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Glen immediately shot up into a straight standing position, eyes wide and a delighted smile that was practically watering.

"Schreechza!"

And with a quick wave of his iCoffin/wand, the creepover supplies righted themseles and proceeded to float, single file, into the Merha Manor.

Glen then quickly hopped out of he SUV trunk and proceeded toward the schreechza delivery car with his handful of coupons and vouchers. He stopped only briefly to look at Kai.

Glen said in a hushed whisper, "'I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell my mom I did that. She doesn't approve of using magic for mundane things."

And Glen hurried over as the delivery boo started unloading a mass of fresh, piping hot schreechza pies.

At the very first instance of possible crashing, Rory had backed away from the scene in an act of self-preservation. Now that order was restored and Glen was using his wand to transport all his goodies inside, Rory made his way back into the group. He disagreed with Glen's mother, though. Glen using his powers to prevent anything from falling on the ground and breaking seemed like a VERY important use of his powers, not trivial at all!

Also distracting from the chaos was the delicious smell of hot screechza, as the Fire Elemental delivery boo talked payment with Glen and several of the guys grabbed boxes and brought them inside poolside to eat.

"Ooh, I smell boofalo wings, don't I?" Rory asked Kai as the two of them carried the piping-hot boxes inside.

"Yeah, and my favorite too - Hawaiian style pizza....I mean, screechza." Kai corrected himself. Rory tilted his head at Kai. "Sorry. Sometimes I'm still getting the hang of monster slang. Hey, Gryff!"

Kai turned to the hippogryff and his gremlin cohort.

"This one on top's marked 'free-trade organic vege-scarian.' Will you eat that? If not, I can always whip up some poi."

Rory was amazed at how Kai treated Gryff like 'just one of the guys.' Everyone else tried to get away from Gryff's whithering glare as he seemed to be more interested in hexting someone about his surroundings than hanging out with the boos.

"Hey." Kai turned back to Rory after getting an answer from Gryff. "I was meaning to ask you. Do you melt when you get wet?"

"Do I whaaaaa?" Rory screwed up one eye and gave Kai an incredulous look. Where did THAT come from? Kai begged off apologetically.

"Sorry! I was just wondering. I mean...Glen does, and he's a witch, and you're a witch too, so I thought...never mind. I didn't mean to offend!"

"No, it's okay, it's just...the melting thing, not every witch melts when they get wet. I can swim just fine. I mean, I wouldn't do it somewhere there was a waterfall or rocks in the water or pointy sand or anything dangerous, but I can swim."

"Oh, gnarly! Sorry about seeming sort of ignorant. I'm actually pretty new to the whole monster thing. So don't mind me if I ask questions."

"'S okay." Rory gave him a grin. A large table, a reasonable distance away from the water, started to groan under the weight of all the food. With a horde of hungry boys drooling over it, who wanted to wait on ceremony?

"Dig in!" Kai told everyone, and the eating commenced.

This was pretty gnarly. Kai couldn't help but grin as all the guys gathered round the table and started snarfing down screechza like it was going out of style. Even Gryff and Lin had showed up, plus a bunch of monsters Kai was barely acquainted with. He knew Rory Bludworth was a distant cousin of Glen's, but not much else, and JD Leeds seemed like a completely chill bro.

His slip-up talking to Rory earlier made Kai acutely aware that he was still a little bit of an outsider to monster culture, though. He wondered if there was a way to use this creepover to get to know the boos here better. Without being all mushy and girly-gossipy, of course. Back in Hawaii, with his normal normie friends, when they had a party they'd hang out on the beach and surf till the sun went down. Then, they'd build a bonfire and tell stories late into the night. But here, with all the distractions that Hexbox, iCoffins and TV had to offer, that sort of tradition didn't seem too likely.

"Pass me a slice of that Hawaiian, would ya, bro?" Kai asked Nero, who was elbow-deep in chowing down himself.

As everyone, Nero included, rushed off for food Ronan simply sighed and followed. He still had to find Dashner.

Thankfully his dorm mate wasn't difficult to locate, failing to barge his way through the other boos to get at the screecha.

"Dashner... " He began, but the boo wasn't listening. "Dashner." He repeated, tapping the boo on the shoulder impatiently.

Lin grabbed for another slice of deep fried screechza goodness when all of a sudden, another set of claws attached itself to the slice Lin had his eyes set on...

"Hey! That's mine!"

"C'mon microbro." Nero reasoned. "Don't be greedy."

"Glen said it was mine!"

"It's for everybody."

"But I want the piece with the brown bubble on it!"

It was a tug of war of epic (!?) proportions when the slice tore ... Nero's elbow hit the ordered desserts, a pie actually ... which sent it flying right at Dashner's head and SPLAT!

Nero looked mortalfied! Lin, however, seemed quite pleased his torn half had the little brown cheese bubble and he dug in!

Much as he'd have rather not been here, the food did smell pretty good and he'd barely eaten all day. His stomach rumbled and he gave up trying to get Dashner's attention and gazed longingly at the assortment of screacha and other greasy foodstuffs.
The smell was enticing. Of course it was nothing on delicious Lutefisk, but was that... anchovies?

Pressing the change of clothes he'd brought into Dashner's hands, he drifted toward the table.

As Ronan helped himself to some of the massive amounts of screechza, Glen drifted over toward him with his own full plate and even fuller mouth.

"Why so glum, chum?" Glen asked between mouthfuls, bite and swallows. He then paused and linked, then placed a greasy, screechza staned hand on Ronan's shoulder and said, "I'm sorry. Was that offensive?"