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Shehk thought back on that brochure. "I don't know what you do with the Enchantments. Maybe if you leave 'em underneath your trap something will come to try and eat it." she suggested. It seemed a reasonable enough idea. Give or take that it was paper and she wouldn't have eaten paper herself. "Or just...leave it..with the box. It'll do something. I don't know exactly. I was out of town when this place opened up."

Out of town and nearly getting her face bitten off.

"My guess is we find a place to set up a trap and then...wait."

Forever.

"I'm not sure how long. We'd probably be able to get food while we waited."

"Why would you fight them?" Roch asked, looking around curiously. This wasn't his territory in the least. There was way too much... grass and stuff. He was more used to concrete and rocks and streets and anything that DIDN'T get covered with grass that came up way too high.

"You take them home, right? That or you let them go. It's when they're evil little bastards that have followed you around and attack your face that you fight with them." He looked at the trap. "Besides, if they're idiotic enough to fall for something like that, don't you think it'd be embarrassing to fight them?"

Danny was actually rather sad about the no-fighting-minipets rule. She actually rather liked fighting.

She completely forgot about it as Shehk turned into a ... a ... doggyyyyyyyy!!!! Danny was absolutely giddy and she ran over to pet Shehk (at least she waited until Shehk was done digging). Danny didn't even mind that she was covered in dirt, because all she could think about was how cute this undead snarling puppy was. Absolutely precious.

"Shehk you're such a cute puppyyyy!" she squealed. Danny still hadn't figured out that most canine student didn't like being called puppy. After this, Danny vowed that she would go on a mission to collect all of the canine students. Like pokemon.

The hole Shehk had dug was another matter completely. Still petting Shehk behind the ears, she added, "What's that for?" She said it with her signature moronic smile, absolutely placid.

"I didn't mean me fighting them, I meant making them fight each other." Harrison settled deeper in the grass.

And that was when the staple-face catgirl turned into a dog.

He was spared a look of complete shock by Danny, again coming to his rescue with an identifier and an excited squeal. RIght. Halloween. Weird and getting weirder. Girls with cat- no, dog ears, turning into dogs. Completely normal. Like in Twilight.

That happened in Twilight, didn't it?

"Good uh, digging. There." he said.

Now all that was left was waiting. He spared another look at Shehk.

Secretly he hoped Danny would turn into a real Charizard.

Waiting for the idiotic mini to fall in the hole was the plan.

So he waited. His own ears were tuned attentively to the area where his trap was. They weren't dog ears, but the trap wasn't far off. For a while, it was hard to distinguish the rustling of grass from wind to the rustling due to...due to....was that the pattering of paws?

It was something, any way. Then there was a distinctive crunching, and then a clatter, something being dropped- the box...?

Harrison pushed himself to his feet, rushing over to check his trap. Carefully, he lifted the sprung box, wary not to get bitten by whatever was lurking underneath. At this point, he wouldn't be surprised if his makeshift trap itself bit him.



....Okay that, he was surprised at. He held up the bottle, examining it. It was a bright, friendly pink, and smelled vaguely like a bakery.

"Did one of you guys put this here?"

"Maybe somebody...left them here?"

Seeing as how Shehk got one too, either he was being pranked or...or what? Or something out there had felt sorry for them, put bottles under their traps, and left. Maybe a benefactor from one of the log cabins. ...Whatever they were, drinks or...frankly they looked more like a magic potion than a soda bottle.

And his potion was pink. He admired it.

He wasn't too interested in drinking it. He got out his phone, saying aloud, "I'm going to take a a picture," and wrestled with it before snapping a picture of the bottle. He sent Clarice a short picture message,

Clarice

does h want this?

Then put away his phone and propped the box up again. The trap hadn't been trashed, so it was still reusable. He went back to settle beside Shehk and wait again. His mission was also to see what students had to say about minis (that's what Roch had called them), in addition to the whole bringing back samples thing, so he thought he might do a little of that while they waited.

"So," he said, "...Do you have a type that's your favorite?"

Luckily for Shehk's fur and pride, Roch's call had immediately distracted her. She scooted over to him on all fours and then plopped herself down next to him, eyes focused on his eyephone. Some fancy guitarist was picking some fancy song, but it wasn't really Danny's idea of a fun song. He was skilled, that much Danny could acknowledge, but it just wasn't entertaining to her.

"Meh," was all she offered up to Roch. She nabbed the eyephone out of his hands and started searching for another artist.

Before Roch could even have time to get mad at her (he inevitably still would), Danny's own trap began stirring. It made small, twitching movements, and the cardboard rustled softly on the grass. That meant something was in her trap right? Danny beamed rather proudly. She had caught something all by herself. Well sort of all by herself.

Danny crawled over to her box and lifted the lid all at once. What was inside it confused her to no end though.



A tiny teal egg bounced around inside. Were eggs even supposed to bounce? Danny tilted her head, wondering if she should put the box back so it didn't get away. It didn't seem able to bounce very far though, so Danny figured it was okay. With a sour sort of expression, she said, "Uhhh ... I caught an egg you guys."

Corri-something, wolves. Skinwalker sounded...creepy. This girl had dated a mini? Was that...normal? Although looking at her he wasn't sure what the difference between her and a mini was. He'd have to ask HQ, even though Clarice had said the same thing. Minis were...lesser, somehow. Even if the student looked like a dog, she was a Greater Dog. Maybe the ability to talk was the difference. He looked up at Danny and Roch, who were both hauling over objects that...definitely weren't bottles.

"Will that egg...be okay? Don't fry it."

The 'goat' qualified as their first real catch, and Harrison gawped at it in fascination. The first minipet he had ever seen. It had glowing eyes and looked...more like a cat with horns than a goat. Goats were evil, he remembered. Connected to satanism somehow. This one was lacking in demonic symbols, though. It bleated. He mentally confirmed his suspicions about speech.

"Don't know, never had a goat." Harrison said to Roch.

This was already turning out to be a lot to remember! He should have brought something to take notes with. He eyed both catches with envy. They were minis, at least, all he had was a pink bottle. But he was already settled to wait for his second trap to spring.