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 Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:40 pm
"Oh, I'm not the wrestling type," she smiled sincerely as she turned to Draconia and Glen, "So, was the fight any good?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 7:12 am
"Oh yes, quite thrilling!" Draconia gushed. "I've not been to a live event quite like that, ever! Even if you're not an undie-hard fangboo like these lads, it's worth seeing. How was your party?"
Draconia asked Roswell and Glen as Draculaura started setting down everyone's drinks.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 10:39 am
"Oh the usual drama bombs. Vanissha screaming for some attention... Wanted to throw her own party... JD took Jewels side..Vanissha left. Then the party really started as there was a dance off!! We left before we could see who won though."
He smiled at Draculaura who handed him his drink.
"Thanks Draculaura."
"No problem! Teehee. And you're on Monday after school. There was a change of plans so he needs you. I sure hope that gives you enough time to study, Roswell. No one at Monster High likes Exams, but you especially have a hard time with them. So Good luck!"
"Only the written ones... " He grumbles... he didn't want to think about exams yet, he wanted to have fun. So he quickly changed the subject to something he did like.
"Oh Hey! I'm totally getting my super hero ideas together for our next Comic book club meeting! I asked Robecca in shop class and she said she wouldn't mind us adding her in as well!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 4:52 pm
"Oh, and don't forget about Demona and Kai dashing into the party fashionably late," Melody added, "and Dashner acting a bit...odd. Say, what was that about anyhow?"she asked Roswell.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2014 6:03 pm
An hour before now...
Doriana paced in her aunt and uncle's living room. In a few moments, her parents who she hadn't seen in months, were going to walk through the door. She went through her mental checklist, and checked it twice. Not only was she trying to impress them, she wanted them to not regret sending her away. Her aunt had done her hair nice and pretty with curls, and she wore a sea blue dress that covered her feet.
There, finally, was a knock on the door. She slwoly reached for the handle and opened it. There stood her mother, who she now realized that she looked so much like. Suddenly, a wave of emotion flooded her and she hugged her mother tightly. For a few minutes, nobody used words. Doriana was the first to speak. "I'm so happy to see you..."
"We are happy to see you too Doriana," she smiled and let go of their hug, walking into the house. Her father followed behind. Doriana simply gave him a handshake, he wasn't a man for hugs. Not even from his daughters.
Behind them, one of Doriana's brothers, Doran, ran in. He was wearing a polo shirt and cacky shorts with sneakers, very dressed up... for him. Doriana bent down and embrased her brother in a hug. "Dori Dori Dori Dori Dori!!!" He exclaimed, wrapping his arms around her neck. She picked him up.
"It's nice to see all of you," she held Doran in her arms as best as she could. He was almost nine years old, so he was heavy! Doriana's aunt and uncle assisted to get their bags to the guest bedroom. Finally, they all came back to the family room for a chat. "What do you guys plan to do tonight?" Doriana asked her parents. She had already recieved Ronan's text and hope she could go.
"Good you asked, I almost forgot," her father explained, "We mad reservations at a very nice restauraunt, and we need you to take Doran out to dinner and watch him until we return. We can talk about tomorrow later, does that sound alright dear?"
"Sounds great dad, I'll be more than happy to help you out," she smiled. "Doran, are you ready? It's getting late, we should get started."
Doriana said goodbye to her parents and put Doran in the front seat of her car. She backed out of the drive way and began driving to the Die-Ner. "Sooooo.... Where are we going?" Doran asked curiously.
"Die-Ner. Meeting Ronan and a few others there. You alright with that?'
"Ooooh that's why you didn't want to bring mom and dad!" A smirk filled the eight-year-old's face. "Yeah, of course I'm fine with that."
Doriana ignored the comment and kept driving until they arrived. ... Early, of course. All of Doriana's clocks were set forward. They walked in and got a bigger table for the whole party and waited patiently for everyone else.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 12:56 pm
Ronan entered the Die-ner and looked around for familiar faces, spotting Doriana and her brother sitting at a large table on their own.
He approached, smiling softly.
"You came" He sounded a little surprised, though glad.
"Good evening Doran." He nodded his head to the young Selkie who grinned back at him.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 1:04 pm
Doriana smiled and nodded, and Doran grinned. "Yes we did! My parents," she coughed and looked at Doran, who did the 'locked lips' gesture to be cute, "are at dinner somewhere else, so it's just us."
Doran ran a hand through his soft white hair and sighed a little, looking at the table. "Is anybody else coming?? I'm STARVING!"
