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"Perhaps we ought to bring legal proceedings forward against it rather than beating it with weapons?" Malodore suggested, tilting its head the other direction (and leaning against Riley's shoulder in the process). "It seems to understand such matters."

Cady blinked, as something bounced off her forehead. She opened one eye (how long had she been out?) and discovered that the unidentified projectile was in fact, a brightly colored piece of candy that had rolled under the booth table. She moaned, face half squished in the floor, but she reached up with one hand to unwrap it. You couldn't say no to free candy. It was just a matter of Prince-apples. Swallowing it whole without thinking, she had a brief moment of panic as it lodged in her throat - was this Choking?! - but it quickly melted. It felt warm, which was a little odd for candy. She squirmed as her previously bruised and battered torso suddenly tingled. She stopped tensing when she realized she felt...great. A nap had clearly been the BEST idea.

Cady sat up, and promptly slammed her head into the table above her. Maybe the spot she'd chosen for her involuntary reverie could have been better. For one, she had no idea what was going on, as the tablecloth completely obscured her vision and even dulled out the noises from her fellow magical ghouls. Was anyone still out there? Wincing, she rolled to the side through the draping, just as the monstrosity reformed from a puddle of it's own-

She sniffed. Was that...was that cheese? What was going on? Their sworn enemy suddenly had reformed itself into, or from, something extremely delicious. Cady's eyes glazed over. It wasn't a student, right? The words Fair and Game suddenly came to mind, or would have, were she familiar with the saying. A single droplet of drool formed at the corner of her mouth as she watched it eat what remained of its former body.

It was too much to take. Oblivious to the other students attacking around her, she leaned forward and took a bite.

Chomp.

Her face burned, as did the inside of her mouth - apparently the boiling look the creature had taken as it emerged wasn't just for show. She yelped, spitting a rather attractive LAVA HOT string of beastie down her cheek. "Ifff's weaaawy hoooooooffff!" she exclaimed, and forced herself to swallow what remained of the mouthful of monster. She scrabbled at her cheek inexpertly in an effort to dislodge the rest of the mess.

Definitely not one of her better ideas. She sat at its feet panting, eyes tearing. Hot, hot, HOT. A lovely red welt was forming where the cheesy drip had marched on to her face.

Cady probably looked even sillier than normal, what with her mouth hanging open and tongue lolling pathetically. She didn't even notice as the patchwork boil landed promptly on his bottom next to her. She did, however, nearly jumped out of her own skin as she felt something touch her shoulder. The monster hadn't moved- HAD IT? CANDLEJACK. She tried to squint past the stinging blur of tears.

She would be smarter this time. Instead of striking with her teeth, she turned around and attempted a half hearted tackle, mouth gaping and several rows of teeth plainly on display. She used her upper torso for momentum, twisting and flaring her wings. Reaching out with clawed fingers, she let out a trumpeting and (mostly) unintelligible roar as she attempted to wrestle whatever it was.

"'DO DOT EADIN' 'DO, DO AWAAAAY!"

Cady flailed away, fully in panic mode at the assault from the mystery monster. As she clawed outward though, she felt her nails catch on something. It didn't really occur to her that snaggy, non-scalding bits were not characteristic of the cheese-beast until something OOFED right into her chest. Oh well, at least that region had natural padding.

Her breath knocked out of her, she paused in her assault in a uncharacteristic moment of reflection. She lowered her hands slowly, still leaning against the thing's foot for support. The thing that, she realized after some furious blinking, was her patchwork pal from the fitness booth. After a few moments of coughing (onto his lovely exposed legs), she was able to catch her breath enough to utter, "Ib dat woo?"

Her tongue still dangled useless and swollen out the side of her mouth, but at least she wasn't in full on assault mode.

Oh, yes. Cady was pretty sure she would recognize the melodious call of the stitched up boil anywhere. Rubbing at her eyes, she sat up a little - and glanced down at her chest. "Dow bany dibbrent degs dya 'aff?" She leaned back further, away from his foot, peering at the crisscross stitching. It was at that point she realized his position was a little less than ladylike.

Diplomatically, she added, "I 'bont dow ib do 'dow but 'ur Dunder Werebs 'er sowbbing." She indicated the gap between leg and skirt somewhat demurely with a claw.

It's like a skintone rainbow, some tiny voice in Cady's head remarked as she watched the boil blush. That was. Well, that was something, definitely.

But when he slapped his knees together and pulled his skirt down in a fashion that almost seemed affronted, she sort of lost it. The laugh started somewhere in her belly, building as it made it's way up her throat and finally came blasting out her mouth.

"BA HA HA HA HA...Ha...ha..." She wiped away a little spittle from the corner of her lips, mirth subsiding. She wondered what the boil was worried about anyway. As far as she knew, Proper Ladylikeness was only important, for, well...Ghouls. Huh. She squinted at the skirt circumspectly. Maybe there was a reason he'd been eyeing those panties...

Or should she say She? What were the rules for put-together-people, gender-wise?

As the abomination melted away, Ys held her trident over head, shaking it at the fallen enemy in a bubbling victory cheer. Her celebration faltered as the new enemy emerged from its fallen predecessor's remains. "That'sss not right!" The disgust in her voice made her feelings clear as she watched the new abomination devour what was left of the first one. Or maybe they were all part of the same monstrosity. As Usa-pyon went around with the candies, she distractedly accepted hers, her attention riveted on the bizarre enemy.

A part of her wondered what would happen if any of them actually accepted the contract. Being a magical girl sounded too... sparkly and human for her though, so she decided it ought to be someone else if they were going to go that route. Besides, she was used to an even shorter skirt, this one felt downright formal in comparison.

The others were already pitching in for the final battle, but Ys had held back for a bit, wondering if there was a strategy to this or if the thing would actually be defeated this time around. It was a strangely resilient abomination. She winced as she watched her goblin friend, hoping she would be all right after receiving the wound.

After observing what seemed to work and what didn't, the Deep One took up her trident one last time and charged in. Evading the abomination's swatting attack, she jammed the trident at its face. She managed to catch it in the nostril and spent an awkward moment or two eye-to-face with the thing until she could wrench her weapon free. She wasn't quite fast enough and ended up tripping over the abomination's paw as it aimed for her again. A few minor scrapes and a bruise or two weren't bad at all, and she managed to save herself from worse by tumbling out of the way.

She quickly scampered back out of reach in time to see the patchwork boil deliver a kick to the manticore ghoul. She unsuccessfully tried to suppress a smile of amusement and turned aside, pretending that she hadn't seen a thing. If she could have whistled, she would have, but she settled for tone deaf humming as she searched about for Altessa in the crowd of students.

Poke was about to begin celebrating their victory (and hoping to get her normal clothes back), but instead the thing somehow revived itself and...now it was even bigger then before.

Sometimes fear regeneration could be a giant pain in the a**, if you weren't the one experiencing it.

Popping the candy usa-pyon gave her in her mouth, she began to feel better already and got ready to fight the beast once more. Jumping forward with another charge she jumped at it, bringing her cardboard staff over head and hoping to slam the beast over the head with it.