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Creeple from all over Halloween Town have come to watch and celebrate the Amityville House Cup! Outside of the Main Stadium are booths full of prizes and games for visitors to play, and inside, the stadium stands are divided into three sets of stands: the Spooky, the Creepy, and the Gorey; each with their own distinct charms! Those within the Creepy Stands will sometimes hear odd creaks, like footsteps following behind them. Every once in awhile, an eyeball forms in the stands, and stares at you for long periods of time.

Vendors walk the aisles, offering over-priced snacks, obnoxious items to cheer your favourite students on with, and low quality (but also over-priced) cider. Floating in front of each section is a massive floating mawnitor, whose gaping mouths display the goings on in with an almost invasive high definition.

Annalise stared blankly at her seat down at the house cup field. Mindlessly, she munched on small huge back of spookies, her tail swishing behind her.

At some point she was going to text her cousin to let him know that she was here....

but only if the Phurgles didn't steal her phone. Ah she better check that....
After her bag of snacks...

Having slipped away from the main floor when the opening ceremony died down a bit, Tavi made his way up to the Creepy stands."Saaaaaaaaaaaaan. Saaan. S-A-N!" A loud shouting from the overly excited kitsune rang out. Bouncing around from aisle to aisle he swept the larger creatures for the one he was looking for. When his target was acquired he pounced, landing in the other boils lap.

"San!" Sparing no time since he had to open his booth activity soon the little demon wiggled a hand into the pocket of his fancy new gym clothes and pulled out a little pride demon flag. Outstretched hands presented it to the other with a wide grin, "here! This is for you, now beee sure to cheer really loud for me ok?!"

He loved surprising San like this, it made him giggle when the typically stony faced demon showed some emotion. Super cute. Twitching his ears a little he all but ignored the warning, feeling that San would forever catch him since that's what friends did! Besides his aim was amazing when it came to pouncing he was a kitsune after all!

"All of them!" Tavi announced happily when the question of which event he was participating came up in, all of them was right, he intended to try all the ones he could just because. Turning the subject to more exciting matters he clutched San's face with both of his hands and shifted out of his lap into a standing on his tip toes position, even with San sitting down the other was still much taller, which annoyed the kitsune. "Are you having fun?" He asked, but was shaking his hands in a yes motion around San's cheeks as if trying to unconsciously boss a yes out of him. "You will come play at the demon booth right?" He really wanted San to have lots of fun today even if it wasn't at the demon booth, just because he really wanted his friend to cheer up about attending the academy in the future.

Booth.

Tavi glanced back over his shoulder to one of the mawnitors knowing he would have to flee from his friend soon.

Honestly, one day Tavi is going to make his red hair grey by all the reckless pouncing on him, but there's nothing that he can do about it seeing those twitching ears and assumed that it went through one ear and out the other. It's starting to actually scare him of how well he knows about the other boil.

Well, he was glad to see that Tavi is enjoying himself with the event. Although, San did wondered if the Kitsune will be all right after doing every single event. There are a lot of events and games that will be going on for days. But just as he was about to say something, he felt those petite hands pressed against his cheeks; smooshing his face up. San release his embrace around him as the kitsune got down from his lap while he wished that Tavi will let go of his face at the same time.

The Rakshasa was having somewhat a fun time thus far (if being called out by an elderly ghoul for being too damn tall is fun), but his neck feels as though it's about to snap from the force nodding. "Y-yesh Tabi-" He tried his best to speak, and he grabbed his hands to peel away from his face just incase he tries to force him to say yes again for going to play at the demon booth. "I will . . . if you stop trying to break my neck." San is really not one for playing games so he's not sure if it's going to go well, but he's smart enough not to make his friend upset about it. "Where is the booth?"

The Rakshasa was silent as he awaited for the directions to go and see this booth, but apparently he changed his mind and now Tavi is his tour guide. Without saying another word, San stood up from his seat and followed the hyperactive kitsune to the booths for games which is a lot better than staying here at the Creepy stands. Any longer he will have to keep score of how many eyeballs he has flicked away for staring at him far too long.

A loud, excited shriek of excitement announced the arrival of a rather colorful ghoul. Merry seemed to be having difficulty settling on a seat. She kept moving. Shifting closer or further away from the screen. Trying to find the best possible position to from which to watch the action unfold, and in her single minded determination it was very likely that she'd bump into a few of the gathered spectators.

"Oops, sorry! Excuse me!" She practically tripped over a pair of monsters sharing some spookies. "Also Hi,' she added in friendly tones, extracting herself from where she'd slipped between bench and walk way.

When all limbs had been properly wrangled she took a seat on the bench directly below the pair, back to the screen so she could smile up at the behemoth and Colossus. "Didn't mean to fall into your laps, I'm Merry."

At the very least she was friendly. Perhaps too much so.

Colorful. Trudy's eyes glimmered green briefly as he gently - perhaps more gently than even could be told from his heavy frame - brushed his fingers across Merry's wings, the thrumming continuing. Pretty.

However, his hand was pulled back just as (not) quickly as he made the motion before he looked back to Anna and her strange charms. Kneelins, knees.....he looked down at his petrifying legs - or actually already petrified. He needed those joints! The charm was held up as he admired the colors on it, his hum growing louder in approval.

Nice.

Good. Colorful nice.