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Zel had made a point of actually dressing half decently today, and by half decently, that meant dress slacks, a good pair of boots and a nice button down shirt that he kept open at about two buttons. The Cornugon flexed his wings and brought them in close to his body, his tail curling close as he entered the Maul. His eyes started to seek out his ghoulfriend automatically as he crossed the threshold, his feet moving of their own accord.

He was actually looking forward to this outing at the maul. He was going to get to see his ghoulfriend model different costumes and he'd help her pick out which ones she was going to take home... Probably buy her a few himself really. Maybe a few for her to keep at his dorm if she wanted to stay over again or... something.

He'd worry about that later.

Spotting her and... was that a... pack of foxfires? He moved toward her, brow raised a bit in question as he made it a point of avoiding the pile o' poufs and sitting next to Amarus, his arm wrapping around her back, he leaned in and kissed her - taking pains to avoid the foxfire in her lap - before smiling.

"Hello luv, who else are we waiting on?" He wasn't sure if she had an actual list of people in mind or if they were waiting for any one person in particular.

His tail slipped behind her and the tip curled around her hip, scooting her a little closer to him as he sat there with her.

Olivia wasn't sure to expect when she got the invitation to go to the Maul with Amarus. Fun in the least, because if she remembered anything from the islands, they had gotten into some great trouble. Shopping also. But, that probably wasn't the best thing to throw the young ghoul into. Especially when she didn't even know the size of the place. How it compared to the mauls back home was a mystery to her; they were small with a few stores and mostly essential items and probably nothing like the one near Amity. Her wallet was probably going to cry.

It didn't stop her, in the least, from going, dressed in her usual attire of drab colored puffy skirt and lolita flair of clothing. Because, if there was anyone else that needed possible new clothes it probably was her; and her lack of sense of fashion. Really, all that was in her closet were pretty much the same thing, over and over, usually only off by a shade or two and perhaps one had bows. Just all the same. All of it, as little as she had.

Olivia arrived at the maul, all ready and set to meet Amarus at the appropriate place until she well... arrived. And stood gaping at the entrance like one of those Scream monsters. It was... gigantic. And there were so many creeple. And it was gigantic! It looked bigger than her whole town.

It was amazing!

She walked through like that, mouth open like there was something wrong with her and her eyes wide and taking it all in. This was like stepping into school for the first time version 2.0. Olivia shared this sentiment when she finally came across the familiar looking Amarus and the slightly familiar looking Zel and the totally not familiar looking Amrita (after turning down the wrong way a few times and staring at the directory a few good minutes). "This place is big."

Then she looked down, "they're so puffy."

This was going to be great, she could already tell.

If there was a rule against bringing minipets to the mall Molan had missed it as well. A lone shion was idly sitting on his shoulder as he walked in the maul, still scanning the text he'd received on his eyePhone. He hadn't particularly been expecting an invitation from Miasma to come, nor had he fully been sure he'd come. Until he found out that the little pet on his shoulder had managed to make an absolute mess of his room by managing to get into the cabinets and raiding it for treats. Which was why it got to come with today. So it couldn't cause more trouble. Thus the creature was dozing away on his shoulder as he wandered through.

As for the text, surprising as it was, he decided to come along after staring a bit he'd finally stated he'd come. He could clear up that bit of a misunderstanding and see about maybe looking at some of the more common outfits people wore. Because apparently he stuck out a bit. Maybe not in a bad way, but perhaps something normal wouldn't hurt. They were apparently going to a clothing store? Perhaps he could find something interesting. If nothing else apparently they were going to be with to help some ghouls with choosing. Not that he was some kind of lady crazy fool, but he certainly didn't mind the thought of helping give opinions though. Even if he wasn't sure who all was coming. All he really knew was that Mia was there and some others. And the general context, so... well it was an adventure in hopefully not being a pack mule. Again.

Nor did he know it came with a 'bring your boilfriends' context. Oh that would be a fun misunderstanding to explain perhaps.

He slowly wandered through the maul, careful to avoid the kiosks this time. He'd learned they were trouble to be near. Apparently he was the slowest to arrive, having gotten lost at least once in the maul as he noticed there were already five of them there.Two ghouls he didn't know, a boil, and... both Miasma and Olivia. The latter was a bit surprising, but he didn't stress over it. A small smile was offered as he noticed the small army of foxfires and a sled.

He wasn't sure he approved of the sled, but his eyes did light up a bit as he saw them, shifting to kneel down to see about petting one. "Oh, aren't they darling." He chimed happily, seeing if one would let him give it a light scratch under the chin before looking to the crowd, offering a small nod to Miasma and Olivia. "Afternoon." Then a quick look to the other three as well. Apparently... they had a crowd.

The Maul. It had to be the worst place.

