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This ghoul was bonkers. Absolutely bonkers.

Metaphorical well? he thought, What the hell is she talking about?

Maybe the gym was causing this ... delusion. Well no, it couldn't be, because he wasn't having any. Then again, maybe he was and just didn't know it.

He practically slammed his hand into his forehead. "This is not my usual face, and I don't think it's yours either..." He looked around the gym. There didn't seem to be any signs of magic at work- though Sebastian was no sorcerer. He wouldn't be able to tell anyways.

Into the emptiness, Sebastian said, "Salut Monsieur ... Gym Owner! Are you there?"

Another boil walked in that moment. Great, just what they needed. Another O W O face to match his own.

Woe! Woe until the Malodore, who could not possibly make an O W O face! Even if it had wanted to, because it remembered that face from Open House - that creature who had refused to debate magical contract law with it!

How rude. It was still curious! And its magical girl outfit had been terribly fetching, really, showing off every curve and every lack of curve while still being perfectly modest.

But, alas, beaks made O W O perfectly impossible - and, judging by the faces of the others around him, this O W O seemed to be some sort of contagion. Hooray for plague doctor immunity?

"I'd still like to discuss that matter of a contract," it said, just in case anyone was listening. Hmph. How was it to know if it wanted to or not without proper information?

"Rikki!!" Roch said, OwO in full effect. "Hey man! I didn't see you in here!" Obviously the ToT'er that had ran the booth hadn't gotten the other boil, which was cool. But... he didn't look very happy, did he?

Owo

"Something wrong, bro?" he asked, feeling a bit... worried.

T-This wasn't her face?

ADJKAJSKAHSKAHDKAHSK AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Britannica scratched at her face, panicked.

"ITTTTTTTTT STOLE MY FACE AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

óMò

"Y-You'll help me get my face back? Oh thank you, you're too kind!"

Britannica suddenly burst into tears and flung herself at Sebastian, hugging him.

"I wish you a life full of butterflies for your kindness!"

;w;

"I said we had to work fast! I figured you'd catch on!" Roch said quickly, taking a step back. Did people really think so--so naively at this school?? "You've tagged before, right? Look at you, you're a walking billboard for punk! You're even more dark punk looking than I am! How the hell do you NOT know to run as soon as you get the chance?"

O_O

"Uh uh." he shook his head. "No way. You're not getting off just thinking about my street smarts. If there's on thing I believe in, it's that if you go in with someone, you get out with someone. You don't leave them to get burned." He put his hands in his pockets and kicked the ground angrily. "I can tag up and down all day long, but if I had brought you into this, I would bring you along when I ditched out." He was starting to lose a little of his moxy. Roxh obviously didn't have the same ideals he did, and it wasn't anything he could help. The reaper had done what he thought he was supposed to.

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