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A day at the maul was nothing for the demoness; she spent (way too much) time there whenever she found herself not knowing what else to do after all, although this time, she was there alone. Ever since the Student Council election results were announced, she found herself wishing to get away from the school once in a while... Losing twice in a roll was not good for her self confidence, no matter how happy she was for her friends for getting the positions they wanted.

Just... She probably wouldn't be trying out anymore. Twice was enough. It was obviously because she lacked something that she wasn't being picked.

What made her feel worse was the fact that she hated feeling like this; she liked to think of herself as an optimistic person! Sighing, a small shop at the corner of the maul caught her eye - a pet shop! Looking at cute minipets would surely make her feel better, right? With a small smile, she headed in its direction.

The horse boil had few reasons for coming to the maul. More often than not it involved accompanying someone else in order to serve as their personal pack-mule. Thankfully, no one has yet to actually use that label when they refer to him because otherwise, they would have to find someone else to carry their things for them. As helpful as Petro was, he had his pride to consider after all.
Unfortunately for said pride, Petro had to admit defeat in his most recent goal of finding appropriate minipets for the Sisters. He was a land monster first and foremost. While he can swim a fair amount, diving was a different matter altogether and it wasn't something he can easily pick up.
Which was why he was here at the maul. By himself. Staring pensively at the rows of shops, uncertain on where to go or what to do. Until, that is, he spotted a familiar shade of pink! Relieved, the horse boil (sporting his new loincloth, which a certain valkyrie reaper had woven) trotted up to the spider demoness, "Lizzy!"

The palm of her hand was pressed against the glass as she peered in through the window, staring at the most adorable foxfire puppies she had ever seen... Then again, all foxfire puppies were adorable. She was so lost in the sea of fluff that it took her longer than usual to process the fact that someone had just called her name. When she did, however, she turned around, spotting a familiar figure heading in her direction; then again, someone as tall as him was not easy to miss!

"Petro!" She smiled, brightening up as she gave the boil a quick hug (really quick though, due to NOT-SO-SUDDENLY MAN CHEST) when he was within hugging range, "What brings you here today?" She was pretty sure that the boil was not a 'maul' type; his new loincloth went unnoticed for now, since... Well, his eyes are up there.

"Ahhh! I have yet to meet Needle," She nodded, trying to explain why she asked that in the first place, "It's great that she's enrolled now though! I'm sure Lattice must be delighted! Oh?" She blinked, pausing before wondering if they would possibly be identical twins, for Petro to mix them up initially, "Do they look similar?"

While she wanted to stop by all the cages to fuss over the many different minipets in them, it did not take much for her to drop the idea when she saw how Petro headed straight to the aquatic section of the store; he must be pretty determined to find that particular minipet! Looking at the many floresce swimming in the tank, Lizzy couldn't help but drift off into lala land for a bit before her attention once again went back to Petro at the mention of ink.

"Ink? Ah! That makes sense! What sort of a pet with lots of ink though?" She knew about how Lattice could see ink better, so maybe Needle was the same way?

"Y' should meet both of 'em. Apart or together, they're real close with each other. 'M glad both of 'em are Enrolled now," Petro murmured, a hand absently brushing against a series of scars on his back that were once puncture wounds. When he realized what he was doing, he quickly brought his hand back to his side. "Y-yeah, first glance y'd swear there were two'v 'em. But they act different and sound different." Even when both ghouls still spoke in monotone, Tro had learned to distinguish the minute variations between them.

Which was a way to tell how much time he's spent with them, more than anything.

But rather than going further into this topic of conversation, Tro gladly continued on Lizzy's tangent of minipets. "Dunno myself," he frowned, rubbing his chin in thought, "Think any'v of the cephallatos make ink? The only ones I've seen squirt ice cream... and the red ones..." he chuckled, "Don't let 'em squirt into y'r eye. That ain't any fun."

"Ohhh? I'll have to ask Lattice to introduce me then!" She grinned, clearly excited at the prospect of meeting the ghoul she had heard Lattice spoke so fondly of, "Awww, I'm glad!" She remembered how sad and disappointed Petro was after open house, when he realized that he had no way of contacting the sisters; he must be happy to see them both again!

