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In the chaos that erupted from Shop Class, Amrita lost track of Charlie. That was okay, though! Amrita was a vetala of her word, and the moment class was over she scampered out and waited outside, looking at every single one in turn until she spotted the boil she was looking for. Then the nerves came in; she'd been a horrible special friend! Not really telling him what was going on, sitting with him in two classes and still didn't take the time to explain before now....yes, a terrible, TERRIBLE friend. He seemed so hesitant to her in both classes too! What if...he didn't want to be her friend anymore?!

OH JACK NO THAT CAN'T HAPPEN ;A;

"CHARLIE!" She cried out suddenly, before the Demon could get too far away from her.

Charlie had his hands tucked in its pants pockets, best he could, and was strolling down the hall whistling. Or trying to. If anyone questioned his whistling skills it was likely they'd get a very whiny explanation to why his way of whistling was far superior to theirs. He only stopped when he heard the most beautiful voice in the world, Amritas. Charlie turned expecting to see his little Amrita only to find that it wasn't.

"A-amrita.." He sounded slightly disappointed. Charlie was still having a hard time believing that this Amrita was the real thing. He sighed and kicked his feet.

"...What you want bro?"

Charlie's words struck hard, and Amrita looked...actually very hurt. Shoulders lifted, head lowered, eyes moved to the side, one backwards hand curled into the fabric of the other sleeve...the whole kicked puppy routine, and it wasn't an act. Oh Jack, he really didn't want to be her friend anymore...

"J-just I...w-wanted to...to..." She stammered out, her voice getting quieter and quieter. An odd sort of blush fit onto her cheeks, and the ghoul bit down on her lower lip. "Um...n-never mind. I'm sorry I b-bothered you..." Amrita shook her head, turning to walk away from him instead of talking to him like she wanted to.

It didn't matter if this was Amrita or not. Charlie could feel her sadness and it made him sad to.

"H-hey!" He called out to the taller version of Amrita. "Hey wait a minute will ya? I... I don't know if your really Amrita or not but... don't be sad... please?" The demon chased after the taller ghoul and tugged on her coat some. "Please. Im sorry. I just... please dont be sad.. Please? Here you can have this loli?"

The demon pulled out a loli pop from his jacket. It was covered in lint and hair.

"I was just foolin. Honest... Uhh.. I ..." He didn't know what else to do or say. Charlie was confused.

Amrita did stop when asked, but she didn't turn around right away. The taller ghoul was still slouched with hurt, both arms wrapped across her stomach. She didn't expect it to hurt this much, and even then she had no idea why it hurt at all...Charlie was Charlie, and she was still Amrita, even with the new body. There really shouldn't have been anything to feel this bad over, but as she turned to look as the offered lint-covered lollipop, she chalked the feelings up to losing a friend...while under the influence of a fully functioning brain. Maybe the other one was too rotten to let her feel this terrible! Hopefully.

"I...I really a-am Amrita! I promise I am!" She insisted with an unhappy whimper, lifting a hand to wipe at an eye, despite the lack of tears. "J-just in a n-new body, th-thats all!"

Body switching? Charlie raised a brow.

"What?" The demon gave the undead ghoul a raised brow, "How?" Amrita had his full attention now. Still he was a little skeptical to really believe that this was Amrita. He still ... but oh god she was sad.

"One moment," Wings flapped and before anything else could be said, Amirta got head butted by the demon whom in turn held his forehead and withered in pain on the ground. A gleam of red leaked through his hands.

"FFFFOOOOWWW!!!!!! " The demon cried for a moment. It had been one heck of a head butt. "O-okay. I think you are.. Hard head... I think..." The demon sat up, one hand still to his fore head. Charlie had plenty of expierence with knocks to the head but that had been one head butt he'd probably not forget. Like the first. "You really are..." Charlie repeated and this time it really started to sink in.

"W-well, um...I'm a V-Vetal---AAAOOOWWWWWW!" Before she realized what was going on, she felt something smash against her head, which really sent both of them to the ground. Both hands held the spot where Charlie had headbutted (or headsmashed, in her opinion) her, feeling the throb of pain cut through her usually pain-deprived senses.

"WHATTHEJACKWAS---" Wait, did he just say that she was hard head? How did that ma----OH. The day they met, she'd walked into him; it'd been a while since he called her that, she'd almost forgotten. Still, the way he talked to her earlier...

"...Y-you believe me now, right?" There was an obvious hesitation to her voice as she sat there, staring at him under the hands that held her head.

Charlie was still holding his forehead but the demon managed to nod.

"Yeah. I can't think of anyone else in the world who has a hard head like THAT. You check out." The demon winced a bit. "I don't want you to be sad Amrita. I dont want you to be sad. I don't ever want you to be sad," The demon continued to repeat him self over and over again. It seemed to be the only thing he could think to say.

And then he got up and wrapped his arms around her.

"Please be happy again okay? Im sorry. Im so sorry I didn't know. I m sorry..." Charlies voice was weakened with his own despair. All these complicated emotions were running through him and the demon hadn't the slightest idea to make of them. He hurt because she hurt. Worst yet, Charlie had been the cause.

