WEEK 4

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Tadashi, Sophie, and Princess Anna are dead. By now, maybe you're realizing that this plays is way more dangerous than you have ever feared, but don't worry, maybe some hope will come along the way.

For example, if anyone tries to open the Conservatory Door leading outside starting this week, they'll find that they finally have access to the graveyard and outside. You are now freely able to leave the mansion whenever you want.

Maybe you can all finally leave this place...?

20 guests remain.]

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Comments

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander hasn't figured out a way to deal with the news from this morning. Perhaps he needs to work on instilling more trust, perhaps he has to help out with finding clues to a way out. The ball, however, is always welcome. What better way to learn about each other than a social event?

It's the least their gracious host could do.

He arrives at the start wearing his princess outfit and the sorcerer's hat, which are the only nice clothes he received from the vending machine. Meaning he's walking around like a magic princess in socks and sneakers. Not that he minds, considering how he's sipping his punch happily and walking around the floor wearing a glittery mask.]

Would you care for a dance? [Never mind that no one else is the same size, but it's the thought that counts.

Afterwards, he seeks out the Ghost Host, holding two glasses of soda in his hands.]

Thanks for throwin' this party.

[wannagetsmote]

[Maui blinked down at Wander, slowly crossing his arms over his chest. Shaking his head, he motioned to Wander's lower half.]

My skirt's still better.

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander holds out the side of his dress and gives it a twirl.]

Well! I think the grass skirt fits you just fine, but not everyone can wear this dress. [He looks up at the mask wrapped around Maui's arm. And the rest of him. What happened to Mini Maui?] Where's that little guy of yours?

[wannagetsmote]

Uh. I bet you I would look great in it. [Never mind the fact that it was at least 20 sizes too small. Never mind the fact that this wasn't "The Tooth Fairy" starring Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson.]

Uh. He's enjoying the party too? [Mini Maui quickly peeked out and offered a wave.] He deserves a mask, right?

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander waves back at the Nicer Maui.] Good evenin', sir! And how are you enjoyin' the night?

[wannagetsmote]

[The "nicer" Maui pointed emphatically toward the mask. Of course he is! He has a way to remember his new best friend now. Even if Jiminy thought it a little odd.]

He says he's suffering. [Maui spoke in a deadpan voice, much to the tattoo's annoyance.]

[folkscallmewander]

Aww, give him my condolences. [Said in the same cheerful tone as before.] Maybe I can read him a bedtime story to make up for it?

[wannagetsmote]

[Before Mini Maui could nod (Maui himself already knew he would), the demi-god shoved him back behind his mask, holding him in place with an index finger, despite his 'loud' protests.]

Nope, nah. Not at all. He's fine.

[folkscallmewander]

What's goin' on? Stiflin' a sneeze? Shall I lend you my handkerchief for your quiet friend?

[He took one of the cloth napkins and carries it around. He can't go to a ball in a dress and pointed hat and not have a handkerchief to complete the outfit.]

[wannagetsmote]

[The demi-god rolled his eyes, while his inky likeness nodded. He pantomimed a big blow of the nose, then pointed to his much larger counterpart.]

Seriously? Ganging up on me? Not cool.

[folkscallmewander]

[HERE YOU GO Wander practically throws the handkerchief at Maui's bicep while wearing that same stupid grin.]

Don't want you to catch cold, buddy. Would be bad if both of you got sick after this party!

[wannagetsmote]

[Other than moving to catch the handkerchief, Maui made little move to respond to Wander. Instead, he wrapped the cloth around his other bicep, then flicked the inky rendition of himself. Though initially annoyed, Mini Maui quickly settled in beneath it, looking as if he were curled up beneath a blanket.

Thanks Wander. You're a true friend.]

[kindaruledatit]

[... Wendy almost snorts down her water. She nods her head while she clams herself down, giving him a thumbs up.]

Looking good, dude! Trying to find a dance partner?

[folkscallmewander]

[If Wander doesn't notice Wendy's reaction, he doesn't even care. He wants to feel pretty and he will be pretty no matter who protests his choice of clothing.]

Would be swell if a kindly guest agreed to lead me in a dance. [You he means you.]

[kindaruledatit]

[Look, Wendy thinks that Wander is allowed to wear whatever he darn well pleases. The sight of a little orange furball in a dress is just A Sight.]

Oh, well I guess I'll have to do then. [She winks, holding out a hand for the sake of leading Wander to the dance.] So, what kind of moves you wanna bust?

[folkscallmewander]

[He holds a single finger daintily to his chin.]

Welllll I could go for some old-fashioned ballroom dancin', as this dress ain't good for a boogie, and I never can say no to a square dance!

[He lifts the hem of the skirt, revealing his usual socks and sneakers and his does a little shimmy.]

Now if we had dance-dance music, then I could really bust a move!