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Junko had finished her prom dress just in time. She had been so nervous about not getting it just right, but now she felt so much better about it. She had even finished in time to pick up her date! It felt weird to have someone not...Seiji as her date, especially a ghoul, but Amphi was her friend and she was going to be here for her friend.

She held Amphi's hand, giggling and giving it a squeeze when it became clearer and clearer how nervous the mermaid was. There was a snort of laughter from under the pile of hair on her head when Amphi mentioned it being so big. Junko ignored Her. "Even if we do we'll have nothing to worry about. We just won't leave--oh wow." She stopped and just stared at this year's set up.

This was amazing!

They did so well! Oh jack! Where was the student council?! She had to compliment their hard work! Their creativity! This was just..

Wow!

"This is incredible..come on, Amphi! We should look around!"

Something dark, sinister, and exuding a vague air of overdoing it rolled up somewhere near Amity's field. A comment could be heard from within the cab.

"Ain't paid enough t'drive 'is car through the grass. Gerrout."

"What-"

"Son, I ain't drivin' yer daddy's car through a damns bruteball field."

"Eat my shorts-"

A door opened, and suddenly someone was rudely shoved out.

JD gazed out on the tents and festivities, pausing to contemplate how much he didn't want to trudge through a bunch of grass to get to said tent and was really considering going home, Enzo be damned -

"Son, get a move on."

He did so, but not before giving the world a look that expressed all of the pain and angst and torture locked up in his heart. The wind from the car driving away provided a dramatic edge.



They were very expensive boots.

Kettil was the perfect husband to be. He led her to the food, even as she typed incessantly on her phone at prom.. and he did it without batting an eye. She looked up, briefly, and sighed at her luck, before eyeing the menu. Then she took a picture of it.

The phone almost flung out of her hands when someone spoke to them, and she turned, holding it behind her back - because she'd just read Hel's threat, and she was NOT LOSING HER PHONE PRIVELEGES. She'd just checked them.

Luckily, it wasn't Hel at all, but... "PIPER!" She screamed, leaning in to give the ghoul a kiss on each cheek. "Don'tchyeh looks lovely!"

Piper's voice from behind made him freeze almost guiltily. Then as Freya greeted the younger ghoul in the way only a Freya could greet anyone he sort of relaxed a bit.

A small grin appeared on his face, "Ah! Don't gimme that, Pip-pip. Isn't like we were bein' improper," he said cheerfully. Usually they were being improper but tonight they were mostly behaving themselves.

"Freya seems to know who you are already!" He said cheerfully, "We were just lookin' at some of the food. Wanna hang with us a bit?"

Sophie seemed even more nervous than she had been before, and for some odd reason, that made Bastion less nervous. She took her hand away, only to hold his, and he turned to look at her curiously, his eyes asking the questions that his lips kept silent. But she had a plan, it seemed, and he was more than happy to let her lead him anywhere she wished. His eyes roamed the room, wandering with wide eyed wonder.

"What a marvelous transformation, your peers have created. This place is truly magical." He grinned down at her. "And you, the most magical flower in it."

He was handed a drink, and he brought it closer, sniffing it. Too much experience with drinking things and falling into trances made him wary.

Having been a long time coming, it was a real treat to see how wonderful the circus tents looked against the dusky sky. Such a darkly enchanting scene only made the witch hasten her walk, doing her very best not to look off put that she had to walk into prom alone. Honestly, it wasn't that big a deal, not when she looked so very fabulous in her outfit, and especially not considering she would have a terribly easy time finding someone she knew, so really she was all smiles as she made her way through the flaps of the main tent. Inside it was a cacophony of stripes and music and happy faces, all of which made her own smile brighten. Immediately distracted by a great many number of things, it took Belladonna a few moments of open gawking at the glorious sight of such a morbidly gorgeous Dark Carnival before she made her way forward.
Already a great number of people the witch wanted to say hello to were seen, but it was one in particular The Highwire Ballerina called to.

"Alexander!" She chirped, detaching a hand from her parasol to wave high in the air, smiling brightly at him. Feeling a bit shorter than normal in honest to wickedness ballet flats, the witch bounced onto her toes. "Can you talk, or are you a mime through and through?" Of course he could talk, there was no way he wouldn't chat with her!

Outside the event Emily fumbled with a small flask and took a quick drink, before storing it away again in her enormous poufy sleeves. When she'd asked Mr. Monty for advice in not dissipating around her idol, the familiar had been doubtful at first and then extremely pleased with himself in a way that would have had their former team members sniffing for butter. The witch coughed a bit as the medicine took hold, warming her from chest to cheeks.

Entering, she looked around for JD, weaving through the gathering crowd of students for her goblin king date.