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 Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 9:30 pm
Danny knocked hesitantly on Moure's dorm. Then she yelled. "MOURE OPEN THE DOOR IT'S COLD." Classy Danny.
It's true though, she was cold. She was used to a land constantly on fire, so she hadn't yet adjusted to the Amityville climate. Danny shivered and rubbed her arms mindlessly. She looked at the suitcase she had brought, and the crudely wrapped present that sat near the door. The suitcase was filled with all sorts of goodies, but the present?
Well that was a surprise.
Danny knocked on the door again. It was pretty late in the undead dorms- did he fall asleep? Did undead even fall asleep? Danny wasn't sure. Well Moure had a bed in his room, so they must sleep. She nodded like she had just solved the world's greatest mystery.
Okay Danny was done being polite. THWACKTWHACKTHWACKKKK. She pounded on the door and shouted, "MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOURE" Probably waking up quite a few undead (because they definitely slept).
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 9:43 pm
Moure had been sitting at his desk, looking over some things, when he heard the first knock. Then, the shouting. Yeahhh, that was Danny at the door alright. Only she would think it was cold out.
The Runner scrambled from his seat, looking around the room. It wasn't so bad, actually, but the patchwork grabbed a few things that were sitting out and tossed them into their correct places, and other things like that. Straightening his room up. The usual stuff.
While he was still finishing cleaning, he heard the POUNDING. Ergh, it wasn't completely spotless but it would have to do for now.
Moure moved over to the door, opening it to look at Danny, then at a present, and then at the...suitcase.
And then it all clicked. "OH, oh you're here for the sleepover, right?" He asked, throwing the door open wide and moving back to his desk area so she could come in. "Come in, come in...just make sure not to light anything on fire, alright?" Sensible request, all things considered. Looking at the stuff she'd brought, Moure asked, "Do you need any help?"
Moure nodded at Gibralter, who was sitting on the bed, and the boogeymon jumped over to him settling on the Runner's shoulder. Gibralter would put up with this Invader... for now at least. It's apparently what his Master wanted, after all.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 10:13 pm
Danny smiled with approval when Moure opened the door. At least he wasn't gone. This would be incredibly awkward without Moure. She playfully smacked his arm with a greeting punch and said, "Of course I'm here for the sleepover!" Now Danny was a pampered demon ghoul, and she was used to being waited on. "Sure! Grab that present over there- but don't open it- and I'll get the big suitcase," she smiled and gestured to each of the items.
As she was walking in, Danny began saying, "Oh don't worry about the fire. I got some witchy ghoul to jinx it, so it doesn't light things on fire!" She waved her tail all over Moure's various furniture and said, "See!"
Smiling, she grabbed the big suitcase and carried it in. For any normal citizen of halloween, this might actually be difficult, but for Danny it was no sweat. She set the suitcase daintily on the bed and sat on it. Clapping her hands, she exclaimed, "Okay only one thing at a time! Which do you want first?" Danny looked at Moure with expectant eyes.
She honestly hoped he would pick the present- it was such a great idea. Danny was ecstatic with her choice and couldn't wait to see Moure's surprised face. But, she told herself, I have to let him choose! She nodded and continued looking at Moure.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 10:30 pm
Moure nodded as Danny moved her suitcase into his room and onto the bed. After he was out of the doorway, he gingerly picked up the present and brought it inside, setting it on an unoccupied spot of ground by Danny's foot. That done, he sat again in his desk chair.
He was about to tell her "DON'T LIGHT SOMETHING ON FIRE, PLEASE NO" as she ran her tail across some of his stuff...but it didn't catch fire, so his words died in his throat before he could say them. He gave out a breath of relief and said, "That's really quite handy, actually. Now I don't have to worry about that." He gave her a grin and a slight nod, then listened as she began to speak again.
"One thing at a time...?" What, were they surprises? Moure looked over at the options, which he assumed was the suitcase and the actual present. What could be in them?
Shoot, don't tell him she'd actually brought him pillows and things like that. Moure hadn't really thought she was so serious about that when they'd talked before Prom.
Finally, Moure gave a slight shrug and said, "I...I suppose I'll go with the present first..." This could not be good. Why would she wrap something seperately?
Gibralter stared at the box. And stared. He knew something. He KNEW there was something in there...
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 11:22 pm
Danny flopped onto Moure's bed and rolled around a bit. "Moure I'm so excited! This is going to be the best sleepover I've ever had!" Not to mention the only one. Danny was never invited to normal sleepovers. She was never girly enough for them, and any time girls got near her they mostly talked about her older brother, Oersted.
Moure's smile was actually really pleasant. She hadn't seen it since they had played Scario Kart. She smiled and reached out her hand, pulling Moure down onto the bed with her. She sat up and pulled the present closer. "Alright Moure! Open it up!" The colorfully, ... creatively wrapped present was tossed onto Moure's lap.
