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 Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 3:07 pm
"Of course! Vanissha Just be sure to keep you're iCoffin on you at all times. Got it?"
"Trust me. The chances of my iCoffin leaving my side, even for a moment are minuscule." Vanissha retorted. She was always up to day with her Ghostly Gossip, as well as having her own Critter account.
"Alright. Hellene you've had the most experience at the Circus, care to lead the way?" Roswell asked.
He followed Hellene and the other's out.
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 2:50 pm
The familiar sound of Goregy's hit single, Boo Moanday, played on Draconia's iCoffin. Considering Goregy was Glen's favorite band, this was his personalized music to let 'his' Drakie know who was sending her a hext.From: Glen da West
Hi Drakie! Are we still on for the boovies with the boos? What'll it be? Action? Adventure?
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 3:45 pm
So much happening at once! Draconia tapped back a message to Glen as they headed out.
To: GDW
We should go see Vampire Majesty 3 before it leaves theatres, there's going to be a VM4 next year you know!
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 5:05 pm
Last night had been miserable. After the scare at the circus, Draconia, Hellene and Roswell had no choice but to disband and go home separate ways, in case anyone decided to follow them. Maybe it wasn't necessary, but they were all spooked by Vanissha's abrupt about-face and it was agreed that splitting up was the best way to keep safe in case Vanissha had ratted them out to...whoever was behind this.
On top of that, Draconia was still nursing sore feelings towards Wyvernia not believing her, not believing that the circus was a danger. She felt very glum that morning as she slipped on her favourite pair of go-go boots and headed downstairs from the flat to the Looking Glass store.
"Well, good morning, Starshine." Wyvernia looked up from her iCoffin and cold serial as Draconia came downstairs. "Feeling better today?"
"No. Worse." Draconia kept her responses clipped. She didn't want to be rude, but it was the truth.
"Yee-owch, okay." Wyvernia rolled her eyes a little bit and picked up her bowl. "At least tell me you're going outside today and not locking yourself in your room with your books like you used to when you were having a pout."
"I am NOT having a-" Draconia let out an exasperated sigh. "I AM going out today. Manny and I are doing doubles with Glen and Chase."
"Oh, high school goremance! How positively adorbs." Wyvernia seemed blissfully unaware of how patronizing that sounded as she brought her bowl into the back. She called out as she headed to the kitchenette. "I'm going to be meeting with Byff today for his pre-interview! It may take a while, so don't wait up for me!"
"Don't worry, I won't." Draconia grumped as she finished her serial. This afternoon couldn't come fast enough. She knew her friends would want to hear what happened last night.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 4:31 pm
Hellene swooped low under the trees, pausing behind each one to make sure she wasn't followed. She didn't think she was, she didn't even know if the circus did that kind of thing, but you couldn't be too careful. The list of monsters who'd run off and joined the circus was growing by the hour and none of them knew how it was done. If they could just figure that out!
Gliding delicately to the roof, Hellene slipped into the Looking Glass through a side window and into the Normie Fiction section. She adjusted the cuffs on her new gloves which she'd purchased just in case they needed to go back to the circus and she didn't want to leave talonprints, and began to make hot chocolate on the hot plate near the comic book nook.
She also pulled a bag of Red Ghoul marshmallows, a pint of Americone Scream scaramel with crushed chocolate covered waffle groans, a package of Ghoul Scout Samoanas, two boxes of extra absorbent tissues and a 5 gallon Tupperscare container in case the tissues didn't work. She stirred the chocolate and thought for a moment before putting a couple pillows in the tupperscare.
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 12:16 pm
The door to the Looking Glass swung open and Draconia carefully shepherded an absolutely miserable looking Glen inside. Always the little green witch was perhaps one of the most cheerful and upbeat students at Monster High, but this evening he was anything but.
Losing one's studly centaur boofriend to the circus would kind of do that to a boo, y'know.
As she noted at the theater, his complexion was no longer its usual healthy green, and he was clearly struggling not to ... you know. `Cause last time he did, he melted himself.
Draconia went about putting on a fresh kettle of tea and turned around to see her little beastie just looking at her.
Bottom lip jetted out and trembling, and those great, big werecub eyes.
