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With his hand still curled around her tail, which seemed to twitch in place from time to time, "Hhhhmmmm... you can't, huh?" his voice was low, his gaze fixed on the red pelt for one long, stretched out moment, "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're doing it on purpose, little wolf," oh, but he knew she wasn't, mostly because... well, he doubted she would ever be able to fake such an elevated amount of innocence, specially seeing as how she'd proved she wasn't entirely naive. It was mostly due to the fact she seemed keen on smirking up at almost knowingly when she felt she was on top of the situation that he felt the need to tease her. She had the most adorable reactions, instantly blushing when he crossed the metaphorical line; it was almost as if for all her bravado and all her bravery when it came to taking the first step... she didn't expect him to follow suit. For all her bark, there was no bite in that regard, "I would very much like scratches or kisses, but I'm not too sure this is the best place."

It was for that motive that the demon held onto her tail, just a beat longer than he probably should have, leaning into her with a smirk before pulling away. As he did so, his grip on the red fluff lessened, allowing him to drag his fingers through the strands of hair as the tail fell back to it's usual place, "Ah, but there's no need to say sorry. Unless you don't want me to do something about it," his hand fell to his side before he took the opportunity to shove it into his pocket, almost as if not trusting it to stay put for the remainder of the voyage to... wherever it was they were going. Finally deciding to address her previous words, Gabrian looked up, "Soooo... the room above yours, huh? Who, exactly is this 'BFF' of yours?" They had climbed the stairs and were currently situated more or less... above LW's room, or so the demon calculated. His eyes strayed to the door number, idly wondering whom it was that lived there, "Should I be worried or jealous?"

Technically, he didn't really think he had any reason to be worried. After all... LW was a wolf, and what were wolves if not loyal? "I hope you're planning on joining in, LW, because I'm not going to be singing alone the whole time, you know. If I'm going to let go and make an utter fool of myself, you better believe you're going to be with me every step of the way," a pause as he motioned to the door, "Got the key then? And permission?"

The squeaky reply (not to mention the obvious shudder that had gone through her body) was well worth the mild awkwardness of the situation. Gabrian just honestly couldn't resist teasing her; at least not when she baited him with smirks like the one she'd offered him when he'd told her he liked scareoke, "A shame indeed," he drawled as he slipped into the unfamiliar room, taking in the details and... was that a polar bear? And a giant carnivorous plant? Good grief who the hell lived here? He was so fascinated by his surroundings that he almost forgot what he'd been pondering just seconds ago. Unfortunately for her, LW reminded him by squeaking again. The demon turned his head, looking at the she-wolf as she closed the door behind them and offered her a fanged smile, "Hmmm..." the sound was more of a hum than anything, "Your squeaking is adorable. But I want to warn you..." he drew nearer as she took the consoles out, helping her set them up (apparently he knew what he was doing! Imagine that), "I know how to play this game, little wolf," he took one of the microphones from her and stood up with ease, flicking his hair over his shoulder, "And I don't intend to lose," it was pretty hard to figure out if he was talking about scareoke or... something else altogether.

"I'll go first," he agreed with a nod, one hand holding the microphone while the other lands on his hip, his eyes looking at the tv screen as he waited for the game to load. That darned tail of her was still flicking about in her agitation, but at least now that he had the piece of plastic in his hand, not to mention the tv screen in front of him, he could distract himself properly; he figured he'd address the tail issue later, "LW, don't think I haven't noticed the fact you've still not told me whose room this is. I've noticed," his gaze slipped to her crouched form, but it remain on her for just a few seconds before he tore it from her and focused his attention back on the credits rolling on the screen, "Ah, pass that song. Back, no, no, LW, not that one. Two to the right, love, yes. That one," he was sure his ghoulfriend was going to offer him a disbeliving look and he steadied his face into perfect calmness before lowering his gaze to her, "Yes, love. That one."

When the music began to drift Gabrian had just enough time to curl his free hand into a fist, cough into it to prepare himself and... slipped right into character. Apparently, insane, maniacal laughter wasn't beyond the nix demon given the correct circumstances and well, for whatever reason (no doubt the 'high' he felt due to having succeeded at asking the were-wolf out to date him), the situation he found himself in filled all the needed requirements for him to let loose. It'd been a long time since Gabrian had allowed himself to let go in front of anyone before and it showed as he sang away; there probably wasn't a sillier song in all of history that he could have picked, and yet he felt it fit perfectly with his current mood. Given the fact he never left things done half way... well, LW was witness to how the demon turned around during a particularly long breath of air, eyed the room and then proceeded to jump on top of the unfamiliar bed, singing forcefully into the microphone as he did so.

He even went as far as using his free hand to point down at the werewolf bellow as he sang. See? He could totally play this game, and he felt sorry for whatever soul that so much as dared to challenge him at it when he was in this sort of mood.

Ren had decided, quite on a whim, to go visit LW.

This was not an unusual occurrence. Ren visited LW nearly every day, sometimes twice a day, sometimes more. He practically lived in her room as it was, and she in his. It was part of their bond as best friends to spend more than enough time with each other, and Ren found he enjoyed it very much.

On this particular day, he had had a rather pathetic morning. After waking, he had found himself with a voicemail from his mother complaining that she never got to see him and that he needed to come home, and yet another voicemail from his sister demanding he take her shopping this weekend. Since he had no desire to do either of those things, Ren had simply rolled over and gone back to sleep. It had been a pleasant sleep as well, and Ren had woken the second time feeling much more refreshed. Yawning and stretching, Ren had not bothered to get dressed, feeling like his white and blue pawprint pajama bottoms and black teeshirt were perfect attire for going to visit the werewolf.

"MORNING EL DOUBLE YOUUUUU - " Ren yelled, barging into the room...

...and stopping quite abruptly when he realized that the room was, in fact, very, very empty.

"Well, this sucks," Ren said, folding his arms across his chest and glancing around. He wasn't quite sure where the shewolf had gone to, but it was obvious she wasn't in her room. With a sigh, Ren left, making his way back to his own room. He got distracted, however, when he passed by Alessa's room, stopping in briefly to say hello to her and to talk for a bit. It was only after he realized he had talked for over an hour with the nagual before he let her get back to what she was doing, deciding to go back up to his room to maybe play some Scario Kart, or perhaps nap.

Pushing open the door to his room, Ren started to walk in...

...and stopped, yet again. Though this time it was because there was a very familiar nix in his room and a very familiar shewolf on the floor.

"Er," said Ren stupidly staring at Gabrian, of all people, up on his bed. "Er."

The ghoul in question was sitting on the floor, nearly crying she was laughing so hard. Ren turned his eyes towards her, blinking as if to say Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh what did I just walk in on?

For a moment Ren just stood there, staring up at Gabrian. He had never seen the nix so...so...silly in the entire time he'd known him. Which wasn't very long, but since then they had talked quite a bit, and Ren had started to understand him. What exactly he was doing in Ren's room with her, he wasn't sure, but besides that he was up on his bed. Jumping. And singing into a Sharpie.

Ren shrugged. Then vaulted across the room to leap onto the bed beside Gabrian. He snatched up the nearest marker and held up to his mouth, bursting out into song alongside the nix.

"THATTTT MAKES YOU LAARRRGGGERRRR THAN LIIIIIFEEE - "

Well, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.