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Yume heard something strange reverberating off the walls of her Daddy's temple.
She was used to the local sounds, so it intrigued her that anything she didn't recognize was shuffling around in her domain.

Did the new sound think it could scare her? Make her shake in her nonexistent boots? She considered evolving some boots just to shake in them.

The noise moved along like it was trying to be sneaky, but it was too wet and shlorpy to actually surprise anybody, especially anybody with ears as big as hers. She padded silently towards the foreign shuffling in a gait that was actually sneaky, slipping noiselessly up to the curve in the hall. The bunblob decided she would ambush it there, whatever it was.

"Ugh, why does Yume have to--" mumbled a voice.
A voice Yume recognized.

"Curi?" The bunblob rounded the corner and was met, sure enough, with Curi. She blinked her swirling sockets a couple of times at the sight.

Curi was in some kind of costume, but it was laying flat and droopy against her skin, covered in mucky tar that had the fabric clinging to the floor.

"Oh noooo..." Curi sighed, disappointed. "I was trying to scare you out of your cute tarry skin, but all this tar stuck to my scary costume on the way down here," the Godborn complained grumpily, flinging droplets of tar off her arm in a big sticky splatter now that she'd been caught.

Curi was dressed in a big white sheet - or, formerly white sheet - with what appeared to be meowler ears underneath. Or maybe they were triangular horns? Two perfectly round holes had been cut out of the fabric for her eyes to shine through.

"Costume?" Yume balked, perplexed. "Hallowhen wasn't even that long ago, Curi. Why are you dressing up and trying to spook me now?"

Curi continued to squeegee the dark substance off of her costume with her hands, with little success. "I would've thought you'd be the last Godborn to care about what time stuff happened at," she grumbled. "But honestly-- I've just been missing it."

Frustrated, the Godborn gave up on her fool's errand of a task and abandoned the costume completely, peeling it off like a sweaty second skin. "Hallowhen has such a special place in my core. I love it, the bloblings love it, and Ichor loves it too-- honestly, I think that last one is a lot of it. I think Ichor uses Dios and I to store some of the feelings she'd rather not have anymore. She thinks she's just putting them away inside of us for safekeeping, but it's really confusing having feelings when you don't have the memories attached to them."

"Dios?" The Chaos Godborn chirped with wide eyes.
Oh, wait. She probably should've listened to all the words that Curi said after mentioning Dios too. She quickly replayed them all within her mind. "Oh. That's kinda cruddy of her! My Daddy can be a really mucky guy too, but not like that." She would normally frown, but she found herself smiling at passing similarities. "He just ignores me all the time. Speaking of boys who ignore me, have you heard from Dios lately?"

Curi tried valiantly to not roll her eyes, but failed. "Honestly, I think they might be together. Right now. Dios has been all obsessed with him lately; I can tell when we're Dioscuri that he thinks about him, so I think he's been... avoiding me." She glanced lamely at her crumpled costume. "It's not like I really care who he does stuff with, but he's really weird about it."

"Do you know if Ichor and Eris ever uhh-- bled together?" Yume gulped after spitting out her reply. Her throat felt peculiarly dry, and her words didn't want to come out. Jealousy gripped at her stomach, and she didn't want to ask herself which of the boys she was jealous of more, because both options were disgusting.

"I'm sure they have." Curi nodded, and so did the two snakes on either side of her face. "It's been too many years-- I think all of them have bled together at some point. But I don't think Ichor really likes Eris, if that's what you're asking. Especially right now. I think that's why Dios is so cagey about it all-- he doesn't wanna piss off his Creator by doing something she doesn't like. But he's so into your Dad. Sorry, is that weird to say?"

What does he have that I don't?
Yume grinned. The sad part was that she didn't even know what 'he' her thoughts were talking about.

"Yeah! But we doyon't have to not be weird. And we also don't have to just sit here being lonely. Ichor isn't paying attention to us, Daddy and Dios are busy, and the white fox one barely talks to us anyway. So... nobody's paying attention to us right now. Why don't we do something to cheer oyourselves up? Something crazy?"

Curi watched as the swirling vortex in Yume's eyes sped up. She winced internally, wondering what Yume could possibly think of as 'crazy', considering so many of her ideas were crazy by default. "What are you thinking? I don't wanna do anything that would make Dios not want to talk to me-- I'm upset, not vengeful."

Yume showed her fangs. "Oh, it's noyot that kind of crazy! Crazy like-- how about we just make something? Just for you, because you like life-stuff so much? What works better to cheer up a Life Godborn than creating new life? I'm a genius. Themis made a Hallowhen life form, so we're goyoing to make one too. RIGHT NOW!"

Curi breathed a sigh of relief and balled her hands into two fists of delight in front of herself. They vibrated with jubilation. "That is. SUCH. A GOOD IDEA."

"Since your costume got all ruined, let's make something like your coyostume. I'll start!" Yume decided, and threw a ball of flickering dark magic to the floor. It thrashed about like it was already trying to be alive.

But it required focus, control, to truly become alive. Curi could supply some form of control on her own, but Reinala could do it so, so much better. Her version paled in comparison to the real thing. She reached out with a pale hand and a ribbon of red light shot out, enveloping the dark, convulsing magic.

"It's gotta be like, scarier than just my costume. It was just made after an Old World ghost with meowler ears. That's barely scary at all."

"Let's give it eyes like mine then! And--"

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Yume and Curi bounced ideas off one another until they had the spookiest little avian critter they had ever seen, with some of Yume's creative suggestions tied in. Curi thought they were a little gross, but also hilarious. A bird that crapped on its own feet to cool itself off... Yume never ceased to amaze and weird her out.