"Drakie..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 12:44 pm
Hellene heard the bell on the front door tingle and grabbed both a mug of hot chocolate and her brown-paint filled Screamer Soaker, just in case. Although with both Chase and Nero in the circus, she was beginning to think about upgrading to the Screamer Soaker 4000x, special Skull Shores edition with shoulder strap and water grenades. If Manny joined too all would be lost, but she was pretty sure toreador didn't qualify as a big top act.
She flew to the front of the Looking Glass.
"Oh, Glen!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 12:54 pm
Hellene pulled Glen back into the Comic Book Nook and sat him down on the comfiest chair, discretely nudging the Tupperscare container underneath as she gave him a hug.
"How are you? I mean well no that's a stupid question of course I know how you are but it's the kind of thing to say in this situation and I made hot chocolate," she began, pushing the mug into Glen's hands, "and I brought every kind of Red Ghoul marshmallow, even the limited edition ones they did with HexBox for that SleepyHalo game I know you and Jackson play that are shaped like horses."
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 1:16 pm
Glen held the mug of hot cocoa that Hellene had pressed into his hands and he savored the warmth of the steamy drink in his palms as he rocked back and forth, yammering on as his two best ghoul pals listened, as the best of ghoul friends would always do.
"I don't get it! I mean, we were a cute together. I thought we were cute together."
Glen looked imploringly towards Draconia and Hellene.
"Did you think we looked cute together?"
He didn't even wait for an answer as he quickly continued on, talking almost faster than the ghouls could listen.
"Maybe it's all my fault! Maybe I did something to OFFEND him!"
Dun Dun DUN!
All three kids looked around for the source of the sound effect but hard none and Glen lifted his right wrist and sniffed it, wondering audibly,
"Do I o-ffend? Oh manster! This is all MY fault! I always encouraged him to be daring and go all out and now he's left me to join the OH MY OZ!!!"
Glen shot to his feet as if he had just come to a horrible understanding.
'I'VE BEEN DUMPED!!!"
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 11:30 am
As Glen wailed into his hot chocolate, Draconia pulled Hellene aside.
"This is a complete disaster. You know how Glen falls to pieces when his feelings are hurt!" She glanced over at Glen sniffling. "Soggy pieces."
Hellene nodded sagely. Clearly, any sort of anti-circus operations had to be put on hold until they could help Glen get ahold of himself. And that was an easier-said-than-done proposition. Glen was normally the most cheerful, instensely happy-go-lucky witch a monster could ever meet, but when he got upset, his emotions were just as intense in the other direction.
"Step one: Remove anything that might remind him of Chase." Hellene ticked off the steps on her fingers. Draconia nodded and shoved a cart in front of the Equestrian section of books. Next, she took every single Hextreme sports magazine and shoved them behind copies of Slime magazine or Dreadbook.
"Step two: Culinary confusion." Draconia was on it! Within seconds, the plate next to Glen was heaping with cookies, cake, crackers, and crullers. Anything she could find that was edible, it landed on the plate next to Glen.
Glen sniffed, grabbed a handful of sweets and crammed them into his mouth.
"Step three: Change the subject!" This was Hellene's specialty. She plopped down next to Glen and took a deep breath, preparing what was sure to be a volley of distracting information that would hopefully help salve Glen's wounded, be-dumped soul.
A little breathless, Draconia leaned on the Looking Glass's cash register. It would be closing time soon, and already the store looked as empty as a looted treasure chest. Maybe it would be best if she locked up early....
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 1:13 pm
"I'm baa-aack!" Wyvernia St. George stepped in the front door just as Draconia was considering closing up. She held up her iCoffin with a grin. "Pre-interview with Byff went fangTAStic! I don't think I've ever met someone who was so good at being interviewed in my entire un-life. The actual interview is going to be great. I smell another journalism award for my shelf!"
Wyvernia took off her coat and dropped it into the chair next to Glen. "Oh! You've got your little friends over! How are you all doing?"
"Wyvvie," Draconia tried to explain, gently. "Glen's in a bit of a poor way. You see, he and Chase broke up-"
"Oh, no!" Wyvernia rubbed Glen on the head as she fixed herself a cup of tea. "Teen goremance break-ups are the WORST. You feel like it's the end of the world and nothing's ever going to be the same again, and un-life is over and all of those typical cliches. Well, don't worry."
