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Sweets, be still! Chasing her wet candy corn treat around the bathroom was a regular thing when it came to baths. The treat always seemed to have more energy after it was wet, attempting to shake away excess water and lay down on all thing soft. Levi realized this after finding her pillow soaked one time. Now, she either bathed her minis during the day bright and early or late at night before bed, keeping the bathroom door closed to avoid runaways. Popcorn was relatively sedated by candy, but Sweets was more hyped up than a tatzelwurm on skates.

The yellow brick she'd become a bit more familiar with was laying down on her furry brown bedspread all the way at the other end of the room. Holding a towel, Levi bounced around the tiny bathroom, potentially knocking over the clothes hamper while Sweets chittered away excitedly. AHA! Pouncing at the mini when it landed on the soft piles of clothing toppled over the floor, Levi cackled her usual hillbilly cackle. It was fun despite the clean-up that would result from this. With Sweets balled up in the towel within Levi's arms, the ghoul thought it safe enough to open the bathroom door.

That was when she heard it. Aw, geeze... With a quick sigh, she bolted for the device that rang and rang to the anthem of This is Halloween. Gotcha! However, by the time her fingers wrapped around the eye phone, the ringing had stopped.

On the screen was one tiny notification window overlapping her background image of her vines:



West- dangit. Sitting over her cover now, starring at the message till the screen went black, Levi rubbed onto Sweets with the towel, thinking of what to do about this. Do I call back?

West had gotten further into his counting than Levi officially had. The white-haired tatzel made it down to 90 before she redialed. Bite 'tha bullet, ghoul. No sooner than she saw the screen change to tell her there was an outgoing call being made that Levi became unsure of how to answer.

As West punched in the numbers, he'd find his phone begin to ring.

Should she put it to her ear? Or to her mouth? Curling one ear down, Levi opted for speech, hoping the earpiece of the eyephone would be high enough for her ear to catch West's voice on the other side.

His voice actually eased her up. The volume was fine, she could hear him fine and the voice- it was just West. There wasn't really anything different about it when she heard him. Despite the situation, she was just receiving a phone call from West.

Aye. What'cha doin', West? I know how to pick up the phone, see? Levi was casual in tone as if it were nothing at all for her to use an eyephone. What can I do fer'ya? She continued to hold and rub at the damp towel-rolled-treat, listening in.

Oh. Well, the tatzel ghoul wondered, then why would you be calling me?! There had to be a resin he was calling, right? Why would West call for no particular reason? Just to talk? Was this something boil friends just did? So many sudden questions flew in and flew out immediately when the wrath demon then asked her a question. Uh, nothin' but tha' norm n'less...

The maul. He has asked rather abruptly as if in a hurry. Then again, West always had a rather speedy tone; was it any different right now? Or was she just hearing him differently? Well- ... ... ... sure. There was a pause. Payin' me back, are ya?

It was indeed around prom time; the flyers were around. As she'd hoped he'd do, West was going to go with her for buying a prom dress. He'd destroyed her last one, so it was indeed a matter of payback. Now, however, it was a little more than just that. She and West were going to the maul together. They would be going out together; as a couple. They were going out together as a couple in public.

Oh Jack. The grip she had on Sweets loosened, causing the treat to wrestle out of its confinement and fly over towards the kitchen. AYE! BEHAVE, YEW!

Levi couldn't help but laugh over the phone when West took her hollering as a message pertaining to him rather than Sweet. kekeke~ Nah, Sweets dun gone scurryin' 'round tha' kitchen, dangit. In the background, a continuous chirping could be heard with a very soft growl- coming from Levi.

No. NO. DON'TCHA'DO IT! DON- hisssss~ As her sigh faded through her slight hissing, Levi continued on. Shook all over tha'place. Gotta go wipe things down but... c'mon over whenever, boil. I'm ready fer ya. She waited on edge to hear if he'd hang up first or how they were to end the call. Should she just hang up now? He did say he'd come by, but not when. The ghoul reasoned that it was best to wait. Even if there was an overactive treat rubbing up against the warm stove top in the kitchen.

It was true that Levi got scraped up and damaged articles of clothing in fights- but her dorm and living space had always been kept neat and tidy. Such was a teaching from back home that the ghoul took to rather easily. It made good sense to keep clean the place where you called home.

Levi would spend at least three of those minutes talking into the phone until the tone came on. The next 5 minutes she spent wiping down the kitchen and grabbing onto Sweets, settling it back in the towel, before diving for her cowboil boots at the front door and making her way over to the steps by her bed to wriggle into them. Luckily, the country ghoul was up early enough to already have on her attire for a regular old day: orange tank top and jean shorts. Her routine of watering and tending to the vines was done and now all that was left was to remember to bring that yellow brick of an eyephone with her. Popcorn was drying off in it's urn and Sweets had fallen asleep almost instantaneously now that it was somewhat dryer.

Her last boot was just about on when she heard West. Glancing up, a toothy smile erupted, followed by an active tail swaying. She wasn't the least bit surprised that he'd come right in. Goodmornin'. Been 'while since ya came 'ere this early. Pulling on either side of the one boot till her heel slid in comfortably, Levi rolled her foot around before arising from her stoop and walking towards West. Did'ja eat? Wanna drink 're somethin'? Or we just gonna head-on out?


.. ya'll ready fer some dress shoppin'? Oh, Levi definitely was; the suspiciously peppy tone to her voice for this question certainly showed just how ready she was.

The tatzel counted off things she needed to bring with her. Phone? Check. Some silver seeds just in case? Check. That was about it.

Levi tilted her head, placing her folded hands at her back, when West began to laugh in a rather hearty fashion. Oh~ somebody's sure in'a mood taday. Levi liked this deep sort of sound coming from West. It wasn't difficult for her to tell that he too was likely just as eager to get going on this... trip together. No, not due to the fact that they were shopping for dresses; at least Levi was pretty sure that wasn't the case. Her smile remained wild and smug when West moved in closer but not close enough, in her opinion.

The act of going to the maul together, or trips in general, sometimes had implications, according to the ghoulie whispers of her peers in the halls and bathrooms. It meant the tatzel was going out and being seen in a public space with West on purpose with his preferred company; a date. The more she thought carefully over it, the more Levi wanted to move in even closer to prod, jab or generally touch the boil. As of late, small gestures of touch seemed to play a large part of her interactions with her boilfriend.

At the least, Levi greeted him properly for a moment, her tail quickly snaking behind him to curl around his tail be fore quickly retreating stealthily as she responded. They got lot'sa food in that thar market? Clothing mixed with the sales of food; sounded like a pretty typical farmer's market like back home. Right now, Levi's vision of the maul was stalls of goods lined up within a big building. Somewhere in that vision was wagons and a shoveling gnome cleaning up after the skeleponies. Following West out the door, Levi gave her minis a quick order before clicking the door shut, but not locked. Popcorn, yer in'charge! Behave ya'll.

A skip forward and the ghoul was back at West's side, bouncing down the steps as if it were a race to see who could exit the building faster. Eager? She was, yes; just a smudge eager to see the maul she'd heard so much about. Lookin' fer anythin' yerself? Or ya'll really just comin' fer me? Was he always ready with wears at his dorm for any old occasion?