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 1:09 pm
"I uh.. i'm not sure. Dashner went to pick up his mother but said he'd meet us here. I haven't heard back from anyone else so..." He shrugged and sat down.
"Your parents.. yes.." He frowned and suddenly seemed to remember something.
"Wait.. there was an email from Headmistress Bloodgood." He took out his phone and opened it, checking something. "yes, see here? Our parents are going to be touring the school... together." He paled a little.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 1:13 pm
"WHAT?!" She hadn't had time to check her email. She pulled the phone out of Ronan's hand and stared at it, her blue face turning a lighter blue. "This won't be good..."
"Why??" The kid asked curiously.
"Don't worry about it Dor, we'll handle it..." she turned and whispered to Ronan, "I hope..."
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 1:16 pm
"D..do you think Headmisstress would agree to reassign them? " He somehow didn't think so, not with such short notice.
"I... just hope they can all control themselves." His mind conjured up images of his dear mother being held back by his father as she yelled many words he was certain he shouldn't know at Doriana's parents.
"It will be fine.. yes?" He tried to convince himself.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 1:19 pm
"I don't know how judgmental they are... I think my dad is worse than my mom." She sighed. "Ronan, I don't get why it has to be this way. Why can't we all accept that love is love? Whether it's another selkie, a normie, or even a werecat!"
"Some things I guess we'll never know..."
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 1:31 pm
"I don't know. some monsters are set in their ways I suppose." He wanted to say more but at that moment his parents arrived.
His mother looked a good deal like Doriana's own, A blue skinned selkie, her long white hair curled in loose waves around her youthful face. She was dressed in an odd mishmash of styles, a knee length skirt paired with strappy flats, a simple baby tee with a vest worn over it and fingerless gloves. She even had a chunky knitted scarf draped casually around her neck.
Just behind her stood her husband, a tall, bespectacled normie man with blonde hair and striking blue eyes; the same shade as Ronan's.
He was dressed far more normally than his wife, in a plain shirt, sweater and slacks.
The Selkie woman smiled broadly as she approached and Ronan stood to hug her.
The man simply nodded to his son and both took their seats.
"Doriana?" Ronan's mother addressed the Selkie ghoul, looking her over critically and saying something to Ronan in Norwegian.
Ronan rolled his eyes.
"Mamma, Pappa, this is Doriana and her brother Doran. These are my parents."
The Selkie woman extended a hand to Doriana. "Meri." She pointed to herself.
"A pleasure to meet you both." The normie man smiled politely but looked back to his son. "Anyone else coming?"
"Dashner and his mother may join us, or.. just Dashner. I really don't know. Mothew said he would come, he should be here shortly I hope. I invited the others but they may be busy with their own parents."
His father nodded.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 1:46 pm
"Motthew?" Doriana's eyes lit up at the mention of his name and she coughed. "It's nice to meet you guys too, Mister and Miss Alto." She smiled at Ronan's parents, observing them. She saw how much his mother looked like her too, and how much Ronan took from both of his parents.
"I'm Doran!" The young selkie repeated and grinned.
Suddenly, the wind picked up outside. Tree branches swayed, and slowly into view came Dashner Hawke's feet. He slowly landed infront of the door. He had his arm around a normie's waist, who immediatley fixed her hair when they landed. She had brown hair with natural blonde highlights, and she was dressed up in a green summer's dress and blue leggings, and white heels.
Dashner, for once, actually looked nice. He had on a red button down shirt, his normal jeans, and red sneakers. As always, his talons tore out of the front.
Doriana examined the two as they walked in. She realized how much they looked alike. He literally looked like a male, monstrified version of her. He walked up to Ronan, with his mother behind him.
"Hey bro," he grinned, "this is my mum Doctor McHeastie."
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 1:53 pm
Ronan stood to welcome Dashner's mother, extending a webbed hand to shake.
"I am pleased to meet you mrs.. uh.. doctor McHeastie." Confusing. He glanced to Dashner, he'd ask later.
Ronan's mother smiled broadly and waved while his father also stood, shook the woman's hand and invited her to sit.
"I admit, I didn't expect to see another.. what's the term? Normie?" He seemed a little relieved.
"Oo Dashner! I have gift!" Ronan's mother started searching through her purse and triumphantly pulled out something garish and knitted. "For you, for cold." She nodded.
It was a scarf, an extremely ugly scarf.
Ronan's father leaned over and whispered something to Ronan who tried very hard not to laugh.
He caught Dashner's look and quietly explained. "He said he had to convince her not to make you a roast turkey hat for fangsgiving. She didn't understand why that might be um... inappropriate. It would be inappropriate yes?"
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