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It was surprising that she hadn't noticed this particular booth when she had visited the ghost dragon's a little earlier. They were right next to each other! And this was Andrew! Somehow her observational skills had failed her, her Andrew radar had been down and Olivia had gone the other way only to find his booth now.

And gave the flame demon one of those very long looks of confusion complete with a little bit of a head tilt, from five feet away. "You just don't want Gabby to win?" Well, that was very strange and it was very clear on her face that she thought as much. True, the two of them hadn't been very friendly to one another while the other boil had been at their game booth but she couldn't see that as a very big reason to go up against him. (Again, she must have been forgetting about the movies or something). But Gabby didn't seem to have anything against Andrew at HIS booth or at least hadn't mentioned anything yet to her on the subject matter. Why was Andrew so heated (heh) on this?

Olivia dared to move herself a little closer, breaking her usual distance between them (and had a moment of pride for herself in the process, even though she had obviously done it before. But, digressing) in hopes of finding out a little more about his little grudge. And, wait, "Min...ion?" He had one of those? Slowly her head turned towards the crowd...

❝I fell in love the way you fall asleep, Slowly then all at once ❞


Anna approaches Andrews booth for the first time, though she can't help but chuckle. "So gabby doesn't win" is that his slogan or something? She remembers the dragon from her previous approaches and nears his rival for treasurer smiling. "What is your goal in all of this?"

Andrew's mind came to a screeching halt when Olivia arrived. "I well. Gabby is mean." he tried to justify it lamely. Very lamely, but it was true, Gabby was pretty much a giant walking jerk.

"Ahhh well minion... Well.... Blondie isn't really a minion. just a little first year that I adopted." Andrew had no idea that RUTH was even her name let alone that Ruth was actually a 2nd year. He just had no clue.

"Olivia... hold on a second." he jumped down from his platform and went rustling about behind the booth. "I got you a thing." ok well really his minion had gotten it but it counted alright? Andrew offered Olivia a blue crown. Please be distracted and happy now.
And they still totally are not friends ok?









I will give out prizes when I wake up.

AJ was there, watching the puppy love drama like an audience, Andrew acted so adorable when Olivia was around. He didn't think of approaching before the mention of minion, well, the flame demon didn't tell him that even they were friends. So sad, Andrew. Pushing himself from where he leaned, he put his hands in the pockets and walked easily towards the group. Just a few steps taken, he saw something that made him smile and paused, picked out his eyePhone and -

Snap.

A picture was taken with the obvious sound, he didn't plan to hide it at all. "My my, the flower crown looks great on you, Olivia." He smiled, radiated his charisma without restriction. "Andrew, what a great gentleman you are, I am proud to have a friend like you." A wink was tossed to the flame demon. "Be sure to remind me to send you the photo, cute girl, I think it's one of my best. As for you, Andrew boil, for an exchange for the nice photo, you have to tell me this minion thing I sadly didn't know" He thought that was a good deal, he looked at the blonde girl with a playful smile.

Andrew might have figured she already had one but she liked the blue one. His tail burned a little brighter but he kept it behind the booth, easy because he was already on the ground.

It was then that he spotted AJ. What was the boil doing? Gentleman? Andrew wasn't... "Go away AJ." the fire burned only brighter as his cheeks flushed. "I don't want your stupid photo. I don't make contracts with out agreeing to them first." it was demon philosophy. Not that he cared if they knew about his Blondie, he just didn't want the photo.

"No problem cutie, I will send through the Critter, you have one right?" He giggled as he gliding through his friend list. "Aha, found you. Ok, sent!" In the photo that Olivia received, a grumpy flame demon was shoving an adorable girl in blue a pretty blue crown, the blush that was on his face was captured whereas the surprised face of the girl. It was such a beautiful picture.

He then turned to the grumpy demon who acted - always angry face. "Tch. Andrew, I am afraid I need to get back my words, be polite and not to p***k up your fur." Obviously Andrew was not a student, but a minipet. "I am so sad, it was a precious photo capturing the great moment so beautifully and Olivia looks so perfect in it, and you said you don't want it? That was the harshest words to say in front of a ghoul, Andrew." AJ made a very upset face, eyebrows knitted together with a "why....oh that's sad" look, and then an eyebrow was raised when he nearly finished.

"Contracts? What contract? I didn't ask for one?" He shrugged innocently.

One of the finer points of the political process, of course, was the arisal of two rivals and political fury in the form of debates. Now Lock did care very extensively about who would be the classes' representation, and perhaps unlike many others, he WAS curious about the issues.

The talk of the fairground was the ongoing rivalry (or perhaps more aptly put, one sided brawl) between one angry, rash fire demon and a stoic, somewhat conniving ghost dragon. Lock was unsure if either of them actually had something to offer the school, or if it was just some sort of strange teenage ritual to occasionally get angry and angsty at another student for no reason whatsoever. Either way, Lock didn't intend to take part in such a ritual, and instead was going to let the ballot box decide such a decision.

However, he did stop by the booth to see the current status of the issue. What he found was ... well, less than stellar.

He stood a few feet away from the booth, watching others gather around the boil. From what Lock could see, he didn't really have a political stance other than "take down the dragon." Ad hominem at its very finest.

The boil had all but lost faith in the fire demon ranting on top of his booth, but Lock would attempt to be fair in his divination of the student council results. He would give Andrew an attempt to prove his work.

"Excuse me," he said, interrupting the conversation going on already. "I had a question ... you said part of your stance was that of spending money. If elected, what would you spend said money on? And where would you intend to get such a sum of seeds?" Lock asked the hard question.

"Sure thanks for stopping by." she didn't seem to understand. Andrew honestly wasn't sure what to make of that.



"Well the big thing every year is Prom. we will need money for decorations and probably a band. In the mean time there are things like fund raisers. I know of at least one person who is good at baking." a small pointed look was cast at AJ.

"At some point I want to throw a school wide pizza party. Just for fun. Like I said bake sales and other fundraisers will get us there. If you have any suggestions I'm all ears."