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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 3:05 pm
Layla watched as her bluddy Kai took his turn at attempting to bring their mutual art pal, Nero, out of his dire sleepy situation. If he didn't wake up soon, he'd miss lurch and be hungry the rest of the day. Worse, he might end up falling asleep in the 'wrong' class, like Mister Hackington's, and end up serving a lifetime deadtention sentence!
Finally Layla herself tapped Kai's arm with the tip of her tail, drawing his attention to her."You're going about this all wrong, Kai."Layla maneuvered aside to whisper in Nero's ear as he threatened to doze off again..."Clawdeen in her Fearleading uniform at two o'clock!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 3:20 pm
Hellene Harpie " I am going to Home Ick early today. I'm going to use the laundry machines," she said, before turning to Draconia, " Do give me a call later and we shall arrange our 100% boo-free night and YOU," she continued, turning sharply to Glen and the other boos, " will have a lovely time at your night and play a long night of Gravestation and have Spellbound tournaments and it will be absolutely de-frightful and not try anything to crash our night because if I see one hoof, horn or can of Red Ghoul I will have all of my moanga withdrawn form next week's comic book clubs and you can try to catch up on Lupain the IV without my books since you seem to spill so many things!" With that she collected her bags and flew off to the grimnasium to borrow a pair of shorts. Glen watched after Hellene as she stormed (flew) out of the creepateria to right the stain he had inadvertently caused. He propped his elbow on the edge of the table and rested the side of his face in the palm of his hand."Gee, I coulda just jinxed the stain out."His mind then wandered (I know, how unusual!) and he frowned as Hellene's words came back to haunt him."I'm not in the Comic Book Club."Glen turned to Draconia, looking bewildered."I fail to see the threat."
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 7:43 pm
Dashner shifted in his seat. "So uh, bro, do you have a date to the Tombcoming dance?" He asked, trying not to sound like a detective.
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Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 10:08 pm
Melody rushed through the creeperteria after grabbing her necessary food for the Mad Science study session she was planning during her free period.
Ever since the circus incident, she had lost time to study and work, leaving her busy to make sure everything was coming into place with school work.
She thought to herself, "Alright, eyeball soup, check. Roast feet, check. Hm.." she pondered as she passed by the usual table.
Sure she wished to sit next to Roswell and talk about the upcoming dance, but when was there time?
She glanced over their way and wanted to see if she was missing anything important.
Mera and Dash hugging? Roswell with some friends? Nope, nothing.
She continued to head to her doomitory to begin eating.
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 2:47 am
Ronan continued to stare at Dashner for a few moments, then sighed. "I don't.. know. " Dashner continued to stare at him intently, it made him uncomfortable. He shook his head. "Doriana asked, but... I don't know why." A deep frown crossed his face. "She never has time for anything, especially dances." He shook his head.
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 5:14 am
Dashner sat there for a minute. Then he facepalmed. emotion_facepalm This was the thing about Ronan, he never understands.
"Bro... You practically just gave the answer yourself. You said she doesn't have time for anything, right?" They both nodded.
"...Then why would she take time out of her apparently tight schedule just to talk to you?" He figured that he was on a roll, hpoing that his dormmate would actually understand for once.
"In fact... It seems like she always takes the time to be around you and to talk to you." He shrugged, "And you seem to be the only one she talks to."
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 9:03 am
Nero's head shut back up, his eyes blinking furiously open." My two o'clock or yours?" He looked around before focusing on Layla." That was dirty pool. Do we have any hexpresso or Red Ghoul around here? I know the Creepeteria doesn't let you put it in the vending machines but maybe Glen hasn't finished his whole morning 6-pack yet?" Nero propped himself up on the table and tried not to lean into his mac n' cheese. He needed to eat the lunch, not pass out into it, and if he didn't start now while he was awake enough to remember hunger he'd miss the whole lunch period.
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 9:43 am
Layla rested her cheek in the palm oh her hand and gave Nero an impish little grin.
"Aww, I'm sssorry Nero. I am a wicked little tease, aren't I?"
Layla then lifted her head and looked back across the creepateria.
