would you buy?"
"All of them."
"Hmmm...if you were trapped on a deserted island for the rest of your life what is the worst thing you could bring with you?"
"Sand."
"Who would win in a fight, Supermanster or Batmanster?"
"Trick question, Supermanster and Batmanster are beast bros and would never fight each other."
"What if Lex Boothor forced them to fight to the unlife or he'd destroy the world?"
"They'd drag the fight on until the Justice Creeps could save the day."
Glen's eyes narrowed and he shuffled his notes around.
"How much stone could a rock eater much if a rock eater could much stone?"
"12.8 metric tons."
"What goes up and down the stairs without moving?"
"A rug."
"If two witches watched two watches, which witch would watch WHICH watch."
"Who cares, both you and your mom have iCoffins and no one wears watches anymore."
"You have an answer for everything, don't you Mr. de Sphinx?THAT WASN'T YOUR NEXT QUESTION I KNOW THE ANSWER."
Nero grinned. As a sphinx is was true that he had the upper hand in all interviews, and while he'd nearly failed Clawculus he'd never missed a world problem in his life.
"What happened in Monte Scarlo?"
Nero froze. A fine bead of sweat broke out on his biceps and from the corner of his eye he saw Kai a few tables away. The was no possible way Kai could have heard the question, and yet his tail had begun to rattle anyway. It buzzed like a very small, nervous chainsaw.
"GLEN!" Draconia admonished, "You know very well they don't talk about Monte Scarlo."
"Oh fiiiiiiinne...." Glen grumbled, "My one chance, guess we'll never know...Approval granted!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 4:50 pm
A slight distance away, Harry rehearsed his soapboxing. He had been confused at first when he realized he didn't know which monster at the table was Glens Ma. After a bit of thinking, he realized the monsters were both Glens Ma. They had been discussing the boosic fearstival when Glens Ma was brought so the duo must be a boosical group.
"And then I'll raise my voice...to the...oh Hell's bells."
Harry uttered a curse he borrowed from the wizard he was named after(his pops hated anything he picked up from the wizard.) The ghoul at the table was a dragon. All his practicing would have to go out the window! The Sidhe and the Dragons were VERY careful around each other and certain protocols would have to be observed. As much Harry hated it, he would have to be polite, courteous, and friendly with Glens Ma. Or least half of it.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 9:48 pm
"I'll try... But I must mention, last time we crossed paths she got her tentacles in a twist." Dashner whistled. He was kinda confused by all the action going on over at Draconia's table- but then again, dramuhh always found a way to creep into the daily unlives of the students at Monster High.
"What happened?" Rorrim asked, as Doriana joined them at their filling table. She seemed happy to see Ronan and the others.
"Well, it was around Tombcoming, and she asked me... Like to go with her. Surprisingly, she was actually interested. I thought it was a joke, and I had made plans with Merabell." At the mention of Merabell, Dashner's expression dropped. He wasn't exactly feeling okay... Not since Merabell left. And this Marceline situation wasn't helping either.
"Merabell? Oh, I didn't know her well, but she seemed very nice," Doriana chimed in, not reading that the others expressions told her to stop talking.
Dashner cleared his throat. "If you'll hexcuse me... I have... Somewhere to be," he said quietly, getting up and walking away, carrying his purple tray with him.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2014 10:06 pm
Glen's eyes narrowed at JD, not yet completely believing his gesture a moment before. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Vanissha let out a mournful wail and sprinted from the creepateria in utter grimbarassment; as the doors slammed shut upon her exit, he shrugged and turned his attention back to his clipboard.
"Very well, JD... I can't say this is gonna end well for you, but I'll humor you. Name?" Glen began.
"JD Leeds, XIII. You know that, dude; you just SAID my name." JD arched an eyebrow.
"You mean to tell me your parents decided to name you JD? It's not short for something?"
"W--well, yeah it is, but I don't--"
"Well what've you got to hide, then?!" Glen interrupted, being uncharacteristically on the offense; he pointed his pen accusingly at JD over the clipboard. "Drakie deserves a boo who can be toads honest with her about EVERYTHING. So, what's it short for?"
JD looked back to Draconia, a fang digging into her bottom lip as she shifted in her seat. JD felt himself blush a little; she wasn't his usual type, but she was definitely cute. What did he have to lose at this point? He inhaled deeply.
"Fine. JD, short for Japeth Deborah Leeds..."
"What was that? Speak up!"
"Japeth Deborah..."
"Louder!"
"Fine, bro! It's Deborah!! There I said it! It's a FAMILY name!!! Sheesh!" JD flung himself to his hooves, clearly ready to take on anyone who dared laugh at his middle name. The crowd of mansters who looked on stared at him funny, and he sat back down and cleared his throat. "Uh, next question..."
