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Muka crunched messily on the first churro and eagerly snatched the second one out of the air. Crumbs shot out around him and dotted his feathery chest. "These are very good!" He absorbed her name and tilted his head to the side. "Are you related to ahh... hrrrmm.. Roch?"

He settled back into his corner he'd found and bent his head to pick the crumbs from himself. "Feel free!" He extended a wing if she wanted feathery comfort. "I am in year 2 but I don't know many people at this party. My ghoulfriend did not come." He giggled. "But parties are for meeting new people!"

"Isn't it?" Freya squealed, leaning in to nuzzle her cheek against Olivia's in thanks for the compliment. She gave Junko a nod and a roll of her eyes - of course it was Kettil! But talking about dresses made her eyes burn with a bright fire.

"Oooooh.. ooh ja.. okays we does this, yeh comes with me shoppings, okays, so I can tries on... ALL THE DRESSES!" Her hands flew up in the air as she screamed it. "And then I tells yeh which are my favorites, and yeh can makes one based off all the things. That means lots of shoppings AND yeh gets teh helps with teh dress!"

This sounded like the perfect idea. Tons of shopping and trying on dresses, and Junko got to work her magic too. She pulled Yaya in and snuggled her, wiggling in happiness. "SHOPPINGS. Shopppingsssssssss." She was more excited about that, than the fact she was engaged...

Yaya's praise had Junko blushing, rubbing at the back of her neck and trying to hide her face. She wouldn't say the best...Yaya was clearly just biased. Clearly. "O-okay." Junko answered Freya with a little smile. She'd never been wedding dress shopping, it could be interesting. She couldn't help but smile more over how excited Freya was about this, the joy was practically contagious. "All the shopping~!" Junko giggled, snuggling up close to Freya. This wasn't so bad, it was just her friends.

Ah! But there was one friend she hadn't been properly introduced to! Junko lifted her head to turn to Olivia and offer her a hand. "I'm Junko by the way. What's your name, little one~?"

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Sibyl heard Gabby call out to her and she peeked through the pillow pile to give the boil a squinty-eyed look. "Maybe..."

Wow, Sibyl.

That's an answer.

"I'm mad at you." It was an odd thing for Sibyl to say. She didn't get mad a lot..or...ever? It was strange for her.

Hearing the rejoice and bubbling emotions in the other two ghouls' voices was a nice confirmation that the object adorning Freya's finger was a good thing. Crisis adverted (there was a sigh of relief) and they wouldn't need to rescue Freya from some terrible fate from wearing such a lovely piece of jewelry. Something that pretty shouldn't be bad anyways.

Olivia listened intently, her head bobbing along to follow the excited conversation about dresses and sewing and making dresses and shopping and all sorts of thing she didn't know that came from getting a simple ring. Weddings, she knew about those but never so much about what went into them.

Part of the attention was thrown her way, along with a very interest nuzzle of her cheek. Olivia blinked confused for a few moments at the gesture, that was something only her pets did. Very odd. But rather nice actually. (Maybe she should try it on someone sometime... Andrew was automatically ruled out). Affection was nice. But oh wait, questions. Names even. Oh, she was remembered, she smiled brightly at that and nodded her head to Yaya, "It's nice to get your name finally. Thank you for healing us."

To Junko, she wiggled a hand from from from her tight squished position and placed it in the older ghoul's, "Olivia," she told her. "Your hair is very nice." It was hard to miss with the length and how almost everywhere it seemed. Actually, they all seemed to have.. long pretty hair, though Junko kind of took the cake.

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beejoux

It was very, very, very hard to remain serious about the situation when Sibyl of all people tried to look mad. Gabby was a stone hearted individual, but that was too much cute for even him. His lips cracked for just a minute, but he forced them back down and took on an expression that looked.. constipated.

"Yeah. I got that. Stop hiding and come over here so I can apologize and you can stop looking like that." He pressed his head against the side of Efflo's, because it was too heavy to keep it up AND force seriousness in the face of that much adorable.

Well that was easy.

Gabby waited until she started crawling closer, before he reached his hand out. And then he waited some more.

...

And then he got impatient and stopped waiting.

"Sibyl, I'm sorry for leaving you at the lake. I don't like losing so I ran away. Now would you please stop hiding and come here. Here." He poked the pillow beside him and Efflo, very hard.

Efflo shied back from the incoming Sibyl attack on Gabby, not wanting to be hit by her flying hands as she wrapped her arms happily around the place where he had just been resting. Not to mention that, though he was very happy that they had made up, he had no desire to have his face so close to someone else nuzzling the dragon. He wasn't sure he'd be able to make his instinct to n** behave.

He sighed thankfully, and leaned back against the pillows, hoping that this meant he was off the hook from getting dragged to things like this. Then the thought of Gabby being dragged to a 'cuddle' party, without him, pushed away any sense of gratitude. Efflo clutched onto Gabby's arm possesively, curling up on the boil's other side. He settled for watching the two of them, not saying anything, thinking it was probably for the best that he keep his mouth shut.