Hel couldn’t help but snort, amused, at this ghoul’s attitude and her words. Not bad, not bad, she had to admit! “Ya? Well, I think your omelet is too
fried, screecheart.” She then reached out and planted a hand on Lottie’s head, ruffling more cake and chocolate into her already messy hair. “But you have the right attitude, I approve! Keep at it…”
The reaper then leaned, and grabbed the cherry, and then stuffed it right on top of Lottie’s head. “That is for getting me messy, brat!” She grinned, and then patted Lottie’s cherry covered head. “Ciao.” She waved, and then was off to return to her room to clean and then prepare a gift.