Jove never enjoyed the heavy crowds, or the loud atmosphere of the maul. As a small boil he always had to weave through the throngs of people, as a canine the smells of cologne and strong soaps sold in shops were an assault on his nose. Neither was an easier thing to manage when he arrived at the maul for his errands, even though instead of a child's form he appeared older, a more composed, more dignified boil of about sixteen.

He wouldn't have come if it weren't for those errands. He needed more snackies for his foxfires, and was completely unable to coerce any friends into making the trip for him. No matter how sternly he ignored those little fluffs in his room, they would all just staaaare, and he understood their body language better than most. He couldn't possibly go another day without snackies. That was his most pressing reason for the maul. If he couldn't take it after picking up the snackies, he would head home.

What the boil didn't anticipate was the scent of foxfire inside the maul itself once he entered the doors. Or seeing Amrita, along with a group of ghouls and one lone boil. Only one other student looked familiar, someone he had met once before. He had been in his natural form back then, but he didn't think Amarus would recognize him looking the way he did now, with all his fine-trimmed coats and ruffles and bows. Little foxfires did not make very inspiring gentlemen, until they dressed up nice.

As he approached he realized where the scent of foxfire was coming from. The group had with them a whole herd of little fluffs. Jove wanted to go meet them, but he did his best to restrain himself, and approach at a calmer pace. Would Amrita recognize him?

Jove's ears perked, and he stopped dead in his tracks as Amrita began to point. Had he not known the ghoul for her kind and gentle nature he might have turned and ran. Instead he let her approach, ears flicking at her lack of words. She seemed as flabbergasted to see him in this form as he had been when she got her new body. When they had met they were about the same height, and now once again they could look each other in the eye.

His tail wagged and he shyly glanced at his feet. He hadn't expected so much praise, and it was a bit of a shock to hear the amazement in her voice. In all honesty the 'growth spurt' had been happening since his first year exams. It took a lot of practice for the little foxfire to take on a larger form, and get used to how the taller body moved. Perhaps Amrita also understood what naturally-growing creatures could take for granted.

The pup gave a shy, bashful glance in the direction of the group. Usually only Ren was that open with praise, and in front of so many strangers... Maybe he could just introduce himself to those foxfires, and forget about his sudden nerves. Ghosts didn't really have nerves, he told himself, but that still didn't make his blushing go away.

Yes, when Amarus had seen Jove it was a long time ago, and he had been a foxfire. His ears now, and his coloration, might stir some slumbering memory inside her but even if it did, she wouldn't be able to place exactly where she had seen him, or when. She was left only with the vague sensation of having seen him before, somewhere. Amarus slipped through their gathering group to go see Jove as Amrita had already made her way to him.

She came by about in time to hear that Amrita 'guessed' it was for fun. "Of course it is for fun, Amrita-- what other motivators have you known me to have? Certainly not academic success," she replied, wrinkling her nose. Her face was mirror-blank again, silver eyes calculating as she looked Jove over. "We have met?" Amarus suggested. "I ask because you seem familiar, but I can't figure it out, not even close."

Amarus paused a moment, thought it over, and nodded to herself as if agreeing that something had to be done. That something was a smile. "If you met me before, I wasn't nearly the same as I am now. But that's how it is every time one leaves for long enough, right? You should come with us, Jove; I promise not to put too many silly things on you."

Amarus bowed slightly, the bells on her head ringing, and clasped her hands in front of her. She excused herself so that they could continue speaking alone if they wanted, and returned to the group she'd slipped out of. On her way back through, she attempted to ruffle Miasma's hair and then pretend it was an accident, cuddle Olivia fiercely for the tiniest of moments and then kiss Zel lightly on the cheek, slipping the fingers of one hand down his other cheek, smiling faintly.

"If nobody knows anyone else on their way, why don't we head over now? We can leave a note!.. someone that is not me can leave a note," she suggested, and then amended. Writing: she didn't even do it in school.

A costume store? Dressing up? Jove's tail wagged, and he offered a slight nod. He did like dressing up, and he had enough fun at it while shopping with Lizzy and Levi that one time. It was a real pleasure for the boil to try on new clothing, as long as it wasn't itchy or uncomfortable, and there was only so much fun to be had wearing his brother's clothes. Maybe if he found a nice sweater he could buy something new, instead of 'borrowing' hand-me-downs.

Looking around the group again, he noticed there were two boils, not just one. And the one he had missed even looked like another canine, so he wouldn't be lonely in his dressing up. Did those two enjoy the maul too?

Although he could open up a bit more with Amrita, Jove was a little shy as Amarus approached and gave him a look over, fidgeting nervously even though by all accounts he should be perfectly confident. He was a third year, was he not? Except if she remembered where they met she would remember the tiniest of little foxfires watching her in the woods. It was a relief when she continued. They definitely were different from who they had once been, and the young gentleman was pleased by the elegant way it had been stated.

Now... silly things? That would be an entirely new reason for dismay! He shot a glance towards Amrita, a hesitant and questioning glance. He wouldn't be unduly embarrassed today, would he?