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"Ohhh but your nail varnish is.." he giggled. "Faaabulous!" He thought nothing of snatching her hand to admire it. Muka then gave her a knowing wink, which turned into his other blinking in a mismatched delay.

"Yoooou know.." He leaned in conspiratorially. "I know a few ghouls on campus who are.. hrmm.. fashion designers." The strix stroked the fluffy beard that ringed his grinning face. "I bet we could get you some specially made shoes.." Or booties. Or something.

It was to cold and gross to stay outside for long, so, here he was over-sized coat and all wandering into the nearest classroom. With a shake of his head Tavi stretched his hands up to pull off his earmuffs. Yes he might have overdone it, no he wasn't sorry, cold was simply not his friend. Tucking all his unnecessary clothing items into the puffy pockets of his coat the kitsune made his way to sign up on the sheet before finding a seat.

Taking up a seat towards the center of the class Tavi waited impatiently and peeled out of his coat. Dangling his feet in boredom the kitsune yawned then gave an impish grin. After a moment of peeking around he started to squeak his snow boots together for an annoyingly joyful chirp, the sound entertaining enough for him to start giggling softly.

West tried to keep his face impassive as he and Levi made their way to the designated spookie baking hall. The boil had surprisingly fond memories of the snowy holiday town their guest instructors hailed from, and even fonder memories of their sugary desserts, so despite the fact that he had studying to see to, he'd jumped at the chance to attend after receiving the tatzel's text. Well, maybe hopped was a more appropriate interpretation. Or took a slightly deeper breath than usual. No matter how he had reacted, there had been no jumping, and you couldn't prove anything.

As they reached the door, he peeked inside, eying the guest students, in particular, with suspicion. The lights, on the other hand, got a more positive smirk and a shake of his head. "Jackin' Christmas." Their merry twinkling reminded him of the human world star machine gathering dust in his closet. "You ready?" he asked, lightly flicking his fingers against Levi's shoulder.

Jove had not intended on going home for the holidays, planning on putting in some solid study hours while everyone else enjoyed their time off. But he had not anticipated special holiday classes! It was a sign. Staying at school to further his education was exactly the right decision!

He had gone through the list of classes, and one stood out in mind. It got circled on the calendar. And then Jove eagerly waited for it to start.

Baking.

Baking spookies.

Just the thought that he could learn to make his very own spookies set his mouth to watering. And he couldn't forget the special deliciousness of home-baked spookies, like the kind with candy and chocolate Ren had gotten from Alessa back when they were both snots. Instead of studying in his free time, Jove had spent more time daydreaming about the delicious creations he might make...

Arriving at the classroom, Jove glanced at the assembled group, and his tail wagged at the number of familiar students. He knew West and Levi, and was about to go say hi when he realized Mathias was also in the class. Next to Helmut. A ghoul. Not a very ghoul-ish ghoul, but still!

The pup may have panicked a bit himself as he trotted over to his friend's side. Things were still okay, yes? Yes, okay. Good. He nudged the wolpertinger's shoulder ever so slightly with his own, silently saying "Hi, I am here," while he wagged his tail in greeting to Helmut. He would have to say hello to the others later...

Sophie hummed to herself as she made her way around the school grounds. She adored the holidays, even if it was generally a human tradition. Warm, hand knitted scarves, big fuzzy coats, boots with bows on them. Winter fashion was simply divine and even she couldn't deny wearing an 'ugly' Christmas themed sweater that was two sizes too big and hung on her small frame like a dress. She had cinched it with a belt, donned a scarf in matching colours, a pair of stockings and boots.

The ghoul made her way inside the hall and blinked at the sudden influx of coloured lights. Rubbing her eyes, she made her way to one of the benches and took a seat, waiting patiently for class to start.

The Rakshasa was not use to the cold at all, but he was literally kicked out of the comforts of his home to see about the academy once again from his last visit during their House Cup tournament. His family wanted him to join and thus he was wading through the snow with a thick coat and long scarf wrapped around his neck and face in keeping the large demon warm. Wearing layers of clothes was not his thing at all and it's highly uncomfortable.

There were some classes occurring and there was one class which seemed interesting to him; baking. He likes food and eating for he's always hungry and so San thought it would be a fun thing to do. The large demon carefully ducked his head down before entering the room and saw the other students sitting around in waiting for class to begin. There was a sign up sheet going around and he managed to snag it to sign his name in as a guest student visiting. Now it's just finding a seat until his eyes caught on to a familiar friend as he was walking by. "Tavi?"

Festivities weren’t really his thing, anything social and filled with joy wasn’t really his cup of tea, but food, however, was always a great motivator and a class where you got to make food? Efflo was there, especially if it meant they got to eat their homework. He toddled into the classroom, dressed in far more layers than usual (which, for Efflo meant one layer, one layer was more than usual). He didn’t make it much farther, though, eyeing the familiar back of the student in front of him with narrowed eyes.

Efflo leaned up on tiptoe, peering over Gabby and using him as an anchor as he teetered forward to look at the sign-up sheet that already had his name.

He swatted the boil’s head.

"Owww." Gabby growled out, moving away so Efflo had no more access to his head. Unfortunately, this plan would be foiled by the fact that Efflo had been leaning on him, so he ended up dragging his boilfriend all the way to the desks. And he was still in danger of more swatting. "Whaaat. I thought I was doing you a favor. I knew you were there. Besides, my handwriting is prettier."

He took a moment to consider what he'd just said, and then slowly wrapped his arms around his head in pre-emptive defense.