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Scampering in from the bedroom door, the Hellhound sniffed the air. Fear ripe for the picking hung in the air along with the faint trace of candy corn.

it was enough to make Demi flinch from the scent. Candy corn? wait...... no-

Demi hated the tailhugs. This time it was necessary. He already heard that talking was not going to help him stay hidden. All the berkberks weren't going to save him from discovery here. This time he was going to have to let the hug go. The hound kept his eyes dim with green light from the irises and the essence of brimstone in the room as he crouched down to the ghouls level.

he didn't say a word and gave the tatzel a firm nod. It made perfect sense to him.

it just meant that he was understanding the crazy wurm's logic.

Jacks bells, that wasn't good.

The hellhound did a shimmy with his newly freed midsection. Freedom. the pup watched silently as the tatzel went after not the duo on the single bed, but the tiny figure that was by itself, the lone little animal figure. He furrows his eyebrows inquisitively until he heard it growl and made a movement of clarity, the surprised said it all.

Demi knew what she was going to do. with that in mind the boil poked his head up from the ground to search, as the twins quivered in their covers, he spotted it by the foot of the bed.

The tiny figure of a dog, some domesticated breed that looked far too happy. it sat lopsided in its place, lifeless and limp. he would have none of that. The dog plush soon found its head high in the air, searching and mimicking the actions of sniffing, until it focused to the side and the cat in the distance, and sound of a warning grunt was heard as the plush began to slink closer to the edge of his bed, his territory. The Dog was hungry.

it was truly comical as he thought about it. They were essentially playing with dolls, to collect fear.

it was ridiculous. and getting more so with each passing second. But The hellhound had to remind himself, it was for the fear.

They had their parts to play, himself and levi too and right now, if it meant to do a little work teaching this stuffed doll to be a real dog. Then it had to be done.

The stuffed fido crouched low and let out a warning bark at the cat's attack. the sound seemed odd for the size of the thing. and not matching its expression of glee at the fight. Thank jack for the lack of light. one good paw swipe deserved another as the dog toy stuck a paw out for a strike.

In a flash the show seemed to come to a halt, the brother and sister using the toys to stare at the other siblings. their heads slowly acknowledging their presence, the spectators of the fight before the cat one dramatically fell over the edge of the bed by Levi's whim.

it didn't make much sense to damien but he followed in suit. the dog made one mournful howl before it too found its way to the ground. his own slow footsteps clacked loudly on the smooth flooring, a foreboding sound with each thump, only to be punctuated by the sudden click of nail on wood. Damien approached the same direction on his side.

The lack of communication made itself known. It was nothing they couldn't deal with damien figured. it was still fun, this acting through puppets. it wasn't that hard to see the tatzel's fangs, due mostly to the fact that his green eyes were keen to the night sight, his own grin matched levi's.

at the count of three, the sounds of two creatures fighting came to an abrupt halt. no clear victor was heard, no clicking of nails, no chewing of body parts. it was just silence as the moment stretched on.

This time however he tapped the ghoul on her arm and motioned to let the toys go.

They hit the wall with an audible thump before falling lifelessly over the two scarelings on the bed.

and the hound had to bite his arm to keep from laughing out loud at the spectacle and inched away under the desk.

While he was staring at the basketball continue bouncing, something else happened; the bookshelf started to rattle and a book flew across the room. "Aah!" Aaron couldn't help it, even though he clapped his mouth over his mouth soon after. No! He was a boy and Annabelle was terrified and if she saw him scared too, she would be even more scared!!! He only gripped her tighter, all the while agreeing to her words.

Stupid Jimmy. This was all his fault! Why did he have to come up with something as ridiculous as this?!

The shadow across the room was attributed to a flying branch of some sort maybe, as Aaron tried to compose himself, but then the sudden growling as Anna's bed continued shaking again? Aaron was legitimately scared, and could only let out a small little yelp.

...And when both the cat and dog plushies started moving and growling? Aaron. Was. Done.

The little boy bolted straight out of his bed and to the night light, trembling fingers flicking it on. And it would stay on throughout the rest of the night. "I. Don't. Care. About Jimmy. Any. More."











((OOC note: Aaron and Annabelle's room is now closed!! Kai will edit the title to reflect this later!))