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"I didn't want your mattress!" Malodore protested. "I wanted our own things! So that we could dwell here in perfect harmony and never ever leave! But thank you for visiting, Calder. You are a true friend. Now, come and meet our baby..."

And then, finally, events caught up. Malodore swayed on its hooves. "Baby. Baby?! Our... babywhatwhyscienceugh."

With a sigh, the plague doctor majestically toppled. Fortunately, the mattress was there to break its fall. It was out like a light. A very sleepy, very emotionally overwrought light.

Ti amo, the thought floated from it to Riley before sleep claimed it at last.

Calder watched as Mal fell on their mattress, but it was lost to the appearance of a pumpkin. Squeezing through he gap in the door and the mattress, Calder walked over the slumbering Plague Doctor, inspecting the undead a moment before glancing over in the direction of the pumpkin. It was TOO CUTE!

Then he frowned, and looked over at Barth. "Where is OUR pumpkin?"

Shehk was rather easily pushed away, her ears flattening back. Okay, that had at least gotten him moving again and that was all she'd wanted out of that entire exchange, taking a deep breath as she finally got up and took a deep breath.

"i-I'll try to chase them away, okay?" she said, trying to sound brave but...really not sounding brave in the least as she moved to walk into the pink elephants as she saw them, teary eyed. She'd chase those stupid Elephants away for him.

Somehow.

It was hard being brave when all she wanted to do was hide.

"We don't have one," Barth snapped. "We're not having one."

The thorns pinning Christof to the ceiling recoiled and withered into nothing, dropping him on the floor.

"And you..." He started, rage focusing on the Doctor. The thorns at his feet bent back like cobras. "You..." the thorns hesitated.

Barth had a crisis of sins.

Christof gave a yelp as he was suddenly thrown up against the ceiling, sharp thorns cutting into his lovely new tux and ripping through as they tightened, his heart racing as he tried frantically to stop a sad sort of constrained dance... CEILING DANCE YES wait wait Master Barth was mad why was he mad noooo he loved Master Barth he didn't want him mad -

and suddenly the floor came to greet him with utmost enthusiasm. The deepening water didn't help cushion his fall. He really wished he had managed to finish bringing the mattress in...

There was a series of splashes as Parts when flying.

Calder grumbled about pumpkins and was about to splash water at his boilfriend when he saw a pumpkin bob in the water next to Barth. "It's....a pumpkin!"

Calder trotted over, and held it in his hands, happily, and held it up to Barth. "You ~are ~such ~a ~liar!" He sang. Calder's pumpkin was so better than Riley's pumpkin anyway.

Then there was a problem, and Calder glared down at Riley and the slumbing Mal. "They are on our mattress." He huffed. "HEY! Get off it. We need that." They had a pumpkin after all.

"It's a what," Barth said.

He looked at Calder clutching the pumpkin hopefully. He looked at the elephants. He looked at his ruined mattress with Mal sleeping on top of it, and Christof scattered across the wet bathroom floor. He looked at Riley cowering in a corner and clutching a pumpkin with a headband. He looked at Israfel sobbing happily.

Barth turned around and left.