It was definitely ... making noise. Something was skittering around on the inside, anyways. Little mews ... barks ... it was just sort of a squeaking noise could be heard from inside.
Danny smiled with true happiness wide eyes. She had handpicked this one out herself, and she truly though it was the best pet ever for Moure.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 11:35 pm
"I hope it is." Moure didn't really get what was so special about a sleepover, (living with room-mates had kind of ruined the special aspect of having someone sleep in the same room as yourself for the Patchwork, after all.) but he hoped it lived up to Danny's expectations anyway.
Moure moved as Danny pulled on him, taking a seat next to her on the edge of the bed. "You sure?" As the package was tossed onto his lap, Moure looked at it, his face kind of making a concerned expression at the box.
It was...making noises.
A lot of noises.
Enough noises that Gibralter was staring at it as if there was something ALIVE in it.
Wait.
Moure looked from the box to Danny, then the box again. She was giving him...a minipet? A MINIPET?
Wait. Could it breathe? Now on a whole new level of concerned, Moure quickly started opening the wrapped present, finally making it to the box's surface. Carefully, he popped the box open, waiting for something to pop out...
Good luck dealing with whatever Danny decided to give you, Moure.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 11:42 pm
 kaPOOF
"Well! Do you like it!" Danny said with an overly ecstatic face. Of course he would like it. Dumb question.
As soon as Danny spoke, the little stray realized there was a second person in the room and went insane again. It yipped its way across the bed to Danny and started yipping and tail wagging at her. She giggled, but pointed back to Moure, whom the poof promptly returned to.
"He's a little uhm ... slow ... but ... so am I! So it's okay!" She was so happy about her choice. She had spent hours sifting through the minipet pound looking at boring pet after boring cannon cat, until she spotted the little poof. Moure was obviously going to love this.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 12:15 am
Moure stared as a little poof of a minipet sat in the box. His expression was one of some shock. Then, the little creature had bounded out of the box and started licking him and generally deciding to be adorable.
Moure's expression softened, and Danny would be able to see one on his face that he didn't often have on. It was gentle, tender care as he watched the little poof. Moure didn't have moments of such calm bliss often...
In fact, Danny probably saw a face that he'd probably only ever made once, maybe twice, before.
As the poof bounded back into Moure's lap, Moure looked at him with a joyous smile, giving him a gentle pet across the back. It seemed the poof liked him. Moure looked up at Danny, a genuine smile, a smile Danny probably had never seen before, on his face. Then he looked at the puffball and asked quietly, as if he didn't want to startle the poof, "Are you sure...? I can have him?"
At her question of if he liked it, Moure gave a nod and said, "I love him already." And it was a true statement. Moure looked over to Danny an asked, "Does he have a name?"
Gibralter jumped down onto the bed, sniffing at the new creature. It seemed like this critter was going to be Moure's...meaning Gibralter had to accept him as part of the family. And more importantly, he had to protect the little poof. The reptilian-furred-creature scratched the poof behind an ear, giving it a look that was to be understood as, "I'll protect you, don't worry, my young friend."
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 4:08 pm
Danny watched quietly as Moure bonded with the stray. He was so ... peaceful looking. No it wasn't quite peaceful. It was ... it was glowy feeling. Yup, glowy feeling, Danny thought with a nod to herself. Unfortunately for the fire ghoul, she didn't realize that this was a very special look that was seldom given to others. She just sat and smiled like a derp while the little dog yipped around the bed, chasing a tail it would never reach.
Danny liked it when Moure smiled. He looked so grumpy all the time. Even though he said he wasn't, some part of Danny knew he must've been lonely in the dorm.
"Of course you can have him stupid!" she giggled. The little foxfire then yip yip yipped its way over to Danny, before returning to Moure and finally settling in his lap. The poor little thing had tired itself out with excitement, and was now adorably curled up in Moure's lap, beginning to fall asleep. It's little eyes blinked slower and slower, until eventually they were closed.
Uh oh. A name? Danny hadn't thought of one, and she never saw one on his cage in the pound. "Hmmm name name name ... he doesn't have one! You should name it Danny. It's obviously the best name in the whole world ever ever." Wow Danny, way to put some thought into that one.
Gibralter seemed relatively happy with this new installment. Thinking it was some sort of invitation for friendship, Danny reached her hand out to pet the little minimon too. Bad touch Danny, bad touch.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 12:11 am
Moure watched the stray poof chasing around it's own tail before looking back over at his friend. She'd given him something so adorable and amazing, a loving little creature, for the sole reason of making him happy. With that thought, the Runner realized that Danny probably would never realize exactly how much and how deep getting the little puffball meant to him. Gifts were a rare thing back home, living pets even more so.
