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Ronan had spent the day distracting himself from the Meme situation. His parents had brought his Hex Box down and he had wasted little time setting it up on his desk and loading up Grand Theft Automiton. A game in which you piloted large mechs around a crowded city and wrecked havoc and carnage.

He cheered as he chased down a group of orange clad cultists but Dashner's pacing really was distracting.
He hit pause and looked over at his dorm mate.

"Why ARE you pacing?"

"You and Sally are a couple now?" He looked surprised, when had that happened? Last he'd known Dash was still moping over that ice werewolf ghoul who'd upped and left town.

He shook his head. "I believe Meme is avoiding me. I must have done something to offend her, something so heinous she cannot even stand to tell me what it was." He sighed. "And I thought it was going so well. I mean, she seemed happy last I saw her. Then my parents flew in and she stopped returning my calls."

"then why are you nervous? It isn't like it's a date or something."

Ronan didn't look impressed by Dashner's laughter, narrowing his eyes a little.

"We haven't BEEN at school Dashner. I tried to catch her at her stand but she wasn't there. I tried to visit her dorm but the dorm head caught me. She... really scares me."

"that.. that's not a bad idea. Thank you." He frowned. "it seems my mother will have to remain disappointed at not meeting her this trip. I just hope she stops nagging me about it. I've run out of excuses."

"Thank you Dashner." Though he was still none the wiser about what he might have done.

He went back to his game. His parents had apparently gone to the maul and said they'd call when they were done. They'd planned some sort of dinner to say goodbye, as they also flew out that evening. Ronan wasn't looking forward to yet more questions about where his ghoulfriend was.

After seeing his parents off at the airport, Ronan had returned to his dorm and spent the evening reading up about the curious uhmerican holiday of Fangsgiving on Spookipedia.

"Should I bring anything to this event?" He asked Dashner.

The bird boo just shrugged. "Whatever man, you could bring something you really like to eat to share maybe." Another shrug, clearly Dashner had other things on his mind and Ronan left him to his thoughts.

Something he liked to eat? He rummaged through the care package his mother had given him before they'd left. Ahh, perfect... he picked out two small, dangerously bulging cans. He wondered if there would be enough to go around.

Fangsgiving!

The following morning Ronan awoke bright and early as always. Dashner was also up early, explaining something about helping collect things for the fangsgiving party.

Ronan took the opertunity to go for a swim, something he enjoyed even in the bitterly cold fall weather.

Feeling refreshed and awake, he headed back toward the dorms to get changed for the party. His mother had included a few festive items he thought would be appropriate.

As he walked, he happened upon Willow Whisper. A student he recognised but didn't really know anything about.



"Good morning, Happy Fangsgiving." Spookipedia had confirmed that this was indeed the correct terminology.

Now Ronan felt guilty that he honestly couldn't remember the ghoul's name. He smiled softly and nodded.

"You are not spending today with family? Or are you to be attending the school festivities with the rest of us?"

He was still struggling to recollect her name.

Ronan nodded. "My parents returned to Alaska last night. I have never experienced fangsgiving before, i'm not certain what to expect. Dashner says it should be hexilent, though he does have a tendency to be a little over dramatic."

He smiled awkwardly.

"I believe there will be food and festivities all day, which beats spending the day alone."