"Into the eye? That sounds... Painful," She frowned, tilting her head as she paused, trying to recall if she had ever seen a minipet squirt ink before. When nothing came up, she smiled sheepishly, "I'm not too sure... Maybe we should ask the shop owner?" If not, they might never find something that might be suitable for both Needle and Lattice.

"Hey man, I don't want any trouble!" The shop assistant hissed, bringing up his hands, palms facing Petro as if to say 'whoa, stop' as he frowned, "I'm not a hundred percent sure, but aquatic minipets are found in water, right? Cephallato-types prefer deep, salt water so you might have more luck searching there..." He then shrugged, "You could also try another pet shop, but we're the biggest in the maul."

Unlike the shop assistant, Lizzy failed to notice Petro's 'intimidating' stance; perhaps she was used to being around the boil, but more often than not, she found him to be comfortable to be with despite the fact that he could be brash at times, "Ah, thanks!" She smiled before looking at Petro as she made her way out, "Are you going to try looking for them yourself?"

Petro clucked his tongue at the shop assistant's reaction and answer, his lips curling in irritation. Was it over how quickly the other halloweener backed down or over how unhelpful he was? "Thanks, I guess," he muttered, quickly turning to follow after Lizzy. He didn't mean to but with the petshop's layout of their tanks and stalls, Tro was forced to shoulder his way past the shop assistant. He muttered a quick apology as he caught up to the pink-haired demoness.

"Y' heard what he said. Theirs' the biggest shop in the maul. Looks like 'm gonna have to find some myself," he half-grinned, rubbing the back of his head in thought. "Deep water, eh? Heh. Was afraid of that. Y' don't got like some sorta underwater breathing webbing, do y'?" he asked the ghoul.

"Brute."

It might be a good thing that they were already out of the shop by then, and the shop assistant soon went back to attending to his other less intimidating and violent costumers. Outside, Lizzy shook her head, pausing at Peto's question, "I'm afraid not... Although there are a number of aquatic students in the school, right? Maybe you can ask them for some help?" She thought that it was a pretty good suggestion on her part.

"Maybe Merope? He - uh, she - is an undead student who might be able to help?" She remembered the then-boil telling her that while he/she was unable to swim in his humanoid form, he/she was more than capable of it in his natural form; then again, he/she might be busy with his/her 'racetrack' project. The only other aquatic student she knew of was... Uh...

"Or Calder," She seemed hesitant as she said that, "He's a kelpie... Uh, I would suggest asking Merope first though, with Calder as a last resort." She didn't have very fond memories of the boil, after all.

"Ohh!" She was actually rather interested and not at all bored of Petro's More people she knew - vaguely or otherwise - on the Bruteball team! She would have to go cheer them on now! Besides, she hadn't really seen Petro this excited over anything before, and it was rather contagious, evident from the grin on her face.

"Ah, no," She shook her head, smiling up at the boil, "I just needed to take a breather from school..." Her smile turned sheepish for a moment, but soon went back to normal, "I think I might head back now though! Are you going back as well?"

The tikbalang gave the spider ghoul an easy smile and an approving nod, "Breathers'r good now and then." Of course, it didn't occur to Petro just what exactly about school Lizzy was taking a breather from. He didn't think Lizzy's loss to Jericho for the position of Treasurer was something that would affect the demon. Then again, the concept of voting for their Student Council was still odd to the horse boil who was used to the Elders deciding things for the Clan.

"Ain't got no other reason to be here. Do y' mind heading back together," he asked while offering her his arm.

"It is indeed good," She smiled, actually grateful that Petro didn't ask her any questions regarding her reason for being at the maul; she wasn't quite ready to talk about it, and a small part of her wanted to just wait it out... That disappointed feeling had to go away after some time, right? It did, the last time this happened... Then again, she had distractions back then.

Giggling softly when he offered his arm, she then took it gratefully, beaming up at the boil, "Sure, why not?" Always a pleasure to spend time with Petro, despite his lack of clothing - although speaking of which, she couldn't help but notice that there was something different about his loincloth.

"I see you changed it," She commented, tilting her head as she gestured at the boil's new apparel; hopefully it wouldn't seem like she was gesturing at something else.