Wyvernia paused to take a long sip.
"Statistically, most teen couplings don't last past high school anyways. Your One Boo Love is out there somewhere, and when you're both a little more mature, you'll look back on this and laugh."
Draconia gasped and pulled Wyvernia away from Hellene and Glen. The two dragon sisters emerged into the back stockroom and Draconia checked to make sure Glen and Hellene couldn't hear them before turning back to her sister.
"Wyvvie! That's terribly rude to say! Especially when he was JUST dumped! And worse, Chase joined the circus! I told you there was something very wrong there, Wyvernia."
Wyvernia rolled her eyes. "Drake, it's all right. Someone just needs to cut through all this drama a little bit. If it makes Glen mad at me, fine. It will give him something else to focus on. You know, with those rampant teen goremones raging through your system, it seems like everything is such a big deal-"
"It IS a big deal, Wyvernia!" Draconia insited to her sister. "I know you don't think so, but all of our friends running off to join the circus is a BIG deal."
"Oh yeah, about that." Wyvernia scrolled through her iCoffin and showed Draconia a message. "I looked into that ward you stole from the circus. Pretty interesting; looks like it was actually made by a former teacher from Monster High!"
Draconia looked at her sister, confused. "It...what?"
"I checked out my resources on it, and that sort of particular ward was a well-known spell from the school's first Home Ick teacher, Hagetha Mistie. She was fired from the school ages ago for some sort of misconduct. She was exiled to a swamp, it sounds like. No one's heard from her in ages."
"Then...what is one of her wards doing hanging up at the circus?"
"There's probably a perfectly reasonable explanation-" Wyvernia began, but Draconia cut her off.
"Wyvvie! What happened to your reporter's sense! Doesn't any of this raise any alarms in you? I can't believe-" Before their debate could go any further, the bell from the front door rang out.
*ding! ding!*
"Sigh, excuse me." Draconia walked back out to the front to see who had walked into the store.
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 1:49 pm
"Oh, look, dear, it's that nice young dragon who helped us before." Draconia immediately recognized the elderly couple who had asked for the Scarah Palin auto-dieography and had left to get money to pay for it.
Over a week ago.
Goodness, she thought to herself. How long does it take to scare up sixty-eight cents?
"Oh, hello there, dearie child." The old woman squinted over her enormous glasses at Draconia and gave her a yellow-and-green cracked smile. "You're just the one we were looking for."
"I'm so glad you came back!" Draconia gave them a dazzling smile and headed towards the register. True, Glen was having a crisis in the back Comic Corner, but that was no excuse to be rude to ghostomers. Hopefully, she could have them taken care of quickly and go back to ministering Glen's hurt feelings. "I've had your book sitting by the register with a note on it, and I'm sure Luna has left it there, so we can get you rung up and out in a tick."
"Huh?" The old man gaped for a moment. The old woman jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow. "OW! I mean, OH! Right, the book! Yes, well, we'll get to that in, uh, a moment."
"That's right, dearie. You see, we were just so impressed when you helped us by all of those acrobatics you did on the top of the ladder." The old woman looked left and right, noticing that there didn't seem to be any other monsters near the front of the store. She moved in closer to Draconia, who tried very hard not to wrinkle her nose at the old woman's breath.
"A-acrobatics? Blimey, I was holding on for dear unlife up there!" Draconia laughed a bit nervously, embarrassed. "I'm afraid I'm a bit clumsy, and there was a bit of a crosswind, and-"
"Nonsense, dearie, we were simply uhhh-mazed at your grace and style up there! It left a lasting impression on us." The old woman took Draconia lightly by the claw and started leading her to the door.
"And we were wondering if you could step outside for a moment and give us an opinion on something?"
"Gee, I'm actually rather in the middle of helping a friend..." Draconia tried to beg off, trying very hard not to be rude to the two elderly ghostomers as they led her over to the door.
"Nonsense, this will only take a second." The old man wheezed as they pushed her out the door with the ubiquitous *ding! ding!* sound. "It always takes only a second...."
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 2:47 pm
"Draconia?" Wyvernia stepped out from the back stockroom. "You're right, I-Drake?"
