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"Why don't you make yourself useful, and try roasting one," Efflo challenged, tossing one of the apples Andrew's way. "I've always wanted to try them roasted."

Then he turned to Olivia, remembering the whole reason he was here. "It's uh... I mean, I know fire's scary but it's pretty cool he can do things like that, isn't it? Oh.. And yeah, yeah, I'm okay, it wasn't very hard at all, heh, he was just playing around."

Efflo wanted to shoot the demon another glare, but for the sake of the picnic, he'd play nice. Maybe he'd ask Gabby for some water balloons later.

"Would you want to try a roasted apple, Olivia?"

“What do I look like? An oven?” he took the apple in his hands turning it an listening to Olivia. He stared at her wondering if he could actually be allowed to use his fire at all. But… she seemed to agree with Efflo. He blushed face heating up before his hands did.

“I’ll make you one. Don’t worry I won’t burn you.” He stared at his hands. “Efflo, if you want one you’ll have to wait for the next one.” The skin was already turning brown. It wasn’t often that Andrew actually attempted to cook anything with his flames. Usually he just used an oven or a pan at the very least… being made out of fire didn’t make him a good cook. But he circled the apple with his hands hoping to at least make it a fairly even crispy apple… thing. Baked, perhaps not so much. It would take a few minutes before he even thought it was ready enough to offer it to the ghoul.

Olivia didn't want to run, really she didn't. Even if it was just a small flame. So, she did the best thing she could think of to avoid getting stuck in any sort of terror filled state, she closed her eyes tightly. Because if she couldn't see it, it wasn't there. It was just getting warmer, that aspect she didn't mind at all. Andrew would hopefully let her know when he was done.

"Like an oven?" Sadly, this little jest was a lost on Olivia. Because he clearly looked like a flame demon to her, and not some appliance that heated up food. "But he -" She began to question their questions and statements until Efflo turned the subject to something completely off the heating of apples and Andrew. Prom?

"I've been hear others talk about a prom," her eyes were still shut tightly even though she kind of was tempted to open them a little to address the boils again, "what is it exactly?"

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Efflo got smacked again, and he narrowed his eyes at the demon, swishing his tail warningly.

He couldn't be too mad, however, cause the firey boil had just given him his escape. Gestuting at Andrew's hands and making a cutting motion with his neck, he signaled for Andrew to stop, hoping the demon would get the hint. Then he stood, clasping his hands together excitedly.

"Ah, yes, that would be great, you two should go! Together! That would be a lot of fun, I'd love to see you both there... Together! Uh, you wouldn't want to disappoint me right? Right, well, good, good, I'll see you two there then, or else!" By this point he'd began to wring his hands together, and was slowly backing away.

"Oh, do you guys hear something, I think oh yes, it's probably Gabriel, I should probably go but you guys enjoy the picnic and remember, PROM! TOGETHER! SEE YOU!"

Then he took off, not waiting for an answer from either of them and didn't stop running until he was safely shut in his dorm, with the door locked.

Shipping was hard, he really didn't think he was cut out for this sort of thing.

Andrew just grinned at the stopping motion. It was efflo’w fault anyway for bringing up the subject. He was quiet pleased with the irritation until…

He did not….. Efflo did just abandon him. Andrew stared at the space that once contained the horse. He knew well what this was about, clearly it was a poorly planned revenge for the whole paopu thing.

“Usually you go as a couple.” He answered the ghoul staring at his hands and then letting them cool down. He didn’t really notice that Olivia had begun to relax, otherwise he wouldn’t have been so fast to let the warmth go. He twisted his hands awkwardly waiting for the apple to drop to the same temperature as the air. “So…. Ahhh… want to go with me?” This was about the best time to ask the ghoul. Most of their other contact was over texts, and he thought that those were for swam dragon. But now that the question was out there… He felt more awkward than before, especially after Efflo’s not subtle at all hints. Still the picnic idea was a nice… thought.

She said… yes. He shuffled about his part of the blanket awkwardly before realizing he was still holding the now blackened apple. “ahh here.” He offered it to her.

The flame demon was wondering what kind of things Olivia’s pre amity life held, if she didn’t know what a prom was. Where he more fully aware of her situation, he might go a lot further in helping the ghoul figure it out. Instead he would do what he figured was fairly normal, he could only assume she knew some of the basic of dances. “I’ll meet you outside your dorm.” He really would prefer avoiding the cold of the zombie dorms basements. But he realized this might indeed be her first dance. “You can get ready with some ghoul friends or something. Usually ghouls like to get together and dress up before, or at least that’s what I hear.” Or maybe Molan would help her. Who knew.

He nodded as the ghoul told him her family had dressed her up. So she did have some experience with it, she would know what to do. Good. He was beginning to wonder if zombies were completely different in all ways.

He did not miss her face though. “ahhh… I might not have done a good job on that.” He flicked his tail to the other side of his body as he shifted around. “I mean… you really need like an oven or something to make that work right.” Efflo didn’t seem to understand that baking required an enclosed space to make and even and controlled temperature. Not that Andrew really understood cooking. The only time he used his personal flames on something was when it was undercooked or something he didn’t like. Excepting a few rare cases like marshmallows. Charcoal was mostly edible, right?

“I guess… roasted apple is less sweet I think. I don’t really eat them raw…” they tended to spray. He picked up another apple and rolled it between his hands debating just flaming the jack out of it… but he couldn’t in front of Olivia.

“Yeah! We can do that. Some time I’ll actually roast you some. I just need to look up a recipe, or we can just find some to buy at some point.” He didn’t have to make it for her, he just needed to give one to try right? Maybe the maul had something. He could enjoy them later. Efflo could have the uncooked ones here. Where did the crazy horse run off to?