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The last assignment from Mr. Rengath's drama class had left the frost demon confounded. Of all the things she could have possibly gotten out of the box, it had to be beans. The ghoul had spent the last couple of days thinking of ways to scare another person with beans, but to no avail. Edel was somehow still convinced that their teacher couldn't possibly have set them an impossible task – there had to be a way to make those beans scary.

Off to the library she went, hoping to find a book which declared that beans were evil and to be feared. A herbology book perhaps. Running her finger down the row of dusty tomes, the ghoul paused that the one titled “Poisonous and Carnivorous Creepers”, deliberating quickly before pulling it out. Dusting off the leather cover, the ghoul quickly found herself a seat and began to read.

The preface mainly credited those sad sods who had given their lives, a limb or more during their research, giving praise for their bravery for discovering what a normal citizen shouldn't. There was also a disclaimer at the end that read : If identified, please do not eat*, the asterisk leading to the footnote below that read : applies to the general populace.

It took an hour or so of frantic flipping before Edel found something she could use. Yes, this could work.

"Eeeeeedel Edel Edel."
The frost demon turned around, her vacant eyes staring at Mort. Oh yes, yes yes yes, he was stuck with the same homework assignment too was he not? Without so much a greeting or even asking him if he had done his homework, the ghoul reached out and grabbed the undead by the grab and shoved the book in front of him.

She looked at him expectantly, then realised that he wasn't getting it. Now she would show him the light. Edel pointed towards a section of the book which read:

Gremino Beans – Do. Not. Eat. Upon ingestion, the beans will multiply in the belly and find their way out through any means possible (most common orifice is the mouth, though others have been recorded depending on the severity). Other side effects may occur, varies from species to species. Contagious only because others may hunger for what has been spewed out by the infected.

Alright, it was a long shot. A REALLY long shot but the frost demon was desperate.

“Y-You think this might work?” It would require quite a bit of acting to pull off, and very convincing acting to scare others. Edel for one was certain she wouldn't be able to pull it off, but Mort might -

Wait. “Y-You've not completed your assignment either have you?”

Ol-j-Man

The monster was sitting at her desk, staring at her latest book, when the phone next to her started to vibrate. It nearly rattled itself off the surface and onto the ground before the ghoul managed to catch it Flipping it open she read the message, cheeks turning red for some reason, and she quickly texted back a reply.



Chuppi did not believe in short-hand for anything because it was a sign that she wasn't paying enough attention. She also had a hard enough time with English as it was and just shortening words gave her a headache - she actually had to think to figure out what Mort had sent to her. None the less she gathered up her homework supplies and a notebook, just in case, before scuttling out from her room and towards the library.

She had never met this 'Edel' before and was a bit nervous, but if Mort was her friend then she couldn't be too bad. . . . right? She didn't have time to rethink her choices though as the chupacabra entered the library, looking around for a specific zomboil. She found him and a lovely looking young woman near a section of books about plants (?), and she hurried over.

"Buenos tardes, mis amigos." Good afternoon my friends.

Mort checked his phone and nodded at the monster's return message. "Iskay. Was big class." After all, it was hard to forget the scramble to scare the invisible person in the chair.

Mortimer clapped his hands when Chuppi came, grinning. "Yay, came quick! You see Miss Edel in class, yes?" Nevermind that the demoness hadn't recognized her. "M-Miss Edel think has found good thing for beans."

“It's a long shot,” Edel explained as she reached over to turn the book for Chuppi to read that extract, “but I think we could pass it off as being inflicted with a dangerous, contagious disease.”

“At least, with the beans,” the ghoul eyed the blood and paint a little enviously.

“Though, just spewing beans might not pass off as scary enough...” the frost demon tapped her chin, pondering, “I guess that's where the others come in.” Ah, maybe this was all just a really bad idea. Edel looked at Mort and Chuppi a little sheepishly, wondering what they would make of that.

Ol-j-man

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Chuppi stood in front of the two, her posture indicating what Mort was fearing would happen. If Edel was thinking this might have been a bad idea, Chuppi was already deciding it would be. Sure they had beans and ideas and that it could all work out, but did they really need her for that? She and her items were just a little fluff then in this case and maybe if she left them with the two they could get things done faster? She certainly wasn't going to be needed after all, and maybe she could just ask the Professor if there was another style of homework she could do.

Perhaps they'd be disappointed though if she left, though Chuppi seriously doubted it. A weakling in a group, even if they had the best supplies, would always drag someone down. Wordlessly she pulled out the blood (some was missing from one vial) and the face paint, holding them out to her companions. "I...well, you can use these. I. . . ."

It was hard to say 'I can do something else', so she waited until they decided to take her items. After they were gone from her hands she'd dismiss herself.

Unfortunately, Edel's very helpful look was replied with a blank stare. Mortimer wasn't very good with things that required a stretch of his imagination or a big leap in logic; or even a small leap in logic, such as this case. Also it didn't help that his mind was still somewhat on food. Was Chuppi hungry too? Maybe they should all go get food after this after all. Beans weren't tasty.

Then he thought he understood the look after the demoness glanced back at the old librarian, at which point the zombie's fingers began fiddling. "Will be i-infected," he said in a low voice, eyes darting towards the possible target. "But . . . D-Don't think Mr. Ringar be impress with old lady scare."

No of course it had nothing to do with the fact that he didn't want to frighten the librarian. Or the fat that she had a nasty-looking stick thingie. What are you talking about.

Also Mort clearly had heard the professor's name wrong.

He stopped twiddling his fingers long enough to take Chuppi's offered items with a nod. "Thanku, could not do without! But think sh-should find new target . . . Know students?" he posed to the two ghouls.

As to Mort's question if they knew someone they could scare, the frost demon had nothing to say for that. She would have suggested Danny, but the flame demon was likely to punch Mort in the face if he succeeded and set him on fire. For the undead boil's sake, they'd best not aggravate the flame demon.

"I guess we'll have to settle for a gnome then..." the ghoul eyed Mort apologetically and pulled a chair out for him to sit. "Would Chuppi like to do the honors?" she asked, referring to the make up. The beans would have to come last.