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Riley hissed at the interloper who tried to take Christof's parts away, but in the end she simply couldn't fight her own fear, and she backed away when Calder lunged for the parts. He was able to take them from her easily, and she whimpered, curling up around the pumpkin and Malodore in her nest of toilet paper.

It didn’t matter that there was no music or that he really didn’t dance. West barely noticed the glitter bombs or the sparkling roaches or the leg-humping cthulhu. He had Levi.

She was very close. Very. Close.

"Y'are. Sweet," he breathed as they faced each other. "N'fact, I think I lo…"

West blinked, his eyes staying shut for slightly longer than they should have. The moment seemed to drag on, pink sparkles glittering behind his eyelids. A part of his mind stirred from where it had been lying dormant for the past week, buried under a heap of hearts and hugs and happy smiles.

What are you doing?

This new-old voice in his head was firm. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't seem to ignore it.

"I, um..." He loosened his grip; his smile faded; he stepped back, arms dropping to his sides. West felt very cold. "I've gotta go..." He jerked his thumb back over his shoulder in a gesture that could have meant anything from I have to pee to give me five minutes then meet me behind Breck's shed so no one will know that we're doing something illicit together, wink wink. He turned to glance uncomfortably at the door. "Wait 'ere."

He had to get out of this place. He was very confused. The knowledge that something was horribly wrong was still obscured by a cloud of beautiful pink sparkles, but the mood had been broken. No matter how hard he fought, he couldn't get it back. He wasn't sure if he should try. He needed to be alone.

The wrath demon turned from Levi and hurried out of the party without a backward glance.

Enzo fully endorsed this re-homing*, considering the flying little cthulu thing had been the last straw on his punchly druggedness and in a fit, ripped the remaining sparkling roaches from his skin with a wild yell, "WHAT IS ALL THIS SHENANIGANS??" Clearly it was Bea's fault, as she was the closest person and the most convenient. "GO FIND MY HAT, WOMAN!"


* footnote:

And as Bili sat back from her laptop in the darkness, she nodded her head in blessing for this union.

So mote it be.
8D
Desu-chan had gained her new BFF sparkle-kun and he would stay close her her heart forever. And get totally blinged out later. And also get a really goot rotten apple treat later.

Sparkle-kun only would get the best.

There was a Kettil absent from the floor as he got up and lurched as quickly as he could out of the party.

Something was following him he just knew it.

Also. Pee. He needed to. Nothing would stop him.

Calder's ears went up as Riley looked as if she was about to start something, and then back away. What was with her? Still, the way she cowerd made the powerful-feeling Calder smile at her, savoring her expression. It was such a rare sight that he dedicated it to memory.

Taking the limbs he reclaimed, he went to Christof who was tottering about and looking like a very poor abstract painting. "You'll all types of not right, aren't you?" He set the limbs down, and then started to tear off the limbs from his body that were in all the wrong places. Calder knew how Christof looked like. He saw his friend enough times to memorize what lump went where. He also was getting pretty good as sewing due to his friend's habit of getting into messes like this.

"You really need to take better care of yourself. We'll all be sewing experts if you keep this up." He started to sew, adding this limb here and this one there, and adjusting a few things. "There. Should hold you over till tonight. Now stop fetching things for Riley and go off to find Amrita. This is your Scarentine's, too." He smacked his friend's behind. "Go get her." And then walked back off to take his pumpkin from Barth.

Desu-chan totally scored.

Isra had done hte best he could.

And then Calder had done the best he could.

And Christof could do nothing but whine and wobble in the saddest, most confused and violated way he could muster before very ungracefully flinging himself over the mattress and out of the bathroom.

He gave up. It was time to find Amrita and dance some love into her.

He was still missing an arm and an leg but he trusted Mistress to give them back to him at some point.

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Enzo, meanwhile, refrained from slapping the insolent female and instead got red-faced and stamped a foot, "It's the damn pimpin' one with the big feather!" Don't make him powder his hand.