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West turned from where he had been glaring at passing students and nodded at Yaya. He was surprised to see her, but he didn't jump or even look particularly shocked by her presence.

"Where'd you come from?" he said with a small smile. "With all yer bangles n'stuff, I didn't think you could—"

He was still looking at the djinn when Hel spoke, and he continued facing her even as his eyes grew wide and flicked the reaper's way. The rest of him remained stock still. "Did you hear somethin'? I thought I heard a gassy gnome shootin' its mouth off, but I miss a lotta things."

Had he been more subtle, West might have continued pleasantly speaking to the other demon after that, just to keep up the appearance of indifference. Instead, he turned to the valkyrie after all, smirking as he said, "We'll see who misses once things get started. Reapers suck! Non ducko ducko." No, he had no idea what the demon motto meant.

"An' this is what the flyin' eyes'r for!" He grabbed the beholder with the club card in its claws and lobbed it at Hel, snickering as it flapped wildly and missed her by a mile. The other three took that as their cue to circle the track, the one with the heart card the clear winner in their impromptu race.

"Whoever bet, c'mere and get somethin'," he said, reluctantly giving the beholder he threw a piece of FEAR candy to get it to stop squeaking.

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Walking past the demon booth on the way back to her own booth, Sulmanon heard the boil list the winners. Shrugging at the fact that she hadn't won, she picked up a random plushie and dashed back to her booth.
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The grumpy pony just came back from the race, all the running and swimming made him feel so good. Although he still bothered by the ribbon,
he couldn't hide his happiness. The tail wagging boil skipped back to the demon booth. He was still just standing there, not calling creeple to try their games or score for them.

Then -

someone talked to him.

ಠ_ಠ

Jolly and X-massy?

Mellow's mind suddenly popped out a twinkle christmas tree, and worse, it became him with a blink.

The guy didn't think the shortie suffered enough that he made another comment.

ಠ▃ಠ Adorable?!!!

How can he call a mighty little pony cute?! It was not the suitable word to describe him. In addition, why he was taking a photo when he look so funny, without permission????? The tail of the boil stopped wagging, ears were a little drooped.

"......Hello." He replied.

Why he always met people like that?

".....Mellow."

The boil took the handshake and nodded to his question.

Thanks! He's only taking photo for the competitors, not because he's as adorable as a [ insert a cute small minipet here ]. Of course a mighty pony like him won't be mistaken as some cutie （￣ー￣）

".....Sounds interesting." He commented.

"Thanks!" Len chirped. He turned the camera so Mellow could see the screen and flipped through a number of candid snapshots of various students of all races. "Isn't the diversity represented here wonderful? I've met so many types of creeple today! It's just astonishing. Nice to meet you!" he remembered to add.

"Magic," she informed him cryptically, soft smile decidedly impish. Apparently pleased that she'd managed to arrive at her friend's side without him having noticed until she was literally right there.

While Hel's arrival had not drawn the avarice demon's eye, it ha drawn Yaya's. She blinked benignly down at the reaper as she attempted to engage West, full lips pursed in thoughtful amusement, before her attention flicked back to her friend and his look of feigned curiosity, and she had to press a hand over her mouth to stifle the rising giggles.

She gave up trying after West launched a beholder and blurted out something that at the very least sounded like their house motto. Normally she would have corrected him, kindly, but normally they weren't in an inter-school competition with the other houses as competitive rivals.

So she said nothing, and instead held her hands out for the fluttering, squeaking beholder. She'd always been so much better with minis then her magenta haired cohort.

A new ghost.

It was always happy to meet a new friend, unless it was some terrible ghouls who would hurt his pride accidentally or pull his ears/ tail over-affectionately.

"....Maybe you can try make a blog to post all the photo you take? It was quite a good media for promotion and getting popularity....I do like the pictures you took for the competitors.......Nope....I just joined this school for a few weeks..."

To be honest, Mellow loved those photo, and he would like to see more. The mention of scarefari triggered his interest. His ears suddenly perked up. Minipet photos! Even though he didn't like to be mistaken as a minipet, he do love minipets. He would purchase if Len becomes a photographer and had published work later.

"You can become invisible?"

The topic was skipped fast because he already thought of that in mind.

"A blog sounds like a great idea, a good way to get noticed." Len nodded. "Thanks, I think I'll do that. If you give me your scree-mail address I'll send you a link once I've got something set up," he offered.

"Congratulations on your acceptance," he nodded when Mellow told him that he'd only been at the school for a short time. "How are you liking it so far?"

"Um, not yet," he admitted, rubbing at the back of his neck with mild embarrassment. "I can only do transparent still. Haven't learned to go totally invisible. I can float a little," he said, and hovered up a few inches to demonstrate.