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Calder had been passing by the booths and enjoying as much as everyone else when he saw Riley's booth and what position she was aiming for. Typical. What else would the Noodle Head want then to be president, but it wasn't affecting him any. It was not the position he would be trying for anyways, and he was about to head off to fetch a few things of his own when he paused again. The words cute were being thrown a lot around her booth, and he just had to see what the heck was going on.

When he did, he wanted to bleach his eyes. Some of the gaudiest plushies, hats, and other Noodle Head accessories were piled in the booth and it almost looked as if she was hosting a game for prizes than a campaign. All she needed was a big megaphone and a top hat and she'd be set.

The little Rileys in a row, staring at him with their beady eyes and big, pushy heads made him want to take one just to rip it's head off. It certainly would be a great destresser when she annoyed him.

He was just about to tell Riley that her booth was something that was perfect for firewood when the person he was about to address was not Riley at all.

It was another Noodle Head.


It was...

another...

mindflayer....


Calder gaped, before pointing at it. "WHAT THE JACK IS ANOTHER ONE DOING HERE?!!" If it was possible for him to look paler, he was.

"I'd love to help, I like baking," Siddie answered Xiu. "I'm in the monster dorms."

Then Andeon marched up. ... There was another mindflayer at school. Male, and rude, and clearly knew Riley. Siddie blinked and observed the proceedings. This promised to be interesting.

We have wrestling. She piped up quickly to Herryk, but Bruteball has it's own club. You should speak with a boil named Nukpana, for that one. It is another excellent club. She winked. But mine is better.

The entire booth was a smashing success, as far as she could tell. She looked very smug - and of course, it was the perfect time for Andeon to come and crush her spirits. Though, that would be rather difficult today.

Her shoulders twitched slightly when she felt his voice, and her brow furrowed. Wait. She held her hand up in the direction she knew he was coming from. You made me buttons? You MADE me buttons?

There was something delightfully wrong about that sentence, but she couldn't quite place it. Perhaps this was because she hadn't actually looked at the buttons as of yet.

Why would you - OW. She brought her hand up to her head and slapped away whatever had just jabbed her, checking her fingers for blood once she had knocked the Cthulhu away. Did your pet just stab me?!

She could feel the tension rising in Jericho, without even looking at him, and her response came out a little more terse than she had meant it to be. I promise nothing. Hey, it was her campaign slogan! But that is fine.

Where was Cam in all of this? Riley's Cthulhu had been suspiciously absent the entire time - this was because he had been underneath the booth, peeking under the ghoul's skirts as they stood there cooing at the plushies. He sniffed the air, and seizured suddenly in surprise, scuttling out of his hiding place to find whatever it was that smelled so familiar..

”GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

There were many unpleasant sounds in the world of Halloween, but few were quite as ear-shattering as the unhappy wailing of an adolescent little cthulhu. Andeon's little Destroyer of Worlds wailed wildly as Riley knocked her away from her perch. From her perch! The very one she had claimed all by herself! She had scaled dangerous jungles of vines! Dodged treacherous gauntlets of claws and hidden mouths! And for what?

For what!?

Andeon glanced at Calder as he all but yelled his question, and a look of annoyance passed over his face.

You can stop staring. I know, I know. It's difficult. I would stare at me, too, but I believe in you. You have the strength to stop staring at me. Reach deep within yourself and find the courage, man.

The little cthulhu slowly waddled her way back to Andeon's foot, and the illithid bent down to scoop her up into his arms. She gave a low, quiet scree of displeasure, ending in what sounded like a tiny, heartbroken sob before she tucked her tentacled face against his chest and began to wail wildly. Andeon, surprisingly, just gently rocked the little thing quietly and stared Riley down. He snatched a small plushie from the booth and shook it gently in front of her face.

Idgit opened her many-toothed mouth wide, and chewed the head right off.

Andeon cooed in response.

And just look at how she treats her, Andeon sighed in response to Junko, shaking his head, She was just trying to support you, Nanny Knockdown. She made that flag herself. It's painted with cannon cat blood. Also there is a surprise in your room.

Andeon paused, thought this over, and corrected himself.

There are one-hundred and eighty-two surprises in your room.

Idgit heard Cam's cry, and her wide eyes turned from Andeon's face and towards that of... another Cthulhu! Stuffed purple tentacles stuck out from between her own pale teal, and Andeon had to all but drop the little creature to keep her from clawing his face off in an attempt to reach the ground. She, too, fell flat on her read, and for a long moment the two little monsters stared at one another.

Until Idgit pulled one soggy stuffed tentacle out of her mouth and offered it to Cam.

One palm flattened against Andeon's scarred forehead, and he did the only thing he could think of. He tossed the list of button slogans down, along with several pre-made buttons, and walked away.

Twitching from the shriekings of the little cthulu, Jericho grimaced and watched the two before Andeon finally wandered off. Letting out a huff, he glanced briefly at Christof, who had peeked out from behind him, then looked to Riley. Just what the hell had the mindflayer dropped off in her room exactly?

Shaking his head, he turned his attention to Junko, recalling her greeting Andeon rather happily.

"I suggest to not get too friendly with that one," he warned.

Lizzy came by to wish Riley luck, not that she thought the demoness needed it. However, she took one look at the 'mascot', took a photo, and left to find Mac.

Saying 'good luck' can come later.

Calder turned about to stare at Christof with wide eyes. "You never told me THAT.." He pointed directly at Riley. "...had a brother and that they are having babies all over the place!"