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There was no help coming for Endy. Not the kind of help she'd prefer, at least. Because coming down the hall, despite how much it probably made anyone who heard her cry, Freya was singing out loud as hard as she could, signifying her impending arrival.

By the time she reached Kettil's door, she started banging on it with her fists, using them as percussion while she sang the musical part of the song.

"DA DA DA DADA DA DA DADADADADA DA DA DA DADA DA DA DADADADADA TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE ONNNNNNNNNNN MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-"

And you thought Kettil was bad news, Endy.

Even though Kettil had picked up her song, as soon as the door opened, Freya had moved on to another song. She was shimmying, and punching her fist in the air, screaming an all new song.

"BAAAAAANG BAAAAAAAANG BAAAAAAANG ON THE DOOR BABY-"

She leapt into Kettil's arms, knocked him right off his feet, and slammed into the floor.

Endy had made the right decision.

"Hallo, crazy." She murmured, kissing him on the nose. Was she talking to Kettil, or himself?

Freya wiggled on the floor, before rolling off of him expertly and getting up to her feet. She looked at the boil on the floor, and then.. totally just let him stay there instead of helping him up.

She skipped over to close the door, before hopping excitedly over to his couch and flopping on it. "I wants teh goes shoppings today! And.. that means.. yeh comes with me!"

She looked so excited about this that she would begin vibrating any momen- oh, there she went.

Freya was completely, utterly, and blissfully clueless. She was so happy that Kettil looked like he wanted to go, that she couldn't possibly conceive of any mischief forthcoming. She just reached out and hugged him around the neck.

"Ohh, I knew yeh was perfects. This is goings teh be teh best day ever. I'll takes yeh teh all my favorite spots! And then, we goes teh gets yeh pajamas, and maybe we goes and looks at beds." She leaned in and whispered. "If they're not looking, yeh can jumps on them at the store." She giggled, scandalized by the idea. But oh, so blissfully happy.

Freya prepared to argue. She even took the breath in that came ready with the subsequent sharp words that would tell Kettil that yes, he had to buy pajamas, because she said so-

But the breath came out in a gust as she thought about exactly why she'd asked him to get pajama pants in the first place, and Freya's argument left her in an unsatisfying huff.

"No." She murmured, distractedly. "I guess.. yeh don't needs them."

Before a blush could pinch her cheeks, she brushed the entire conversation away. "But that just means we will shops for other things for yeh!"

Well now he WANTED to buy pajamas? Was this all she had to do to get him to do stuff? She would remember this. She would remember.

The question made her blink in confusion. "Well. Uh. Now, I guess. I means, that was why I comes over here instead of textings yeh."

Speaking of which.. it was finally time to check her phone again. She pulled it out, and went through the texts she'd gotten. Most of them were from Hel..

...

"When yeh gets a chance. Will yeh texts my sister and tells her that I am eatings? And that I don't has a text plan?"

"Oh, no. Definitely not it. I means, all that is lies and not true, so." She fluttered her eyes innocently at him.

When he got smart about Hel, however, her innocent act failed her, and she all but grabbed him, pulling him down into her lap and then dropping her phone into his. "OH LOOKS, HEL'S NUMBER." She announced, before gnawing on his head with her teeth. She did this for all of three seconds before realizing dreads tasted horrible. She secretly couldn't wait to get those out of his head..

"Every times someone sends me a text, it costs a little bits. If I had a text plans, yeh pays fixed rate for as many as yeh wants. I do not has a text plan!" She huffed, clearly unhappy about it.