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Keeping close to Bul, she unknowing held his arm, hoping the lights would return soon. She didn't mind the dark, but after the whole island issue, she would prefer to see everything in front of her. Relaxing some as she watched the performance, her gaze followed the puppet as it danced around on the strings.

Once that was done and over with, the lights switched back on, letting her ease up completely when everything came into view again. "What..was that?" It was..interesting all right, but..weird as well. She wasn't sure how to describe it. "I have no idea, but I have a sneaking suspicion that it might." Just what was it they all had planned for the night? She thought it just to be dancing, but..their little show had her thinking otherwise.

"Maybe? I'm not sure. Other than Scarentine, this is the only other dance I've taken part in." It was possible their would be games, and what 'Oogie boogie' implied, it sure seemed like it.

Finally! Fiiiinally! Junko had woken up that morning and gone straight to the auditorium to help with decorating, fanning back and forth between set-up and the kitchen for last minute offerings. Like the candy coated brains she'd promised for Riley; it'd been kind of (Okay, a lot) gross to do but she'd made a promise and damnit! She was going to keep it! Her dress was finished, Seiji's ensemble for the night was finished, her minipets were fed and attended to and everything was perfect. Even She wasn't complaining much as strange as that may seem. In fact She had helped act as extra arms for Junko when the ghoul needed it, though She couldn't exactly carry incredibly heavy things. There was one problem...she'd lost track of time and nearly been late to meet Seiji for the date he'd promised. A nice dinner before they went to the prom, one for just the two of them. It'd been so long since they'd gone on an actual date-date that she was not going to mess this up. She dressed, even put on a bit of very light makeup, and put up some of her hair into an ornate braided up-do. Only some of her hair was put up, the rest of it was left to move freely and naturally as long as She promised to behave Herself tonight. Under no circumstances was She to attack anyone.

Okay...there was obviously one reason she was allowed, but Junko didn't worry about that. It couldn't possibly happen tonight. Not for prom.

And so, though she had missed a grand spectacle of a performance, Junko and Seiji finally arrived. Junko was hanging onto his arm, hair wriggling with excitement as she looked all around. Sure, she'd seen it earlier in the day but now there were students here to see it as well outside of the prom committee! "Eeeeeeeeee! Seijiiiiii~!" Junko squealed, bouncing on her toes and looking up at him with a bright smile. She was so excited! Dancing and music and food and friends and ooooh! So much fun! She saw everyone she knew! Well, almost everyone but still! So many of her beloved friends! She didn't even mind that Mei was here! "Ohohoh? Can we go dance? Please, please? I've been practicing!" Well, sort of. Dancing in your room when no one's watching probably doesn't really count.

It hadn't been easy but Charlie had managed to carry Amrita all the way to prom. He had to pick her up right? Thats what all the other boils were doing with their dates. Charlie wanted Amrita to have the best treatment of all the ghouls because she was HIS special friend and no one elses.

No it hadn't been easy but Charlie had been determined and that was the driving force in his carrying of his date. And now they were here and he could set Amrita back on her feet.

Huff huff huff

The demon panted some but that was short lived when he actually got a good look at what the students had DONE for prom. Charlie couldn't help him self he had to touch one of the brightly colored decorations on the wall.

"AMRITA! THIS ROOMS GLOWY!!!" He informed Amrita of the obvious. "Heeeeeeeeeey wonder if we can take some decorations home for later and make OUR rooms look like this?" He rubbed his chin and inspected the decorations. Surely they wouldn't mind after clean up? Charlie would be sure not to ask so that no one could say no after prom. No one would mind right?

But that thought was short lived.

"OH YEAH THE OTHERS!! Lets go find them and see what they dressed up as!" Charlie had originally wanted to wear a batman mask, swim trunks, and rain boots. Mac hadn't let that train wreck happen though and for the greater good helped Charlie get ready for Prom.