Probably since getting a living gift meant that gift could be used as leverage against you someday.
Moure shook out of his thoughts a little as she spoke, offering her another smile and chuckling a bit. "Just making sure." Then, the little poof settled on Moure's lap. The Runner watched as the stray curled up, then tentatively gave it a gentle pet. His expression was tender again as he looked at the cute little thing. He felt it's soon-to-be-sleeping form breathe, giving it a few final pets before looking back up at Danny.
At her naming suggestion, Moure gave a quite laugh (He didn't want to wake the pup again, after all) and said, "But if I name him Danny, what happens if I call for him and you're nearby? You might think I'm talking to you." It sounded like a very solid point on Moure's end, actually.
Gibralter watched as the Invader reached over and looked as if she was goung to try to pet him?! Gibralter began to snarl, but the sound died as he remembered how his Master seemed to enjoy this ghoul's company, and how she had brought the new creature to his Runner. The boogeymon nudged his head into the offered hand grumpily, then sat down by his Master's side.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2011 1:15 am
Oh no, Danny hadn't thought about that. "Hmmm. I dunno about that. What about ... Skippy. Ooh ooh! What about Fluffykins!!" she said excitedly. Danny really thought these names were great. "Maybe name it 'Moure Two'!" she said with a giggle. Okay, that one was a joke.
Oh jack oh jack oh jack! Danny was so excited! The boogeymon was being all nice!! Maybe he would purr. She stroked him lovingly in hopes that the little boogeymon would let out even an inkling of love for her. Or two inklings. Or a whole splotch! Oh gosh she just wanted to pet it forever.
When she looked back over at Moure, she realized just how much he loved the fluff. Well, how could he not! It was adorable! Danny didn't get that it was a special present- she just thought he'd like it so much because it was adorable.
Abruptly she remembered the other goodies she had. "Oh! Oh but that's not all! Wait til you see all the other stuff!!!" She reached over to the suitcase and pulled it towards her, sliding it softly along the bed. she unhooked one of the latches and said mischievously, "Well unless you don't waaaaant it of course~" She said it solemnly, but her eyes betrayed her playfulness.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 10:48 am
At her name suggestions, Moure seemed to think about them. "Skippy...Fluffykins...Heh, Moure Two isn't going to happen, just so you know." He gave a laugh, then thought about it for a moment more. "If you want, how about naming him...Straye?" It was an...interesting name, but it fit, right? Well, Danny would probably get the final call on what the name would be. (After all, it had been her's in the first place.)
Moure noticed that Gibralter was being...nice, for once. (Okay, that was a slight exaggeration. Gibralter was a nice creature, just not to people he thought were...a threat. Which was most people, apparently.) Well, that was strange. He gave Gibralter and approving look then gave the boogeymon a pet. "I'm so proud you're being nice, Ralt."
The boogeymon gave a sort of huffy, yet oddly proud, look back at his Master, then allowed the Invader to continue petting him. Fine, fine. If it appeased them both, he would accept her. For now, anyway...
Moure gave the sleeping poof a soft pet, noticing Danny looking at him. She probably wouldn't realize it meant so much to him, but that was alright.
Moure looked up at her, a somewhat concerned and perplexed expression on his face. Other stuff? Meaning there was MORE? He looked warily at the suitcase, then gave a mock-sigh and said, "Alright, if you say so. Open it up. You'll make me accept it anyway, after all." He gave a slight laugh, eyebrows raised and waiting for her to act.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 4:34 pm
Danny thought for a moment. "Straye sounds nice." It was a bit simple, but if Moure liked it, then so did she.
"Yooooou bet I well!" she said to Moure with a playful giggle. Danny retracted her hand from the boogeymon and opened each of the latches, making the suitcase go flying open. In a stereotypical Halloween way, a bunch of bats came flying out, and then swarmed into the hall. "Uh ... oops!" she said and shrugged innocently. How did those get in there anyways?
Danny shook her head and continued. "Okay! First thing's first. Pillows!" Danny reached into the bag and pulled out four bright orange pillows with black D's on them. "Uhm ... j-just ignore that part!" she said, flipping them over. Next, she reached into the bag and pulled out a spinny chair. The suitcase seemed to work like Mary Poppin's purse- it was endless. She set the chair on the side of the bed and said, "See! Now you can spin around and work. At the same time." She seriously thought this was the coolest thing in the world.
Reaching in, she continued to pull out a barrage of things. Candies, like chocolate bones and red vines. New thread and needles (patchworks needed those right?). A whole bunch of CD's ranging from classic folk songs like "Sally's song" to more new wave things like the Red Hot Bloody Peppers and Lady Gag-A. "I wasn't really sure what kind of things you'd like so uhm ... I just brought a bunch!"
