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It had been very lucky that Sibyl found a proper dress for prom, especially considering the ghoul didn't really know anything about fashion other than 'this is pretty'! For now the dress was hanging safely on her closet door while Sibyl did her hair, tying the ends securely so her braids wouldn't come undone.

Next came..

...

Her face?

She sat in front of her mirror and squinted. How did this work? Ghouls wore makeup to things like this, right? How did it work? Was it like paint? Did it peel on? She didn't really understand. But Pickles would be here soon! He could help her, right? She wanted her makeup to be like his! She picked up her phone to check the time before she set it back down again, giving her seal pelt a look. It would have to stay here tonight, which meant she would have to hide it extra carefully.

But first, makeup.

The knock on the door definitely got Sibyl's attention. Yay! Her friend was here! With a cheer she stood and hurried to the door, grinning from ear to ear when she saw it was...maybe her friend Pickles?! "Pickles?" Oh hey wait! She recognized that mask! It was Pickles~. She immediately brightened up again, stepping aside to let the boil into her room. "Hi, Pickles! How come you're wearing a mask?" Wasn't that last year's prom? This one wasn't a masquerade!

Huh..was that really Pickles behind the mask? He sounded different. She watched him walk in with the most curious look on her face. That was weird even for Pickles. Following him into the room, Sibyl gasped as he removed the mask and she was shown a Pickles with no makeup. Whoa! All this time she had thought that was really how his face looked! She got up close to get a better look at it, eyes wide and mouth forming a small 'o'. This was Pickles? Whooooaaaaa! "I thought your face was like markings and stuff," Sibyl admitted with a giggle before she gave Pickles his space.

She cheered and clapped when Pickles said they could do it together instead of him simply showing her. Pickles was a genius! His change in demeanor seemed to escape Sibyl. She didn't even realize it had changed from when he'd taken his mask off. It was definitely not as upbeat as his usual self though. "Okay! Let me just..um..!" She ran to her closet and carefully took her dress off its hanger, climbing into the closet. She came out a few minutes later all dressed, the bells decorating her dress jingling as she bounced out of the closet. "Ta daaaaaaa~! What do you think? We match!" Sibyl clapped her hands and bounced again, returning to Pickles' side. "Okay! So, what do we do?" Said the Selkie who had never even held makeup in her hands in her entire life.

"I found it!" Sibyl announced proudly. "I used the seeds I find on my adventures to pay for it. It took lots of adventures." She bounced on her toes to make the layers of skirts bounced and move, the bells jingling again. She was so happy to see he liked it, she had wanted to match him. And he had been the one to get her into adventures in the first place so it seemed fitting that she would buy a dress with the seeds she found doing that!

Sibyl blinked as Pickles started pondering on a face to give her. She stood surprisingly still for a ghoul with the energy level of an overexcited minipet, eyes wide and curious. "Kind of face?" There were different faces? This was outside Sibyl's field of knowledge.

It was then that Sibyl realized he'd been keeping one hand behind his back this whole time. What was he hiding? Was it just a polite hand behind the back like a gentleman or was he hiding something? Oh! She loved surprises! Show her show her show herrrrr! Sibyl giggled when told she was pretty, grinning from ear to ear. "Thank you!" Oh, was pretty not always fun? How strange for him to make that clarification.

"Ohhhhh! Okay! So it's like..a costume!" That made sense kind of. It explained why he was speaking so normally and not with the silly fun words of the adventurous clown she knew. She didn't dislike Pickles like this it was just different from the norm for her.

Sibyl perked up and clapped her hands as Pickles announced he had an idea. "Ohohoh? YAY! What is it?"

"Yes I dooooo~!" Sibyl announced proudly, turning and gesturing to the large mirror above her vanity.

Sibyl carefully arranged herself to sit comfortably on the small chair in her dress, not used to having a skirt that was bigger than just..well...a normal skirt. This dress was kind of poofy in comparison to her usual. She was so curious what Pickles had planned!

The flowers distracted the easily sidetracked ghoul. No one had ever given her flowers before. Sibyl gasped and just stared at them at first, her eyes wide and her jaw dropped. These were for her?! She didn't even notice the banana peel he'd taken from the bouquet as she reached for it, holding it tenderly against her chest and sniffing at the flowers with the brightest smile ever. "Oh my gosh I love them thank you Pickles you're the best!" She squealed and bounced excitedly in her chair, her bells jingling with her movements until she calmed down. Right! She had to sit still for her face! But she was still going to hug these flowers.

Hehe~. She got flowers!

Something suddenly squirt water in her face and she spluttered and coughed, giggling after the initial shock of something spraying her in the face. It was just water! Sibyl of all ghouls loved water. She laughed along with Pickles, not at all bothered by the squirting flower, but she did let him take it back with a grin.

"Oops~. Thank you, Pickles! I love them!" Even with the added watery surprise. Sibyl got up after that, searching around her cluttered room full of trinkets until she found a jar already full of water. Score! The flowers were placed gingerly in the jar and put on one end of her vanity where they would be safe before the ghoul sat down again. "Okies! So! What do we do?" The ghoul asked while drying off her face.