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Jove's tail gave a friendly wag, for a moment he hadn't been sure what Mathias was about to do! The tensing must have been an automatic reaction. The wolpertinger always had to stay on guard, Jove certainly wouldn't be brave enough to attend a dance if their positions were swapped, so he could forgive a little bristling. He really had to figure out a way to help his friend!

The pup paused in his foxfire-petting activities when Mathias grabbed his wrist. That was silly, of course he was going to touch it. Hommy was very cute and adorable, despite being able to chew through a pressed rawhide bone in six seconds flat. When Matty backed off, Jove went and picked up the foxfire as though it were entirely harmless. Which it was. Really.

As Mathias continued, a little frown appeared on Jove's face. His brow furrowed slightly. Ren had said something like that? This was the first time his brother had approached any of his friends (that he knew of) and imposed such a ridiculous restriction. He knew the gryphon was protective and cared for him deeply, but did he not trust Jove to make up his own mind about his friends?

The pup was about to take a step closer to better hear Matty's whispers above the noise of the music and crowds, but then looked at the happy black shadow in his arms with it's little tendrils writhing and eyes blinking and teeth gnashing, and decided it would be wise to set little Hommy down first.

There was a moment where his friend seemed wracked with indecision, and then suddenly he found himself faced with a question he had never expected to hear.

Jove stared for a minute. Then ever so slowly, his head tilted one way. Wait, weren't boilfriends the male half of that frightening 'romance' concept? His head slowly tilted the other way. Could such a thing even exist, that he could be... a boil's... boilfriend? The head tilt reversed itself again. Maybe the inflection was all wrong. What if Matty just meant boil friend, as in two words? But somehow that felt wrong.

Instead of giving a yes or no answer, the little ghost just stared back, looking lost and very, very confused. He was in way over his head on this one!

Zaire had been hanging out for awhile at the event, stag and admiring the decor lazily as he passed through each section there was to see. Having stumbled upon the Scarentines festival by pure mistake on his way into Halloween Town the boil marveled at all the students that had apparently planned to go to with dates and it all made him feel a little out of the loop. The event was curious but he wasn't planning to stay long, considering he didn't celebrate the 'holiday', as it wasn't something his clan took part in.

There was so much pink, so many anatomically incorrect heats it was all making him a little sick, mostly because coupled with the blaring music, the overly bright decorations were giving him a headache. Though he would admit that even with as loud as the music was, it was alright. Exiting the beach area on the call for food, since it was one he learned not to ignore, Zaire made his way towards the food. Making his way out of the gym, he bypassed the picnic areas in favor of gravitating to the actual tables of food.

Upon his approach he had noticed several people by the table but being on a mission he didn't bother to converse. Instead as he came to a pause the boil started to browse the food choices. Spleens in blankets, scream cheese and rat tail? It all looked pretty tasty, so he settled on taking a few of them all. Tail swaying lazily behind him, Zaire picked up and popped five of the smaller finger food items. Cheeks full he turned to glance to the band, chewing eagerly and swallowing before you would think one could really savor the taste. Even after the handful of snacks his stomach growled out loudly for more, obliging it he turned back to pick up one of the larger dessert items. Around the time he shoved it into his mouth is when a voice broke over the music to greet his ears.

Squinting at the lighting towards the ghoul he paused chewing briefly before continuing, taking his time this round and letting the crunching noises of his food drown out most sound. Swallowing finally he offered a simple smile to the ghoul, already forgetting her name but remembering her face from the new years event. "Mm..hi?" The greeting was offered along with a lazy blink and a holding out of a snack, Zaire had only heard part of her words and of what he got he decided not to reply back to. He was in a semi-good mood after all which meant the need to snark back was low. . "Want some?" Glowing blue orbs stared at the ghoul questioningly before turning back to glance around the area, "what are you doing,..." There was a pause as he waited for an insert of her name before continuing, sounding both curious and bored though he held no facial expression, ",any plans?"

It wouldn't hurt him to stick around he figured to himself, though it all depended on her plans. He wasn't going to wander around alone anymore, but if she knew of something exciting to do he would be up for following her around for a little while at least. Waiting for her reply the boil started to sway lazily to the music in the background, his tongue pressing against his teeth inside his mouth to get a piece of food unstuck.

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Scarentine's was for couples. Scarentine's was for couples..Scarentine's was for couples! The thought kept repeating in her head as she stared at her phone. Even if she knew it wasn't a romantic invite, it was still going to be seen as such by others right? Blushing she read over the message again, wondering if Neith was trying to joke by the wording, but really unable to tell.

Lute didn't know what to think anymore, at first she had agreed to tell Neithan about the festival but as they talked she somehow managed to rope herself into going. But that was the problem when saying no just wouldn't happen. On a soft sigh the ghoul flopped on her side on her bed, debating sending a message back that said she was sick and couldn't make it.

It was the guilt however that was getting to her, she couldn't lie to Neithan. He was a nice if intimidating boil, and he hadn't done anything to her really. Well. Aside from causing this inner turmoil and trying to pull her out of comfort zone areas. After at least a good while Lute sent a reply back to the boil, one that took nearly everything she had to get out.