Soon things were spilling all over Moure's bed. "I wasn't really sure what you'd like, so I just sorta brought everything!" Danny said cheerfully.
There were paintings like the Scream to hang on his walls, and a little chest that played "This is Halloween" to hold his emblems. About a dozen of the candles that Danny's room was littered with (it really wasn't a shame to lose a handful of them).
Different things were now falling off the bed and covering some of the floor. Danny smiled her signature dopey smile and said, "Uhm ... I think that's everything! Oh, and the suitcase is yours to keep too." She grabbed out the few belongings she had actually brought for herself- some pajamas, her toothbrush, etc.- and set them to the side. "So uhm ... what d'you think?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 10:43 pm
Moure gave a nod, caressing the little firefox between his ears. "Straye it is then." Maybe one day Danny would realize just how much the little creature meant to Moure. Well... he wouldn't get his hopes up for that kind of understanding.
Moure tried to be be prepared, tried to convince himself not to be surprised by anything that came out of that suit-case. (It's not like she could fit an army in there, right?)
He failed as soon as the bats came flying out.
The patchwork's jaw hung slightly loose, but then took on the expression known as baffled when Danny simply shrugged off the bat swarm. Was this totally NORMAL for her suit-case to do?
"Pillows? You brought me pillows?" This question then answered itself as Danny pulled out four pillows. Apparently, Danny had indeed brought him pillows. What he wasn't expecting after that was the SPINNY CHAIR. Moure kind of just stared at it with a, "How, how did that even FIT IN THAT SUIT-CASE?" look as she put it down. At her remark of spinning and working, Moure blinked out of his staring and gave her a grin, "Not sure how effective it would be for working, but still extremely awesome none-the-less."
After the pillows and chair came a lot more random and odd things, although they were still welcome gifts. There was a selection of candies to be eaten, first off. Then there was needles and threads, which Moure actually looked rather pleased to be getting. (He DID in fact need needles and threads, so Danny was spot on there.) Next came a lot of CD's, more than Moure ahd ever fathomed owning on his own. he looked from the growing pile to Danny as she spoke, and he gave her a grin. "This is awesome, Danny. I can't believe you'd just give me all this stuff."
And apparently Danny wasn't done yet. Next came a few paintings, some candles, and a little chest (which was kind of amazing since it played a certain song when opened).
And then the demoness finished by giving him the magical, all-holding suitcase too. As she asked what he thought, Moure looked at her with a mixture of joy and astonishment on his face. "Danny, this is AMAZING. You're just going to give me all of this stuff? Are you sure I can have it all? This is a lot to give away..."
In all actuality, in this room there was probably more stuff that Moure now personally owned than he had in the hold other rest of his life.
Gibralter burrowed under a pillow for a moment, checking it's texture and fluffiness before moving over to sit behind Moure and Danny. From there, the little boogeymon, in a very grumbly tone of snort, gave the Invader a little nuzzle to show he appreciated how she watched out for his Master. It was only a little affection, but it was not something that the little reptilian-furred-creature would normally do, so it was better than nothing.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 10:11 pm
Danny didn't get why Moure was so flabberghasted. This wasn't even like ... one fourth what she had gotten for her birthday. These were just daily household things that every denizen of Halloween, needed right? Were candles and needles and paintings really that far fetched for him?
"I wouldn'tve brought it over if it wasn't for giving!" She toussled his hair a bit.
Biting her lip, she decided to tread a bit deeper though, perhaps deeper than she should've gone. She was dense though, so this wasn't exactly new. "How come you seem so surprised? Don't people normally get stuff like this when they go away to school? I mean my parents completely furnished my entire room when I left!" It was true too. Danny had just told them she needed a bed and a bath, and they had wound up giving her a fully furnished dead room, bedroom, kitchen, bath room and walk in closet. They were ... generous like that.
Danny went a little further. "Come to think of it, you haven't told me about your parents. Are they nice? I bet your dad is really tall huh?" Danny could picture that. Moure was sort of tall as is, so his dad would probably be the same right? They say that boils inherit height from the father and ghouls inherit it from the mother.
Nevermind that patchworks didn't really have parents. Danny just sort of assumed that because she had a mother and father, so did everyone else.
Little mother hen Danny was still on the prowl though. She looked at Moure very seriously and said, "If you need anything else you just have to ask okay. You can't go on with just a bed!" Nevermind that she herself had just wanted a bed and a bath.
Danny gasped in excitement as Gibby (newly nicknamed) nuzzled up to her. Oh she just knew it liked her! Not even hesitating, she picked up the little minimon and started squishing it it into a hug. Funny, a lot of boils would be pretty envious of Gibby all squished up against Danny's boobs, but the little minimon was probably going to have the exact opposite reaction...
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