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Calder held the pumpkin, thinking about it. It wasn't their scarling, and there could be someone looking for it, or at least the Boogeymen would have to be brought in to investigate. Such a sad find on such a romantic night. "Fine. We'll turn it over to Cricket....though I hope she doesn't do anything bad with it. She tends to make them explode." He petted the pumpkin with concern. Maybe they would keep it for the night and take it in in the morning.

"You'll carry it when we leave, and I'll drag your mattress back where it belongs. I doubt Christof will remember. He's.......acting a little weird."

Joachim didn't pay any attention to what was going on in the room, instead he made a direct beeline to the punch after Muka. Pouring a cup he took in a deep sip almost as if he was enjoying a hot cup of tea.

After standing there a few minutes he realized he really really he started to wiggle. He really really had to pee, maybe drinking the punch down like tea was really a bad idea.

Not to mention he had no idea where Muka had wandered off to so suddenly.

Her tail flickered back and forth as West played, leaning over one side of the Ghost-man game. Every corner turned, she made a concerned sound and leaned slightly towards the direction the little ghost pixels moved in. At his loss, she snapped her fingers. Well dangit, game must be set up fer that ta'happen first time 'round.

At that point, Levi felt a rumble in her belly and placed a hand over her midsection to indicate the internal reaction. mm~... guess ma'gut's tellin' me it's time fer some grub.

Wanna come with me ta' git a' bite now? She smiled at West, moving to his side again and taking up one hand in her own, intertwining her fingers between his tightly. C'mon, I'll make sure yer good n' full too, screecheart. Want ya'at yer best fer tha next game. We'll git 'em! That was all it was, surely. They were just hungry and lacking in the proper concentration.

With Vampire Teddy in one arm, Levi pulled the wrath demon along hand-in-hand back over to the area with the prizes and food. The ghoul chuckled when looking at West periodically, a light flush flooding her cheeks. He was really warm to the touch and it just felt so ~delightful~ to hold his hand. Such a simple thing, but it brought up thoughts- thoughts about contact. More contact was good for West; she enjoyed it too.

Maybe 'a drink first. 'M pretty parched, now that'm lookin' Oh yes. The punch was tempting her. Across the lengthy table of goodies, her mouth turned to sand as soon as she saw the bowl of liquid. Taking up a cup, she filled it to the brim, offering it carefully up to West first. He was in her company and it was only right to give him a drink first. Shortly after taking her own cup, the beverage slid down her throat... and everything changed.

The world was green.

Uh...

Questioningly at first, Levi looked directly into West's green eyes and went wide-eyed herself. Yer eyes... they're so... green. They're so ... so much more green! Greener than hers were... suddenly she wished her eyes could be green like his.

He nodded at Levi's assessment. Yeah, that was it. His epic video game-related failure was all the machine's fault. West smirked as she took his hand, comforted by the fact that she wasn't dwelling on his loss.

When she mentioned food, West muttered, "Yeah, sounds good." He smacked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Dry. Why was he so thirsty all of a sudden? His attention shifted away from the ghoul at his side for almost the first time that evening, despite the fact that she was holding his hand. Punch. He wanted it. It might have also been awesome if she called him screecheart again. But mostly punch. Mmm. He licked his lips.

West very nearly knocked the ghoul back in his haste to take the cup she offered, bright red liquid spilling over onto his hand as he downed the drink in no more than three gulps.

Ah. Much bett...

Whoa.

Whoa.

PINK.

The boil grinned to himself. Pink was an excellent color. He had always thought so. It didn't even really matter that it was sparkling. If anything, that made it better. West looked over at the tatzel as he threw his empty cup over his shoulder then extended his arms toward her, wrapping them around her waist.

"I know, right?" he drawled. "I can't'ev'n see my own eyes'n I kno'they're... beautiful." He reached back toward the table with his damp hand, lifting one of the ladles from the punch bowl and examining himself in its back. "Lookit me." He turned it a bit so he could see them both in the concave surface. "Lookit us." The ladle went the way of his cup, clattering on the floor behind him as he looked into Levi's eyes. "Yer so..." His head tilted to one side and pressed his lips together, somehow unable to figure out exactly what she was. There was only one solution. "Let's dance." To what, West? To what?

Israfel was back with Riley again. "........ Do you feel better or worse about going out? I don't think a bathroom is a very good home." Wings sifted. And, how is your pumpkin? Does it need a nap of some blankets to keep it warm?"

PFFFT. The frost demon was rather unimpressed with Muka's lack of endurance. She however, did regain a little respect for him as he rather fiercely danced them over to Joachim, and then it went downhill again.

“Quite pathetic isn't he?” she huffed, crossing her arms whilst still in Joachim's embrace. He may or may not have felt a little of her anatomy. “Well then, I suppose you are to attend to me,” she said, hands on her hips like some diva called Cristiano Ronaldo. “Bring me some of that punch, gosh it's hot in here,” she bossed him, fanning herself with her hand.

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Chirping with worry, Israfel shook his head. This would not do at all. The bed was not her's. And a bathroom was no place to raise a scareling. Looking around in his pockets he pouted he didn't even have a slime sucker left, all the candy brains he had were gone too. Plus if she was trying to nest she was doing at all wrong. Body parts and paper would never hold up. She'd need more warm things! And stability. Looking around he ventured back out to the tables pulling off a table cloth. He was luck in the fact he didn't make a mess of things really.

Wandering back he offered it up. "There is this. I could get some dead flowers but I do not think they would help. Oh I know just- hold on~"

Sitting down, Israfel looked to be focusing on something. His face scrunched up and his wings went tight to his body. With a sudden jerk feathers puffed out and off of him. Promptly falling over he sighed. "I needed to get rid of my old feathers anyway but ohhhhh growing new ones like that are a paiiinnnnn." He whined. That had taken more FEAR than he'd like to admit.

What Mitsu had been doing throughout the event with pink elephants, exploding students and the like was uncertain but as of current she was lounging rather comfortably while Shun fed her sausages. Yes, this was the life. Jack it felt good to be on top.

Somewhere along the lines she had also procured a blobby pink thing and was stroking it lovingly while it sat in her lap. Was she hallucinating its existence? Who knew.

"Another sausage," Mitsu piped up tilting her head back to look at Shun, opening her mouth expectantly almost like a baby bird waiting for food.