She had to giggle at his logic. "M-my head is not hard!" She protested meekly like she used to, though she was pretty sure her head was fairly hard this time around. Then again, how many other skulls were this thick? Also...how many people did he headbutt to know the difference?! Oh, Charlie.

The hug surprised her; she didn't even have a chance to get to her feet yet, and yet there he was, wrapping his arms around her! She wasn't sure what to do, but out of everything she figured hugging back would be the best idea and so she did, letting go of her aching head to do so. The tone of his voice hurt almost as much as his earlier attitude, and she started patting his hair like Lizzy did to her when she was upset.

"No, no, I'm sorry, I-I didn't...I s-should have told you before..." Ohhh guilt, she was no stranger to you. It was heavy on her heart with Charlie though; the Demon had been nothing but nice to her (if not very, very loud), and...she didn't tell him something that important.

"M-my kind we...we possess bodies, yanno? Um d-dead ones, though, so...y-yeah. My other body w-was getting too small so..." 'This one was built' was left unsaid, since she was pretty sure she said it already.

Charlie logic was no logic at all. In the grand scheme of things, Charlie had a very child like way of looking at world. Most of his thinking patterns were pretty backwards if not random.

"No... You didn't have to tell me," Charlie frowned at her, "I should have believed you. I'm your special friend but I wasn't a very good one and thought you were lying." He looked away. Ashamed.

"W-wait what? Possess bodies? Are you a demon Amrita?" Charlie had heard about demons using vessels before. He was a demon after all and every demon knew that. The thought of a ghost or another being having that ability as well was a little crazy to Charlie. Sure, he'd not been a snobby demon and shunned friendship of a ghost or other beings but he hadn't ever taken the time to learn about them. Or really taken the time to learn about most things in general.

Charlies hand found its way to the the top of Amritas head. He was in search of horns.

"Still..." She insisted with a little pout, only to lose it entirely when he asked her about being a demon. "Wh-what?! No! I'm..." Her words died on her lips when his hand went on her head, patting for something that wasn't there. A surprised blink later and she was laughing, shaking her head. "I'm not a demon, Charlie! No horns, no claws, see?" She raised her hands, showing that she definitely did not have the telling claws of a Demon, just like she didn't have the horns either.

Charlie gave her another once over and frowned. She was right. Maybe it was the pure demon blood in him that made him wish he'd been right for once. Or maybe it was the fact that Charlie just liked being right that made him frown. But this was not a sad frown, it was a typical Charlie emote frown.

"Thats okay," He nodded. "I have no claws either. See hands!" He showed Amrita two normal human esc hands by quickly rolling up his sleeves.

"Im kinda glad I dont have claws. I don't know how Tahki walks with those feet of hers.."

.............

"YOU HAVE HANDS?!" Amrita cried out in complete surprise, staring slack jawed at the rather Reaper-like digits the Demon possessed. She'd never seen his hands before! She always just assumed he had hooks or something! Or some prosthetic of SOMETHING! But. Hands! She grabbed one with both of hers, inspecting it and the wrist it was attached to. No stitches?! Hrm.

"...I'm sure Tahki's used to it! She's had them her whole life." The ghoul nodded, releasing Charlie's hand and content with knowing they were his and now borrowed.

Charlie grinned at that and nodded like a mad man.

"Why wouldn't I have hands?" He never thought about what other people thought about his hands being constantly covered up. He didn't think much about anything to be fair though. He just went with the flow. Usually that was the easiest way of going about things.

".. Yeah I suppose. HEY what would you do if I didn't have hands?" He wasn't letting that topic go just yet.

"I dunno, so it's a good thing you do?" Amrita shrugged, not really sure what the issue was either. His question startled her, but she looked honestly thoughtful, still sitting on the floor with the boil who had only moments ago completely upset her. Her brow furrowed and her full lips puckered to one side (hee hee this would never get old, having lips!) as she pondered it over; once she had it, she dove a fist into her open palm.

"I'd build you some!" She chimed in, pointing at the class they had just left. "With robots! You'd have like, I don't know, robot fighting hands! With like, razors or smashy things!" She then proceeded to mime the fake karate moves she'd seen somewhere before.

Charlie was impressed by Amritas solution. He gave her a whoooooah sound effect too. It was true, he was sad still but it wasn't a bitter harsh sadness. It was just a matter of fact deal with it type. But Amrita was helping him feel better. Specially since it had been him to get her all upset.

To say the least, Amrita only got his smiles and approval. The complicated feelings he was feeling right now were a little beyond him but he chose to ignore them for now.

"Amrita. Your a good friend. I'm sorry." His head lowered.

"It...It's okay." The ghoul pat his pink head again, leaning in again for another hug. "And I'm sorry I didn't tell you before..." Well, before she changed. Leaning away from the hug she headbutted him once, much less hard than when he'd done it to her. "Are you okay, though? I gotta head to class..." Too much time on the floor, too little time making it to her next class.

Charlie had to hold his forehead after the head butt. Amritas head sure was hard! But it made him very happy to know she still had it in her to head butt.

"Alright. I think I'm going to stay here," He gave her a smile and waved good bye, "See ya later~"