"Hmm, hmm..." Glen nodded, scribbling something on his clipboard. "If you were a candy bar, what would be your scream filling?"
"Easy. I'd be an Energ-eek! bar, first of all, and my scream filling would be 100% protein! That's what these guns are made of, y'know..." JD flexed his bicep and grinned at Draconia in an effort to impress her; Draconia just rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, clearly not having any of it. Glen clicked his teeth a few times, and JD slumped in defeat.
"I think we've heard enough. We'll call you if your qualifications meet our needs, but don't hold your breath... NEXT!"
How could he have failed so well at the art of groanmance? JD was about to stand up and chase after Vanissha, fearing he'd made a huge mistake, when something caught his eye in Draconia's stack of books.
"Wait a sec, is that... Is that the new Fangtastic Four issue!? How'd you get your claws on that so soon?!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 8:14 am
Draconia was not a dumb ghoul. She was aces in most of her classes, and although she often received a 'should participate in discussion more' note from her teachers, she was always well aware of what was going on around her, even if she often chose to stay in the background.
And right now, she was becoming acutely aware of just what hexactly Glen was trying to do. Right in the middle of the creepateria. With dudebros!
He was trying to find her a date! It was, from one point of view, utterly mortalfying. From another point of view, it was almost spooky sweet, given all of the drama Draconia had been through over the freakend with the crazy rumours swirling about her and Manny Taur.
"Glen, I-I-" Draconia stammered, her cheeks starting to burn in embarrassment. There were a LOT of looks now, from every table in the Creepateria, fangs to Vanissha and JD's little outburst. Half of them probably thought she was desperate. The other, smarter, half probably realized this was a typical Glen stunt, of course, the kind which he pulled with frightening regularity, but that didn't help her from feeling her least favourite sort of feeling in the world...
...She felt like she was under the spotlight.
Even if it was really JD everyone was staring at right now, as Glen drilled him with more nonsense questions.
"I need to go, hexcuse me-" As she went to hoist her books up and do her best invisible ghoul impression, JD turned his attention from trying to find Vanissha and saw the newest issue of Fangtastic Four sticking out of her pile.
"Wait a sec, is that... Is that the new Fangtastic Four issue!? How'd you get your claws on that so soon?!"
The fact that a dyed-in-the-goathair dudebro like JD could identify a new issue of FF by only seeing one corner of the page was so stunning that it stopped Draconia undead in her tracks. She turned around and looked at JD.
"You mean this?" She scarefully pulled the comic out of her pile and held it up. "It's going to be hitting the shelves tomorrow. The Looking Glass gets their shipment in rather early and sometimes I like to sneak a read in before the new comics get put on the shelves on Wednesday."
"Can I....can I see it?!" JD asked, and Draconia could see now that, actually, HE was blushing. JD Leeds, for the first time since school started, didn't seem to WANT any of the attention he was getting from his classmates. He leaned in really close to her and the comic and nearly whispered. "I just...I've been waiting since last month to find out what happens to the Inhuman Torch and his ghoulfriend, Creepstal."
He looked around, and coughed. JD straightened up and spoke loudly
"I mean, uh, hhah! Comics! Who reads those things! Laaaame. Nobody cares if the Fangtastic Four survive Doctor Gloom's Dimensional Maze of Undeath!"
He leaned in close to Draconia again.
"I REALLY REALLY do care! Please! Just give me a hint!"
A slightly sardonic half-smile crept up Draconia's face. Even a dudebro could have a geeky side, it seemed. Well, although she saw absolutely no romantic prospects when she looked at JD's greased-back hair and ridiculously hexpensive sunglasses, she did see a chance to be able to completely nerd out with someone over the adventures of her favourite comic book team.
Draconia slid the comic out from her pile of books and surreptitiously slid it into JD's hands as everymonster, sensing Vanissha's drama was over, went back to their normal business. Draconia strolled back over to Glen.
"Glen." She gave him a slightly disapproving smile. "I know what you're trying to do here."
"You do?!" He squeaked, breaking the tip off his pencil.
"Yes, I do." Draconia replied. Her smile softened. "And I've decided that I will give your dating scheme a chance. However, I will only under one condition."
"Wh-what's that?!" Glen asked, conjuring a pencil sharpener.
"Put JD Leeds on the list." Draconia informed him. Any student that was still eavesdropping gasped. "For Wednesday afternoon, in fact. How does that sound, JD?"
JD quickly stashed the comic in his book bag and cleared his throat, trying to recover some of his suaveness. He jutted a finger at Draconia.
"It's a date, bae!" He tipped down his sunglasses. "That stands for 'Before All Others,' you know."
Draconia rolled her eyes.
"That's the first thing that's going to go..."
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