Wyvernia looked around. Hellene and Glen were over in the Comic Corner, but Draconia wasn't with them. Wyvernia strolled up to the front of the store, looking for her little sister, but nomonster seemed to be there, either.
"Draconia?" She wasn't in normie fiction, the equestrian section was blocked off for some reason, and there was no one tending the register. Finally, Wyvernia saw a shock of blonde hair blowing in the wind outside.
"Draconia, what are you doing out here?" Wyvernia asked when she opened the door. In the fading light of the setting sun, she thought she saw someone scatter and run down the street. "I want to tell you something."
"I want to tell you something too, Wyvernia...." Draconia replied in a dreamy voice. "It's very important."
"Well, I need to say-" Wyvernia cut herself off. "Wait. I'm sorry. Go ahead, Draconia. What's so important?"
"Goodbye!" Draconia gave her sister a wave and laughed. "Goodbye cruel world! I'm off to join the circus!" With that, Draconia jumped up and fluttered in mid-air as a shocked Wyvernia stammered and tried to think of something to say. The next second, Draconia had done a backflip mid-air and landed in the back of a truck with "CIRQUE SINISTAIRE" painted on it's back bumper. Draconia gave her dumbfounded sister one last wave.
"If you need me, I'll be the ghoul on the flying trapeeeeeeeeeeeeeeezzzeeee-" Was the last thing Wyvernia heard as the truck sped away.
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 5:26 pm
"...and you the latest fashions out of Scaris all indicate that there's going to be a come back for muffs but I'm not sure that they'll hit us in time to be useful because by then it might be spring and there's no point in wearing a muff if it's not super cold out."
"Mmmhpp hmm," Glen replied, muffled behind a wad of tissues the size of his head.
She refilled his cocoa and put another dozen ghoul scout cookies on his plate. She'd long since run out of Samoanas and was on to Grim Mints and Shortdeads.
"Why don't you just wait here a moment and I'll go see what's keeping Draconia with the doors."
She pushed another wad of tissues into Glen's face, hoping they would absorb enough material that it wouldn't get too soggy and leave him in the tupperscare all night.
She looked among the shelves as she fluttered to the front of the store. It was eerily quiet in the Looking Glass this night. Someone had forgotten to wind the big clock over the register and the comforting tick was absent. Hellene folded her arms tightly and tried not to shiver.
"Draconia? Where are you?"
"She's not here," said a voice in the darkness behind her.
"EEP!" Hellene squeaked.
"She's not here,"Wyvernia repeated. Hellene turned and Wyvernia's normally glamorous, animated face was perplexed and a little annoyed.
"Wh-where is she?"
"She said she was going to join the circus. I didn't mean to brush off her problems but she needs to realize it's just high school. It will all be behind her soon enough, now she's throwing a tantrum and said she's off to the circus."
Wyvernia looked annoyed but her voice was concerned.
"Look, you're her friend, can you just go bring her back? This isn't a very funny joke."
Hellene was too shocked to say anything, so she nodded and walked back to Glen. He was going to take this EXTRA hard, losing both Chase and Draconia the same day.
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 5:37 pm
"What is it?" Glen hiccuped through fighting the tears back so as not to melt himself, shoveling another cookie into his mouth.
Hellene had returned, a concerned look on her face. She looked around, but knew she had no other option as Wyvernia, too, walked back into the comic corner to join them.
"Glen, something's happened." Hellene started to say.
"Oh gee, and this night was going so smoothly."
"Draconia's joined the circus!" Hellene blurted out before she could stop herself and before Glen could say anything further.
"W-what?"
Glen looked at Hellene, his eyes widening but unsure if his ears were playing tricks on him. He glanced to Wyvernia who gave him a slight nod, and he looked back to his ghoul pal.
"Drakie's joined the circus?" Glen gaped. My Drakie!?"
Both Hellene and Wyvernia nodded solemnly.
"AHHHHH!!!!" Glen wailed in an utstanding rendition of the classic Ghoulcille Ball wal! Both Hellene and Wyvernia cringed at the ear splitting noise as Glen stood up and held the wad of tissues to his face, wandering blindly down row of books.
"AHHHHHHHH!!!"
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