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After the dorm meeting, he was exhausted. The green hair pony never get used to heated discussion or the buzzing speech of his humanbot. He just wanted to roll himself in his bed and had a cozy sleep.

It was such a bad idea to get a humanbot, he didn't know how to deal with it. So he remained silent all the time. Using his hands to cover both of his ears also meant he couldn't see the road in front of him. However, it didn't help much, the noises of the salesman penetrated his tiny hands.

"Hey boil. If you don't like the previous products, that's fine! Here I introduce this pair of high heels. You don't need to eat or drink anything, easy right? That's my last offer, boil, take or leave?" The salesman caught up with his speed and beamed like a pumpkin sun.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaa! Give him a break! ლ(ಠ益ಠლ Someone! Someone take it away!

The boil met a corner without notice.

All he knew was a loud cracking sound when he bumped into something very soft and fell back. He rubbed his head that hit the ground by the impact. When the surrounding suddenly got darker, he knew something was over him, but he didn't expect it was -

A GHOUL!

djalfdjkladfjkfjldsjklfsjldsjklf Σ (ﾟﾛﾟ｣)｣ She smells good (●´∀｀●).....a light scent of flower......nonono-what-what I am thinking (￣□￣; )!!....I should get up! The - ribbons - it- It's so close - too close - the ribbons - it's itching! I can't -

He finally emitted a light sneeze after creasing his face a few times. "It-it-it is okay..." His face blushed, slowly matured into a tomato. He tried his best to get up, but ineffectual. He looked aside to prevent direct eye contact with the pretty tall ghoul.

"Hey boil~ You have a fever right? Sorry that I didn't notice at once. Don't worry! Here's a cooling pad for you for just a few silver pumpkin seeds, it's quick and super effective! Blah blah blah..." The salesman slipped in, putting his wooden skin tone painted head between the space of the two and bent down next to them, no intention to help at all.

There was a "#" appeared on Mellow's head.

"........."

He couldn't believe it! He just got lifted up by a GHOUL! Σ =口= It was a shame, a big shame for a manly pony like him. However, he still thank the ghoul. "......I am alright, thank you." He comforted himself in mind.

How-how-how-how-how am I picked up by a ghoul? ヽ（゜ロ゜；）ノ *flails* I-I-I am not that light, I am not a paper - how is that possible?!!!! She is just being nice, I can't blame her, she's innocent, she doesn't know how a boil will feel of being picked up arghhhhhhhhh. She didn't do that to hurt your pride, Mellow. Don't think about it. She is good. She is nice orzlll

When the ghoul greeted the salesman, he just couldn't help. "...You can ignore him..." To his response, the robot picked up a handkerchief from nowhere and pretended to cry. "Oh my friend, how can you be that cold to me? I am just trying to help you by recommending you good things. Anyway, if the one I offer you don't fit your taste, tell me what you want and I am sure I have it!" The next second he threw the handkerchief prop freely backward.

Mellow looked at the fragment of the pot and uttered "A Glue....". The salesman made a quick action by pulling out a overly designed glue in shocking pink. "It will work flawlessly! The pot will have no cracks at all after using it! Only 5 silver pumpkin seeds!" The short boil hunted in his pocket, the chocolate colored cloak was too long to see his arm or hands, you could only see movements were there. The boil fisted something and gave them to the salesman. "Here you go." He grabbed the glue and squatted, picking up two pieces and tried to glue them.

Not to his surprise, when he held one piece which should glued firmly to each other, it fell and shattered into some smaller pieces. Well.

Mellow gazed at the salesman with pressure. ".........." He's judging you, robot.

Mellow was still forcing more pressure onto the salesman, while he made out Trisha putting the leaves into her small mouth.



⊙０⊙!


The ghoul was then like in a hurry, she opened the door and just left it like that while getting her belongings inside. The boil was no alternatives but followed her and closed the door from her behind.

He found a seat and tried to calm himself down.

He. just. got. invited. into. a. ghoul's. room! (屮゜Д゜)屮

There was a bright blush on the pony's face, and he felt guilty to enter a ghoul's room like that. Does she know what it could mean? Does she intend to do so? Does she want him to have no escape?!

Mellow was thinking a lot, and it was just getting worse.

He felt uneasy in a ghoul's room, what if she wanted to hurt him, that would be no places to hide.

He rolled his eyes big and stared at Trisha. When she mentioned of the mess, "...Ahem. Do you need any help?" He cleared his throat, got rid of the embarrassment. The short pony frequently looked at the door to make sure his way of escape. Then, she picked out a salt lick. ".....honey cracker please." He was more of a sweet lover. "You are unpacking right, let's start." Mellow revealed his sleeves for the first time, rubbing his sleeves up but not actually doing it.

His offer was rejected, it hurt his pride again, but he was too prideful to show it. So he didn't say anything but stood there with a blank face. He took the cracker because he won't let his shame took over his emotion and munched. ".....From a small town." He didn't say much, because since she asked the question, thoughts flushed in that he was too busy to organize some good sentences.

I am from a small town where there were a lot of horrible ghouls （；¬＿¬) It has beatiful scenery, like lovely ponds and rivers and some two to three-storey structures around. The school was small but it looked nice. Jack! I don't wanna recall those scary existences щ(ºДºщ) Why she has to ask this, I hate the creeple of my birthplace! I never cheated someone to ride on me (,,Ծ‸Ծ,, )

He is not shy, he is never shy. Mellow had just a serious problem of over-thinking and forgot he needed to speak it out in order to let creeple hear what he was thinking. There he acquired a ribbon......
He stared at it in his mind, as if his peering would evaporate the bow ( ಠ ಠ ) He surely didn't know how to appreciate the ghoul's pretty work, the small strand stood up on and draped slightly near his forehead.

Just a big nope.

He shook his head at Trisha's question. Nope, he rather getting no friends if it meant they were ghouls. The boils only bullied him out of jealousy.... At least he could give a head shake this time. For the ghoul's idea, he wanted to say no immediately. A companion was a good idea, but not a ghoul. Yet, it was too early to judge.

So he nodded, an action that he would regret so much later.

While Trisha was tidying her stuff, Mellow was still staring at the eye-soring strand of hair, should he destroy it? 눈_눈