The ghouls were messing around in Papa Emeritus III (Terzo)’s office. Omega laid on the ground, relaxing. Alpha got his chance and tackled Omega into a cat fight, hissing, growling, smacking each other.

“Idiots.” Pebble snickered, making a paper airplane.

Mist was snuggling with Zephyr on the fancy office chair. Ifrit was smoking; observing.

“Mhh.” Mist purred

“Alpha- No. Punch the nose not the mouth.” Ifrit groaned.

“Omega kick his nuts!” Zephyr smirked mischievously.