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Unlike the weather-attentive ghoul, when Jove left his room he was wearing merely a white, ruffled shirt with his plain trousers. The only sign of dressing for warmth was the pale scarf around his neck, as he wore neither socks or shoes on his feet. He would have dressed up properly had he been going to class, but a trip to the monster dorms to harass his brother never required boots, or anything much for that matter.

As he closed the door to his room, the pup's ears perked as he became aware of the small figure who was heading down the hall in front of him. It looked like... that ghoul he met and fought the Queen with? Victoria.

He hastily pulled the door shut and trotted to catch up with her, his bare feet making no sound on the carpeted floor.

Jove stopped himself a moment before he hit the doors. She... could phase through things? For some reason that was one thing he had never managed to master. Tybalt could do it, but Jove always seemed too solid. It was only times when he was frightened out of his mind that he had phased through things in the past, and never once had he done it on purpose.

After a second to headtilt and ponder, he opened the door with a creak and stepped out into the snow. That was the first time he made a sound, the softest crunch of snow settling under his slight weight. Where was Victoria off to that day?

Jove's tail wagged, so she had just come to play? But it was easy to see her problem. He had seen snow before, so he knew there was fluffy stuff and heavy stuff, but this stuff was hard to make into much of anything. Even someone with body heat would have trouble with mittens on!

But the pup hadn't gotten this far in school for no reason. A gentleman should always rise to the challenge! He scooped some snow up in his hands, and darted back into the dorm. It was warmer there, and once the little flakes started to melt on his cold hands, he balled it up and headed back outside. This would do the trick!

He trotted over to Victoria's side, and offered her the freshly made, albeit small, snowball.

Jove nodded, his tail curling up to touch his lower back. Although the little ghost didn't outwardly smile, his body language and general demeanor spoke of someone quite content. Even when his head tilted at her next question. He seemed quietly amused, was she making a joke because he was in a different form now?

The little boil's tail wagged, and after grabbing another handful of snow he offered Victoria his arm. He was sure once she realized they were taking the snow inside, she would pick up on the trick very quickly.

Jove nodded, playing along. Although he still blushed slightly, even in play it was hard to be called "Sir" without being at least a little embarrassed. For all his pride and posturing there were some things he was terribly modest about.

He held the door open with an invisible arm, and led the small ghoul inside. Now she would see, if they just waited a minute for the heat to soften the snow... He began to pack his own handful quite easily, and held it up so Victoria could see. If they stayed inside too long it would melt completely, but just long enough and they could make snowballs just as well as warm, living students.

That was the moment Jove began to wonder if she really wasn't playing around. Was his change really that noticeable? He had looked at himself in a mirror at times while he had been practicing, but aside from looking more like the rest of the students in age and size, he had still been himself. Same pale skin and dark freckles, same fluffy ears. His face had been less rounded, a little bit more like his brother's, but it had still been him...

The pup's blush came back in full force as he shook his head. No, nothing had happened, this was just how he was. More so than when they had first met, this was the most natural humanoid form for him to take. It was a little embarrassing. Hopefully Victoria wouldn't think less of him for not always being older-looking...

He was relieved when the ghoul's attentions returned to the snowballs, it gave him some extra time for that blush to fade. With a congratulatory tail wag he led her back outside, and set his own snowball down on the ground. Then he began to roll it. He had seen some other students do it this way, once balled up and slightly melted the snow seemed to adhere to itself. The ball got bigger as he rolled it along until the weight of the ball itself worked in his favour.

He glanced back at Victoria, did she need any help?

Jove's tail wagged, nothing crazy or bizarre or dangerous had happened, it had been school as usual. Although perhaps a little boring, with only studying and brushing snow from foxfire feet after walks to keep him occupied. It wasn't something he would admit to, feeling listless and bored when there wasn't anything to fight. School had made him into more of a monster than a gentleman had any right to be.

Fluffy ears turned in her direction, giving the ghoul his full attention as he helped her push the smaller snowball onto the larger one. It wasn't much, but for a pair of little scarelings such as themselves, it was quite nice.

He paused for a minute, giving the snowman a speculative look, and then rummaged around in his pockets until he pulled out some small button mushrooms, and a long string of yarn that had once been attached to a coattail. With a tail wag he fixed the string of yarn in a crude smile on the snowman's face, and then pushed the tops of the button mushrooms into the snow, stems snapped off, gills giving the pair of eyes a sinister, intense look.

He looked at the other two mushrooms in his hand, and offered them to Victoria. He wanted to eat them, but it would be rude not to share. He could eat the stems left over from the mushroom eyes.