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Amityville. That's the school he chosen, the campus was much bigger than he expected, unlike the elementary school for young ceffyl dwr. He knew he had the over-thinking problem, but he just couldn't help it. So he decided to listen to his parents and enrolled in an academy, where mixed species of Halloween creature will be learning with them together. Since he's a demon, (well he did question he should be classified as a monster, but never mind ) He went to the demon dorm with the key given by the General Office.

What should he comment about the dorm? Mellow felt like he walked into a palace or similar sort. He hesitatingly stepped on the carpet, and eye-quinted as the blatant crystal chandeliers........At a moment, he thought he went into the wrong place but the name plate suggested otherwise.

He slowly strolled towards what would be his room for the coming year when he had to cover his fragile pointed ears. There were ghouls shouting and screaming near his room. He hided at a corner and peeked. The crowd was stuffed over a door, he seemed to hear "XXXX-sama! I LOVE YOU! YOU ARE SO HANDSOME!" and some ghouls were jumping up and down. It's so vigorous that he seemed to see the chandeliers shaking.

For a moment, he thought some sort of celebrities came to Amityville, but it's the demon dorm, a kinda private place for the demon students......He decided to stand and stare, for a while.

What's happening?

Mellow stayed long enough until the ghoul lost their interests, when one suggested their sama might not be inside, they all fled away like startled birds. It was so scary, he swore if they stayed longer, the chandelier would drop. Ghouls were so horrible creatures, the little pony recalled how, in his birthplace, the ghouls called him a cutie pie, and pulled his fragile and sensitive ears and tail. It was a nightmare. When he received the official letter from Amityville, he though he could escape from it, however, he wasn't so sure now.

He waited and waited, until he could fully confirmed that there was no one besides him on the hallway. He got closer to the neighboring door which apparently got damaged, with scratch marks and small indentations. Why all the ghoul couldn't be as nice as his cousin? He missed her.

Then, a sudden voice startled him.


There is a greeting....what should I do? If I simply say a hello, would it be too rude? If not, how I introduce myself? .......Why he's so tall? He does look like a demon.....what species would he be?....And- he's the owner of this room? So many fanghouls.....Does he know that?


He began to think in his own world, head pointed to the ground. When someone suspected that he fell asleep, he spoke, "Hello.....My day....I just arrive..so I don't know?" The shortie's ears twitched, tail slowly jiggled. He looked at the guy, eyes blinking.


He's nearly naked...Does his clothes got sacked? Is that the fanghouls.....A lock! Why he carry a lock on his chest....

Is he dreaming? (●__●)

The short boil thought when the guy gave him a dreamy smile. He was not walking in a straight line. He was drunk was his second guess. The guy continued to act weirdly, giving Mellow more confusion. Well, honestly - his hair was really silky and lustrous. He stared at the guy, thinking of useless idea like if it's a nice fabric, he would like to roll on it, wrapping himself in it and have a nice nap.

".......so roommates?" He then rolled his eyes bigger when he saw the guy sat on the floor suddenly.

He's so care-free ヽ(￣д￣; )ノ Oh yes, should I tell him about the fanghouls and the poor door.... ㅇㅅㅇ? ......Well, he sat down, it's better than he's standing....he's so jacking tall....I want to be taller too ლ(ಠ_ಠლ)......I see the fins......does he has natural form too?...Um - would it be a leafy dragon? (´～`) Anyway, I should greet him first mhm ⊙︿⊙

"....Mellow - Nice to meet you...." His left ear jiggled quick to show his nervousness.

There was no name given in return, the shortie peeked when the demon (?) was still dreamy. He's very very weird. "Are you okay?...." He asked, worried that the guy was tipsy or sleepy. The pony didn't realize his head tilted a bit into a cute angle when he thinks, that was a little quirk of him.

So when Llyr finally said something, his ears perked up to listen.

Yup, that's his name *nod nod* W-WHAT. No-no-no! That's not my name! It's Marsh! Do you hear me? It. is. MARSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSH. (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ

Mellow found the desire to stop Llyr, so he cut in right after the guy closed his mouth. ".....It's Marsh. Mellow Marsh. Yours?" For once, he thanked his parents for the surname, he now realized there would be worse choices. He also felt the need to be direct, it's not wise to meander around a guy that wasn't awaken.

"By the way, what are you doing here?.....You'd better check your door..." That was probably the longest conversation he had with someone. The pony sighed.

Someone so weird and probably his neighbour.

Mellow had no idea how to continue this conversation, it was his first time to start a dialogue, yet, he failed so much. It was frustrating, so frustrating that the pony ears drooped. He was like a wilted plant, dull and lifeless. Recalling how he failed the exam in his elementary school, the ceffyl dwr felt a desire to weep. However, he's a boil, a boil shouldn't cry in front of people. That's why no matter how scary the ghouls were, he didn't shed a tear.

Shaking his head like a equine, he asked "Live-here?" That was the first time to hear someone newly arrived used the term "live". He assumed the guy were freshman like him, but live here? He wondered if he was the natural inhabitant in Amityville.

"Anyway, don't sit on the floor.....there's a carpet, but your hair would get soiled." He walked near Llyr and picked up a small strands of the silky touch.

ANYONE HAS A ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mellow battle cried in his heart, he really wanted to tie all the dreamy weird guy's hair up, better like two pony tails so that he didn't need to see them wiping the floor like that. He followed the "drunken" guy to a door, and then his mouth started to twtich. And he might look more wide awake.

He could have closed his mouth if not he was saying his room was his.

".....I believe it's my room, yours -......- is the next one on the right..." He pointed to a door with a lot of scratch marks and indentations, why he seemed to see the door sobbing? Mellow shook his head like a pony.

Why he had a should-not-be feeling of babysitting? (●￣(ｴ)￣●)

Mellow looked at Llyr who was using his charms to ask for something, well, if he was those fanghouls, it would be super effective. However, he was a man, a mighty pony, it didn't work as well as on the ghouls. Anyway, the short boil had to give in as they can't just stand there forever. So he held out his hand, "......Give me your key."

Meanwhile, in the pony's mind, he was thinking the fanghouls must be mistaken this dreamy guy as another handsome? He didn't think someone would like a dreamy guy like him, he felt like communicating with alien......Mellow sighed, this guy was giving him a light headache, where his caretaker was, please take him back!

How. did. he. pass. the admission. interview?

Mellow was thinking a lot of things like did the judges lured by his handsome appearance and forgot how dreamy he was, or they found something special about him. He didn't want to admit that he was accepted because the judges said he was as adorable as a minipet.

(╯°□°）╯ ʇɥƃnoɥʇ

He threw the awful memory away. Back to reality, he frowned at the guy who tried to search his pockets, but the key was he was wearing bedsheets. Natural bedsheets didn't come with pockets okay. His eye twitched and he tried his best not to say something bad out of his mouth.

- A while later -

Yay, he finally got his key found. Mellow gave his a slow clap and then took the key. Then, everything was simple, inserted the key, twisted and opened. Even though the poor door suffered a lot of attacks, it had done a good job to protect the room, rest in peace.

Host first, he stepped aside to let Llyr go in first.