Riley made her way down the steps to return to the main floor, but before she had gotten very far she heard several quiet, mumbling voices coming over the loud speaker. It was quiet enough that the music from the DJ Booth drowned it out for the general populace, but Riley was walking right past the speakers that had been broadcasting the show.

And what she was hearing put her on edge for Barth's safety.

Be careful. She emitted straight into Barth's mind. Don't get infected with intercourse moss and die. Also turn off your mic, don't just take it off.

Satisfied that her warning would suffice, she moved off stage, setting the spare microphone that she hadn't even bothered to turn on back to the DJ Booth. She gave Cady a wink, and moved on to finally join her friends.

The only problem was, the room had gotten quite full - and the pulsing lights were making it hard for her night vision to keep itself adjusted. Riley was flying a little blind, in a room like this.

Malodore had arrived along with Riley, though it had remained quietly to one side as the room filled and the festivities began. The spectacle was quite a sight, however, and it felt a surge of pride not only at the work Riley had put into it, but at the skill of Christof's puppetry. They had all done well.

When Riley descended from the stage, it quickly moved over to her, putting one hand on her arm. "That was marvelous," it said, opening its beak in a smile. "An excellent start to the evening, I am sure."

Riley hadn't realized Malodore was near until she felt the hand on her arm. Her own hand quickly dropped atop it, feeling the familiarity and instantly relaxing in ease.

Thank you, my love. Riley murmured, though her voice sounded a touch wary. It seems we might have a slight problem, however. I, ah, should have tested the blacklight system before agreeing that it was a good idea. Her irises were pulsing with light, as though they were trying to focus, and refocus, over and over. It wasn't. It's very difficult to see right now - not impossible, just difficult.

Her hand rose to her head, rubbing her temple with two fingers.

And I can tell that it is going to give me a headache.

Finally, Christof had climbed down from the top of the stage after carefully parking his puppet for later, adjusting his hodgepodge of a jacket and hat before scanning the crowds for Shehk. He swallowed thickly, lips pursed. He hoped people had enjoyed the act, he and Barth had spent countless hours- trying to get Barth to agree to help him with the lyrics. Most of the time had been tooth-pulling. The actual production had only taken about fifteen minutes to script, but corralling the sloth was like herding cannoncats.

And then there had been the rehearsals.

And the actual construction of everything.

Undead didn't NEED sleep, strictly, but Christof's Parts, while hearty, often forgot they weren't like a weak human's. He and Barth were both sporting matching rings under their eyes from lack of sleep.

He wobbled, catching sight of Riley through the crowds and perking up as he hurried towards her, removing his fedora politely to twist it between his hands.

Mistress! Mistress we did it and I didn't set fire to the stage like I had theorized! Which is good!

Hasuko walked along the winding path outside and muttered to herself. "You can do this, you can do this, there's no reason to be scared." The purple and orange lights bordering the walkway glowed dimly in the evening twilight, beautiful and inviting, but the kappa was too focused on her own inner mantra to really notice.

Then it was time. Hasuko stood off to the side, looking apprehensively at the large brown double doors leading into the auditorium. She could hear music, mostly the deep rumbling of the bass beats, vaguely emanating from the doors, becoming louder as students entered and exited the auditorium.

Hasuko fiddled with her dress' long sleeves, nervously smoothing the pink patterned fabric out. "You can do this." she said quietly to herself. "Go out, meet new people, and have fun. Be social." She took a deep breath and then walked through the doors without giving herself further time to think about it.

The music was almost deafening and the strobing lights were definitely disorientating. Hasuko faltered, eyes darting about behind her glasses. There was a large puppet capering about on the stage and all around her were students she didn't know. But that was the point, wasn't it? She was new to Amityville and what better way to meet students than to go to social events such as this?

But she needed a moment to gather her wits, she told herself. And so Hasuko scurried to stand awkwardly next to a large potted plant along the wall. Being a wallflower was fine for now.