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The hunchback glanced away from Riley, apparently more pressing matters at hand.... at Calder's question, his face went positively green, and there was the sound of tearing fabric, sharp thorns suddenly ripping through the sleeve of the jacket he and the kelpie had worked so hard to get to fit his new frame right.

No hitting Friends. No hitting friends. No hitting HOW DARE HE COMPARE HIS MISTRESS TO THAT SEETHING PILE OF no hitting friends-

He tried to will himself to relax, and the sharp, twisted scales slowly retracted their way back into his disproportionate left arm, and he rubbed it with a wince, glancing to make sure Jericho hadn't seen his-

Jericho was not wearing a shirt. But what he was wearing on his chest made the hunchback's already seasoned heart stop.

Calder watched at both Jericho and Christof shot such a look at him to make him take two steps back and hold his hands up. Apparently he touched a sensitive nerve with both of them, and he grimaced at the looks he was getting. How was he supposed to know? All he saw was a big purple person talking to Riley that looked just like her, wearing similar armor and making her buttons. Why wouldn't he think it was a relative?!!

When Christof's new suit started to get torn, Calder eeped. "Ahh. You're ripping it! We took forever to get that looking right!" But it was too late and while Calder wasn't dumb enough to go lean over the booth to assess the damage and probably get killed by the Igor, he did bite his nail and watch as the fabric was ripped with several tears. That would take some emergency mending to be sure. "Sorry. Sorry! Calm down."

It did seem that Christof did, but now he was looking at Jericho's chest. Calder turned his head to do the same.

Not bad at all. He thought to himself, but he didn't see why Christof would be looking.

The ninja...mascot...thing went unnoticed for now. Junko was too busy going 'OMJCUTECTHULHU!' She even had a little sign~! How adorable! She wanted one now! Or she wanted one until she started to hear it cry, wincing and covering her ears as tightly as she could. Gaaaaaaaah! Why?! Junko wasn't deaf to Andeon's comment toward her, though. Or the fact that he was saying such rude things! Cannon cat blood? What?

She did see the interaction between the two cthulhu as well. And it melted her heart. So cuuuuuuuute!

Junko frowned at Jericho's warning. "But..." She pouted down at the small cthulhu minipet and his little friend. So cuuuuuuute! How could they not at least try to make friends with someone when his minipet made Riley's minipet so happy? WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS, GUYS? She looked up to see Calder was staring dreamily at Jericho's chest, and Christof was off by a box looking rather...off. Was he okay?

Idgit watched sadly as Cam ran off, her eyes widening to saucer-sized circles of white. Had she done something wrong? Did he not like her present? Should she have slobbered on it more? Idgit pulled the half-chewed tentacle out of her mouth, a bit of white stuffing stuck to her tentacles in a way that slightly resembled a puffy white moustache, and let out one long, sad, screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Until Cam came running back with... with...!?

Idgit all but leapt to her feet, wrapping her little claws around the plushy and pulling it in close. She hugged it around its neck, swung it around once, and gave out a strange giggling sound that could have made Petrie's mother cry in shame.

The little Cthulhu sat the plushie down and patted it once on the head. She patted Cam once too, before turning tail and toddling off. Her large eyes looked to Jericho first, then to Christof. To Riley and Lizzy and – aha! There! Junko would not be able to anticipate the small, screeching ball of Cthulhu that came clambering up her kimono. Her tiny claws tangled in the faintly glowing fabric, climbing the young ghoul as though she were not a ghoul at all, but some tree.

Upon whose highest branch hung glittering, gold and red fruit. Only the prettiest. Only the best! Certainly, she could give only the best. Idgit wasted no time. She wrapped her body in the chains, tugged once, and let out a demanding little, “NYAH!”

She stomped a foot hard onto Junko's head, and flung herself off like some would-be bungee jumper.

