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Hel was capable of some pretty crazy antics. This one was no exception. The valkyrie didn’t really have a concept of privacy after all, especially after some psychopomp oh so rudely ruined hers by scaling the building (okay she was kind of impressed at that part) and coming into her room through her window. Then he tossed her into the tub.

So when she happened to trail after Mac, who she just happened to catch sight of on campus, go into the little boil’s restroom in the school, Hel didn’t think twice about going in after him. Thus, as Mac was trying to do his business, he’d find a valkyrie leaning against the wall next to the urinal with her arms crossed, looking down and less than impressed as he tried to do his thing.

“Jacking A, Mac. Ya want me to toss a fruit loop down there so that you aim better?”

“Ya know, I think I might have a Death-Saver in my pocket you could use as a tar—“The reaper startled as Mac suddenly started to yell. Hey, she never caught Mac by surprise before! A sly smirk spread on her face now, oh so proud of herself for catching the reaper off of his game. She also didn’t move. Haha.

“Mmmmmm NOPE!” Hel replied. The look on her face said it all. Pay back. “Hurry up and finish shaking that thing around like a dancing scarecrow on all Hollow’s night! I am commandeering you for the day, you delightful scoundrel, you.”

“Nope. Not going away.” Hel replied, and this time stared at Mac’s face while he finished up. Hey, she had a bit of decency. “Mmm that is fine. We can stay here. It does not matter.” The ghoul then snorted. “Oh Mac, you are so naïve! Why ask when I can take? Just like how I did right now.” As the reaper started to head over to the sinks, Hel pushed off of the wall and trailed after him, appearing in the mirror behind him as he washed his hands, and even then she scrutinized his actions. “Oh thank jack you wash your hands. I would be very concerned if you did not.”

The ghoul smirked, which Mac could see in the mirror. “No, I do not think. I know you are.”

Hel paused, raising a brow at Mac before she scowled. Really Mac, really? “Do not flatter yourself. You wish.” She sneered back, though it twisted into a smirk. Well, she was feeling pretty confident…until Mac turned around and wiped his wet hands on his face.

Ever see a Hel spazz before? It was about to happen.

The ghoul went rigid as his hands were on her face, and then she convulsed. “OH MY JACK!” She shrieked. “I can not believe you just TOUCHED ME after your hands were on your THING not even three minutes ago!” Washed or not. It still drove her up the wall. The ghoul made a disgusted face and convulsed once more as she tried to shove the reaper back away from her. “Uuuuugh!” She stumbled away from him, rubbing her face vigorously with her sleeve. “Somewhere!” She spat. “Uuuuuuuuuuugh…”

“You might as well have rubbed your thi—“ She cursed. “All over me you sick bas—“ She cursed more, absolutely scowling as Mac roared with laughter.

“You are GROSS!” Hel stomped her foot, and then surged forward to shove the reaper again, right into a wall was her goal. “I can not believe you!” Hel stomped her way over to the door and kicked it open, stomping out and scowling the entire way. “Let us go, you Jack damn asshat!”

“How am I the kinky one!?” Hel cried, outraged. “You are the one touching me all grossly!” She reached to shove him again. “I will tell Mot that you are gross and touching me with your filthy hands!” The ghoul couldn’t help but blush a bit though as Mac pointed out that Mot was vanilla. It was true. Boil nearly had a heart attack a lot of things still.

The valkyrie stomped on ahead in a angry silence for a while, leading them away from the Academy. After stomping out her anger (for now), the ghoul’s pace slowed until it matched Mac’s, and she walked along side him. “…So.” She started. “…I think I understand now.” Hel informed, glancing up at him. “…Why you broke up with Lizzy around the time we were at the batting cages.”

“And you were the one who climbed into my window which is on the third floor to toss me into a tub and then strip me.” Who was really the worse one here, Mac? Hel felt justified in stalking him into the boil’s room.

“Ya.” The reaper replied, her arms idly swinging back and forth as they walked. “You felt like you were bad for her, right? That maybe if you were not together, she would be better off?” Was Hel a mind reader? No, unfortunately. “I am feeling that way now.” She paused. “…Er…except not for Lizzy, obviously.”

Hel opened her mouth to say something but then closed it. Oh…oh Mac almost had her. Almost. “I will say, in my defense, that there was no enjoyment in watching you mishandle that thing, alright? Then you touched my face with your filthy hands.” Hel was going to be upset about that for a long time apparently.

The ghoul perked up though, as Mac said she was right. Heh. She had tried so hard to get that out of him back at the batting cages, and it came to her clear as day as of late. She looked up at the reaper, and nodded her head a bit. “Heh…sound advice there. Duly noted.” The reaper hummed a bit before answering. “We fight a lot, and not the good kind of fighting. It is all me.” Of that she was convinced. She puffed out her cheeks, reaching up to rub the back of her neck, and then released a breath she had been holding loudly and shrugged her shoulders. “I just think sometimes…maybe it would be better for him if I was not…you know…” She frowned. “…Maybe this is me just thinking all about me again…” Hel kicked out a pebbled on the path in frustration.