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There were so many conversations going on that Amrita didn't know which ones to pay attention to. So she waited until it seemed she was being spoke to; that always sounded like the best idea. When Morton went to answer her question, she turned a wide-eyed stare to him, watching him knock on his own head.

"That makes sense." Rita said, unable to resist the little giggle. She was so close to putting in her two cents about the pairing thing when the Reaper stared at her, and then asked her a question. At least...she thought the question was directed at her!

"Umm..." The child like Vetala hummed, reaching up with her free hand (the other still firmly grasping Tahki's under the table; it would remain there until the Gryphon let her go) to pat at her own head. She felt her head, her hair, and the flowers that seemed permanently stuck to her. "I...I don't...um...have...horns...?" Oh no, what if the Reaper wasn't talking to her! Ugh that would be all sorts of embarrassing for herself...

OOC Instructions:

-ONE of the two in these pairs must post their minipet account AFTER this post, where the pumpkingling "baby" will be dropped for the parents to "take care of" (aka grow)
--> So basically either Miliardo OR Ruri could post for their pair to pick up the 'kid', but both can't.
- Remember in Halloween, a lot of creatures are very gender neutral (and some are both or none!), so same 'gender' is really not an issue here for "parents"
- PRPS and rps outside of this class where the "partners" are rping their little pumpkingling together are encouraged and in fact might yield your student a higher grade! This includes bringing it out for a stroll, deciding who will take care of it, and the likes
- When the pumpkingling grows to it's 'last' listed stage, come to me and I'll grant you your prize. However, you can also take some time before you do that to do some RP.
- Don't worry, eventually everybody working in these groups will be able to have this minipet. You won't need to fight TOO HARD, this is just 'who gets it first'.

So people have the time to do some creative stuff for their 'baby rearing', you have until:

November 26th to post ONE of your accounts to get the homework put onto

After that, I will give another time limit for people to finish the homework up in. In the case that someone can't get a hold of their partner in that time, let me know and I'll rearrange pairings if needed.

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Sin wasn't exactly the maternal type, infact she didn't give any thought to someday having a squalling brat of her own. Still in her family females were the caretakers of the little demons...usually. Mostly the males went off and earned the pumpkinseeds and the females spent them, ahh marital bliss. So without even looking at Morton for so much as a second she stood and went to retrieve her 'child' convinced that if a male so much as touched it, it might perish.

She tried not to think about the days to come and what she was going to do with the little...thing. She also tried not to fume at being paired with Morton...a non demon. Still he seemed nice enough and he was friends with Coralie so maybe this wouldn't be wretchedly painful.

Morton arched a brow at Sin, though he couldn't help the slow smirk that spread across his features as he watched her go fetch the pumpkin. He remain perfectly happy at his seat, his head cradled in one hand thanks to the elbow he'd propped up on the table.

So the demoness wanted to take the lead? That was more than fine with him! If anything, the gargoyle looked amused, though he did have the grace to wipe the smile off his face when he turned to pay attention to the teacher (whom was frankly, vaguely horrifying, even if she hadn't done that much to scare them).

He figured he'd have to have a... talk with Sin so they could coordinate the whole thing, because despite everything, he actually did want to pass this class. Still, the vague mirth he felt due to the situation he'd found himself in did not really vanish; it still tinkled in his eyes as he reclined himself back in his seat.

Sin decided to sit next to Morton and wiggled in beside him before carefully tilting forward her eyes a bit narrowed. Her dress was better for showing off things besides 'babies', hardly a matronly outfit, but Sin trusted the boil to behave.
"This is m-our baby." She had wanted to say hers, Sin was an only child and not used to having to share anything, but this was the 'father' of the new charge so she supposed she would have to get used to it.

"You can't touch her though...you might break her." She slowly leaned back cradling the pumpkin...apparently Sin had determined it was a girl...yay! Her reluctance to even let Morton hold the pumpkin was probably thanks to her upbringing. Everyone knew that a succubi had to guard her children lest her mate in a jealous rage tear the child to bits...or so it had gone in Sin's family.

Tahki sat up straighter as the names of the groups were called. Lizzy? She'd heard that name a few times in class but never talked to the girl before. Tahki blinked and looked around for her partner.

Which one was Lizzy again? The gryphon got up from her seat to stand out in the open so her partner might find her. Surely Lizzy would have trouble locating the gryphon with her hidden in such a big group. It only made since to stand out in the open.

(pending on parent profile til me and my partner talk : D )

She smirked a bit at his first comment, no the 'baby' didn't exactly look like them at all, which wasn't exactly a surprise. "well it's not UGLY it just lacks our...flair...I'm sure we could fix that..." She murmured and tilted her head eyeing the pumpkin and trying to decide how to improve it's features...perhaps first she ought to try giving it some features to improve.

"We have to name her, especially if you want to touch her, a name creates a bond, it will make it so you won't want to eat her. Except of course we must also give her a short name so she doesn't have to reveal her TRUE name." Sin's family was apparently of the notion that if a reaper learned your true name they could use it to enslave you, who knew where they got all these crazy ideas from, but they were very strict in following age old traditions.

"Of course it's a her, if it was a HE I couldn't dress it up all pretty or take it shopping when it...grows." Then she gave a little cough realizing she had let her imagination run away with her, how silly to think that a pumpkin was going to grow up like some adorable little ghoul. "Well...it's a her because I want it to be, why have you always wanted a little boil of your own?"

"I'd love to see you try to... give 'her' the flair you so feel she deserves," he leaned forward again, this time to prop his head on a hand as he drummed his free fingers on the surface of the table, "But I'm not sure how aaaah... counter productive that'd be for our project. Are you sure it won't wail or something?" he'd heard what nurse Cricket had said, after all, and didn't feel like discovering if the thing could indeed make his ears bleed, "Also, just so you know,"a smirk spread across his features again, "I did not miss that compliment you just threw my way. I have flair, huh?" it was harmless teasing. As far as he was concerned, if they could withstand the teasing and banter, friendship could be born from this.

A snort followed her next set of words, "Well of course I want to touch her; she's my baby and I'm in my right!" he didn't really sound upset, still maintain that particularly amused tone of voice as he regarded both the pumpkin and the demoness. He'd heard something about demons and how vulnerable they were when someone got a hold of their real names, and the fact she was pretty much thinking along those lines for the pumpkin made him chuckle slightly, "Ahh... how about Mel?" and he took the liberty to lean in forward and whisper the full name into Sin's ear, apparently feeling right at home with doing so, "Melanie," he pulled away and settled back comfortably in his chair, "There's lots of ways to spell it too, so it'd be hard to guess the correct one."

Eying the pumpkin, he allowed both his brows to arch and vanish into his hair, "Uhhh.... I dunno, hon. I don't really think I can tell if it's a girl or a boy just by looking at it. But whatever floats your boat! If you want it to be a girl, that's fine by me - I just we call it... Charleen and then find out it was a Charlie all along," despite his words, he seemed rather amused by the simple notion, "Not really, no, I don't mind either way," he lifted both his hands as if in mock defense, and then eyed her curiously again, grinning so that his teeth could be seen, "And I'm not gonna eat it. Not sure if you've noticed, but... I don't eat things. Not like that. It'd only make a mess," as he said that, he hooked a finger on the front of his jumper and it revealed that beyond his 'throat' there were merely bones.