They really were precious. It was adorable to see that love could exist anywhere, even if they were just sweet little minipets with a penchant for humping legs and sticking flags in people's heads. They were cute. They were precious. They were--CLIMING UP HER KIMONO WHY?! Junko didn't notice at first, she didn't realize what was happening. She didn't see that it was the newer cthulhu Cam had fallen head over tentacle for until she was halfway up one of her sleeves. "U-um..do you want something?" Gah! Claws! Claws! Claws! Had to get the claws away from her clothes! She plucked the little cthulhu up, only for her to find her way onto her head. Wh-what?! What was she doing!?

Junko's eyes were wide as she tried to grab at the cthulhu attacking her head, her panic sending her hair into a frenzy. It puffed out, it raised up, and Her angry growl could be heard from underneath the bun on the back of her head. Junko gasped, flailing to get the minipet off her head. What was she doing up there?! A large portion of her hair wrapped itself around the cthulhu as she stomped on Junko's head, making the ghoul cry in pain and put a hand on the stomped spot. As she flung herself the hair refused to let go, though she did swing from momentum...until she was released.

And tossed high up into the air.

"W-wait no!" Junko gasped and stared up. "Did you have to throw it so HIGH?! What if she gets hurt when she lands?! It'll be your fault!" There was a muffled voice that only Junko was close enough to hear and she glared. "No, you overreacted! All she wanted was one of my hair sticks!"

The little monster went up and down with a softly fading “NYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaa........aaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH-”

Idgit flapped her wings furiously, but her quickly turning body simply would not find balance in the air high above the Florescetival. She momentarily marveled at the wonders below. The softly glowing lights. Idgit supposed that if she was going to die, this would be a good last thing to see. Or she would have, were the little Cthulhu self-aware enough to have such complex thoughts. Instead, she simply enjoyed the pretty, shiny lights.

And thought how lovely it would be if she could have given them all to Cam.

But what went up must always come down, and Idgit hit the ground with a hard smack and a sickening crunch. For a moment, the little thing was quiet and still. Her unbroken wing fluttered sadly, the only warning sign of the high-pitch squeal that soon filled the air from the sad little monster.

Junko would see only one thing very suddenly fill her vision. Up close, and very, very personal.

Junko's argument with Her was ended for now. Only for now. She had to try and catch the flying cthulhu. Could cthulhu fly?! They had wings! Surely they were for more than just decoration! They...just had to be! Her arms were held out and fear was written all over her face, moving this way and that to try and align herself with the cthulhu that seemed to be falling in slow motion. No...no..!

NononononononononononononononononononononononononononononoNO! "NOOO--" SMACKCRUNCH!

Junko stood there and just stared, her arms still extended out like a fool trying to catch a bruteball. She couldn't breathe, and she was pretty sure her heart had stopped. She killed her. She killed her. Tears quickly flooded her vision and rolled down her cheeks even as she heard the cries of the little minipet. She was alive, but she was hurt because of her. No, no. Because of Her. Because of The Mistress. It was all The Mistress' fault! No! Suddenly her vision was filled with glowing red and purple, an angry voice filling her head. Her arms dropped and she skittered back several steps until she felt the table's edge behind her, eyes wide and she shook with fear from head to toe. Parts of her hair were raised high above her head, looking ready to grab at anything that would come at her, while the rest of it hung limp behind her until it brushed against the ground.

"I-I'm sorry! I di..dn't..I didn't me-mean to it was an acci--ccident I swuh-swear!" Junko stammered out, looking more terrified than she had felt since...oh, Jack. Since the island.

If it hadn't been for Riley she was pretty sure she would have died. Green eyes darted from Andeon to Riley as the other mindflayer, the good mindflayer, literally stepped in and did her best to end the inevitable beatdown Junko was surely expecting. She was taking him away. She was saving her. Except for her trembling she remained completely still until the two mindflayers were far enough away that she felt safe again, her legs finally giving out from underneath her and sending her to the ground.