Though it wasn't anything amazing, as soon as she sent it she felt queasy. Could she really handle this? Lute winced and started to pull on her long-sleeved shirt, the one with the extra long arms that covered her entire hand. It was a comfort shirt, one that made her feel like she could hide away in it if need be. Putting a bright red heart-shaped bow into long pink locks was the final touch before she was out her dorm door.

Entering the gym a sigh of relief was given, her heart pounding almost in time to the loud music. Barely keeping back a wrinkle of nose for the noise the little Satyr made her way towards the pool. Getting lost on the way, or rather pinned to the wall in the pool area by other rushing bodies Lute huddled close to the wall unable to see over the crowd to find Neith given her height. On a panicked pant she sent off another message to Neith, a miserable sort of face being made while she did.



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When a vibration hit his leg Spinar paused the dance he had taken up with a random creature. Cutting away from the music the frost demon smirked widely at the message he had received. It was Rosy, lo and behold but he had been expecting as much since they had talked about coming. Of course before he had teased about not coming but given there was nothing better to do, well he was here and enjoying himself as per-normal. Sending a quick text back he headed towards the pool area.



Not long after his text he entered the gym, pausing by the entrance to peer around for Rosy. Spotting her by the water he strutted over, pocketing his phone after taking a quick picture of the ghoul. "Hey you~" The call to the ghoul was given as he got closer, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he admired her outfit choice.

"Your memory is conveniently selective. Because I said no." Amrita grumped, slouching unhappily right up until the Igor took both of their attentions.

"Oh, good, you know each other! I bet you've got lots to catch up on, you know, school and stuff. Hey - I heard Hel graduated, isn't that just great? You two should talk about it!" She practically twirled around behind Christof and tried pushing the massive Igor closer to the Reaper, though she knew full well he didn't talk.

"I'll leave you both to it, then!" Then she took off like a shot to go and find any one of her team mates, leaving the pair of them quite alone.

Rosy turns red eyes towards the direction she heard Spinar, her lips pulling into a smile as she floats enough so she can stand once more. Filling the space between them, she wraps her arms around his neck as she gives him a quick kiss "Hey, for a moment I thought I was gonna have to come find you?" she teases as she pulls away slowly, only to place her hands carefully on his chest.

"I'm glad we talked about coming, this is actually far more wicked then I thought it would be." she glance around for a moment, before she turns her attention back towards him. It was funny, this being the event they attended when they joined the school, and now it was the same event now that they were knobs.

"So did you just want to sit by the water, or did you want to go dance?" she was down for anything at the moment, except the obstacle course. She wanted to stay nice for him this time. Course it also could be because she had plans, maybe after the dance.

If everything went well...

There were few things Mathias ever said that he regretted and wished he could take back right away, but this was most definitely one of those things. The way Jove stared at him, tilting his head from side to side, it was quite obvious quite quickly that he really had no idea what the wolpertinger was talking about. For some reason, while that should have given him relief, instead he felt something like a hallow and empty pit open up inside of his stomach, and it seemed as though his heart was destined to plummet straight from his chest into it. To Jove, he was probably quite the sight, breath suddenly hitching in a chest gone far too tight, eyes wide, face flushed with pink undertones that were only growing darker by the second, his ears, still frosted white from the cold weather of Christmas time, visibly blushing with red as well.

And the worst part of it all was that while he should have been speaking, should have been explaining to Jove that he was wrong to have asked such a silly question, to just forget about it, he found that he couldn't really speak at all, his throat feeling like it had closed off and his mouth much too dry for words.

So instead, he took another step back. It was a horrible situation he had backed himself into, and it was fight or flight time, and as his fighting instincts seemed to be broken for the moment, the only other thing he could think to do was to add more distance between himself and what was now the problem, though in doing so he finally felt his throat and tongue loosen once more.

"Vas...vas most stupid question. Am sorry, Jove. I am apologizing so much. Is not familiar to me this..scarentines day, or the...the..." He had taken another step back, but reached out to grab a hold of the side of the petting zoo, stopping himself while he swallowed. "Feinheiten.And am being confused by everything. But your brother, he vas making it seem like ve might be more then just friends. So I vondered. I vondered if maybe...ve vere....something"

Christof blinked, not quite sure what just happened nor what to make of it, but when both ghouls went running, Hel's challenge finally sank in.

The hunchback's look of confusion suddenly hardened.

Challenge accepted.

He limped after them as quickly as he could manage. He was not opposed to throwing chairs if that's what it would take.

"Food!" Helmut cheered, throwing up her arms to release the confetti of black feathers. "Yes, let's go food!" Foodfoodfood! It was the only thing to make her leave the warmth of his back with any sort of enthusiasm, and when she twirled to face him again she wasted no time in stooping to grab his hand and his wrist.

"Food!" She insisted loudly, trying to pull him to his feet with every ounce of strength in her tiny body. Then she put all her efforts into sniffing out where the food was so she could drag him to it if she had to.