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 Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 4:23 pm
Danny was beginning to get annoyed, undercut by a twinge of worry. She'd visited Roch's dorm three times now, and every time he wasn't there. She'd called him, knocked on his door, banged on his door, threatened to burn it down- absolutely nothing. This wasn't okay. He promised he wouldn't leave her again. He said.
Sighing, she slid down his door until she was seated on the ground, leaning the side of her head against the wood. The sliding left a rather unpleasant looking little scratch down the door thanks to Danny's curving horns, but Roch could get a gnome to fix it later if he really cared enough.
Reaching in her pocket, she pulled out her skellyphone and fiddled with it, preparing to call him for what seemed like the thirtieth time (knowing Danny's persistence, it probably was). Her eyes caught Monica's name. Monica was nice. She would know where Roch was if he was home, right?
She pressed the button and held the phone to her ear, anxiously waiting to see if anyone would pick up.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 4:45 pm
"Helllooooo!" the undead woman said cheerfully. There was the loud noise of music in the background and she sounded just a little breathless, which seemed strange for someone that technically didn't have to breathe. "How can I help you?"
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 4:47 pm
"Monica!" Danny squealed, hugging the phone closer to her ear like that would actually give Monica a hug. "Are you okay? You sound kinda weird."
The fact that Monica was a pole dancer definitely hadn't made it through Danny's thick skull.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 4:50 pm
"Oh, it's fine, screechie, I'm dancing!" Monica said. "But I just finished, give me a second," she added, motioning for another ghoul to take over (she'd hired one who had a lot of promise!) and headed off the stage to find someplace quieter. "So! How are you? I haven't heard from you since Christmastival!"
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 5:00 pm
Danny responded, "I'm okay ... we visited ... well some things happened." She didn't want to go into the events of the horseman island. "But what about you! Is Vegas doing okay? Does he still have his neat piano thingy?"
Had Danny forgotten about Roch?
... Yup.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 5:17 pm
"Does he--um, screechie, Vegas is a reaper," Monica said, stepping out to the steps that led down into the casino. "He's always got his piano," she finished. "Just like Rochy has his Desiree!" she added, knowing that would make sense to the ghoul. She was such a sweet thing, but, well, she was just a teeny tiny bit... silly, the ditzy pole dancer decided. "So when are you going to come over for dinner? If you call ahead of time I can make sure it's really tasty!"
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 5:25 pm
"Dinner? I can come over for dinner?" she said excitedly. Screw Roch, she'd go hang out with Vegas and Monica! As long as Austin didn't show up ...
Wait wait! This phone call had a purpose! "Oh but Monica- I mean I will come over yeah duh, but- have you seen Roch? I can't find him anywhere in the school ..." Maybe he had gone home for something?
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 5:32 pm
"Oh, well, honey, Roch is going through a rough time right now," Monica said quietly, seriously. "He's been spending most of his time with his deaddie, working on his new bike, see? And he's been a bit... well, you know I love him, but he's been a bit... not Roch-like," she said finally. "But Vegas did say he's starting to feel better! Do you want me to call Austin for you? He's got a better phone than Rochy does!"
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 5:41 pm
Danny's face fell the longer she listened to Monica. "Roch- Roch isn't okay?" she wibbled into the phone. Her best friend was sick and she wasn't even there to help him! SHE WAS THE WORST BEST FRIEND EVER.
"Can you tell me where Austin's house is? Um ... I guess you can call him- I wanna visit Roch!" Worst best friend worst best friend OH GOSH SHE WAS TERRIBLEEEEEEEEE.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 5:46 pm
"Well, why don't you call him and have him give the phone to Roch?" she said simply. "I'm sure he will! But don't worry about Roch, he's not sick! He's just a little.. confused, I think. And he did need to do a lot of work on that bike of his! It was all pieces when he first got it!"
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 5:47 pm
"But I want to seeeeeee him," Danny whined into the phone.
A dainty looking reaper ghoul came out of her dorm and glared at Danny for being so loud, but the fire demoness just stuck out her tongue. She had more important things to deal with.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 6:49 pm
"But he's not in a very good place to go, screechie. And he really should go back to school for a bit, I can't imagine how much he's missed already!" she told her. "So make him go back. Do you need Austin's number?"
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 7:51 pm
Danny frowned quite deeply. She was a spoiled demoness brat used to getting everything at the wave of a bag of seeds. To be told "no you can't" was just out of the question.
"Fine," she grumbled, clearly upset with Monica's response, but not Monica herself, "But you owe me a whole cake for it. With bat wings and everything. Ooh and sprinkles. And if should be on fire. And Roch doesn't get any."
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 8:32 pm
"We'll have a girls day out!" Monica agreed. Then she rattled off Austin's number. "Now I really need to go, screechie, work is calling, but make sure you call more often, okay? I like hearing from Roch's friends!"
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 8:34 pm
Danny was so going to call her every night for the rest of forever and have ghoul talk forever and ever. They were practically bffs already.
For a moment or two she just sat there leaning against Roch's door, avoiding calling Austin with a toddler's resolution. She really didn't want to talk to him, but if it meant talking to Roch ...
She pressed the call button.
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