"If you're going to hit him up for a Red Ghoul, you best do it fast. It looks like he's winding down that six pack."
They turned their heads to watch as Glen popped the tab off of a can of Red Ghoul and inserted it into his cap that holds two cans of drinks with straws.
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 9:55 am
Ronan's frown only deepened as Dashner spoke.
"She is extremely frustrating. For someone who's always panicking about her schedule she doesn't seem to DO a lot."
No, he didn't really seem to get what Dashner was driving at.
"Except talk to you bro... " Dashner was trying so hard to help but it was like punching a brick wall.
Ronan stared at the other boo in silence for a few minutes, the cogs slowly ticking while Dashner just sat back and waited for something to click.
"oh... " Ronan's eyes widened as realisation dawned. "You... you think... But she specifically said as friends, if she wanted to go as a couple surely she'd have said as such?" He really was clueless, and utterly baffled by the whole situation. "Are females always this obtuse?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 9:59 am
Was this a trick question? Dashner crossed his arms and looked back over at Merabell's table but then suddenly looked back. "Not exactly. Besides, she could have been scared about mentioning anything about couples, because, you know..." Oh well, it was a starting point.
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 10:00 am
"Oh dear..." With Hellene in such a state, Draconia realized that actually organizing the creepover was going to fall on her shoulders. Glen had, as was typical, no idea that Hellene's threat to skip Comic Book Club affected Draconia, who was at a critical point in Lupain IV. Desperate to find out what happens next, Draconia hoped getting the creepover organized would soothe Hellene enough to keep her from skipping the club meeting.
Draconia whipped out her iCoffin and sent a text to all of her female friends.
From: Draconia St George Hey Ghouls! If you're free this freakend, we're going to have a ghoul's night out with a creepoever at the Looking Glass! RSVP if you can come. Please bring a snack or hacktivity for everyone.
Draconia hit 'send' and saw a dozen iCoffins buzz across the Creepateria. The first one to come to her table was Draculaura.
"Hey ghoul!" Draculaura beamed at Draconia. The two had Drama Class together, and had become good friends despite Draconia's stage fright. They also often accidentally got each others' homework back from teachers who didn't read past the "Drac" part of the name. "I'd love to come to your creepover! I can bring-"
"Oh, NO, you don't!" Draculaura was cut off by the booming pronouncement from Cleo DeNile. "All social activities this weekend are canceled for the Fear Squad. Ghoulia has crafted a new routine, and we will practice it until you can perform in your SLEEP."
Cleo's intensity ran a chill down Draconia's spine. Draculaura nodded.
"Sorry, Draconia." Draculaura squeezed Draconia's claw. "It sounds like my calendar has been filled."
"It's all right." Draconia smiled. "We'll find another time to fang out. Have fun practicing!"
"Fun...hah, right." Draculaura responded as Cleo stomped off to inform the rest of the Fear Squad. "When it comes to practice, Cleo takes the fun right out of fundamentals, steps on it in 5-inch heels, and throws it in the trash."
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 10:02 am
Ronan rested his head in his hands, this was exhausting.
"I know what?" Why couldn't monsters finish their sentences? He didn't enjoy guessing games.
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 10:06 am
"Hey Melody! Bye Melody!" Kai called out as his cousin swept past, distracted with her own schedule.
"Looks, Layla, you keep Nero from doing a header into his cheezy mac, and I'll see if I can bargain away some Red Ghoul from Glen, okay?" Kai stood up as Layla began fiddling with some salt and pepper shakers to prop Nero up. He strolled up to Glen's table and edged in on the other side of Chase.
"Hey! Glen!" Kai waved. "I need a favor, bro!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 10:07 am
Dashner rolled his eyes. "Never mind. But what are you going to do?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 10:20 am
He shook his head and shrugged.
"What do you suggest?"
Did Doriana really want more than idle friendship with him? What was going on here? There was nothing for it, he'd have to speak to her and it was going to be humiliating. He moved to stand, putting his book away. Looked like he wasn't going to get a chance to do any more study.
"I should talk to her yes?"
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