The BBQ

[lunar]

Myra jumped a bit at the bird creature that suddenly appeared and stared. "Wha-" She stammered and tried to compose herself. "Ok, so I guess harpy's are real. I can deal with that. But, uh, if that's the case then what else is real?"
Myra stopped and looked at everyone around the room carefully, clicking her tongue piercing against her teeth in a nervous habit.
She first pointed at Cut, "You're demon possessed, I could tell that."
She then motioned to herself, "I'm demonically possessed as well." Next to the harpy, "And you're a harpy but," she then turned to M, "what are you?" She finished.

[KB]

Chloe had been cooped up in the pocket entirely too long for her liking, and was only just entertaining the idea of growing to her normal size, the well being of the bag be damned, when she heard a familiar voice. And then another. Hey, those all seemed quite familiar. Her ears poked up, and she nibbled her lower lip with one ridiculously large fang, weighing her options.

On the one hand, the owner of the bag could still be human and could have a complete mental meltdown at a blue fanged monster spontaneously growing out of her bag or even screeching a hello or call for help out from inside it. On the other hand, if the voices were who she thought they were, the owner of the bag was probably cool with creepy crawly creatures already. Chloe unconsciously tugged down one ear, twisting it idly as she took in a deep breath, hoped she wasn't making a bad decision, and got her nerves together.

"HEY," the little gremlin squawked from inside the pocket, hoping she was loud enough to be heard even a little. "HEY YOU," she continued. "OPEN UP, PLEASE." She would be glad to be out of the person's personal space, there was no telling what could happen if she remained in there any longer. Maybe the girl would spontaneously combust or something, who knows. Chloe certainly didn't want that on her conscience.

[lunar]

Myra paused and looked around.
"Did you guys hear that?"
She noticed a small amount of movement from her bag and tentatively unzipped each pocket.

[StantonBros]

Cut raised an eyebrow as he looked at the bag in question.

"Yes I did" Cut answered, "and for some reason that whining sounds very familiar, I don't know why."

[KB]

As Myra unzipped the pocket containing Chloe, the gremlin scrambled to poke herself up from the seam and actually toppled over and out of the bag, growing to her normal size quickly so that what was initially a fatal plummet turned into a clumsy tumble.

In a disheveled heap of tattered denim, faded pink cotton, and ruffled blue hair, the girl sat up and rubbed her head with a disgruntled mutter of something involving bad luck and foul words. She must've inherited that mouth from her father.

Upon regaining her senses and realizing exactly where she was, Chloe blinked owlishly and looked around. "Oh. Uh," a hand raked through her hair before pulling one ear down and tugging on it some. "Hi." She smiled sheepishly.

[M]

“My problem is being human on a daily b-.” M said but was drowned out by Marlee jumping up and shouting out her introduction in a flamboyant way, she also had to sidestep out of the way before she was knocked in the face by an opening wing. Oh well, it’s more fun when they don’t know what to expect.

“What else indeed exists?” Muttered M under her breath, it was a surprise and actually a relief to find out that she wasn’t the only monster roaming the streets, she’d probably go crazy if it were all human, human, human and not unlike Myra now, M had her own crash course of what else was real in this world, starting with a well known demon. Of course she hid her awe and surprise well, if she existed, well why wouldn’t other species exist too? She’s probably met a few without realising it. It wasn’t that surprising when you thought of it.

So here we go again; Demon, Demon, Harpy, question mark. M gave Myra a mysterious grin showing off her slightly pointer then normal teeth. From her hazel-yellow eyes and smile it was obvious there was something not completely human about her and now they were all expecting her to say something; maybe she should say a riddle? She didn’t think she knew any. It didn’t really matter this Myra will find out soon enough.

M opened her mouth and a tiny squeak came not from her mouth, but from Myra’s bag. What was with all these interruptions anyway? Now she forgot what marvellous witty reply she was going to give, but even complaining about that was forgotten to staring at a mouse like figure tumbling from the bag and growing bigger to become another familiar, uh, monster. It seemed Cut was having another get together.

“Weeeell,” M broke the apparent stunned silence from the sudden, unexpected entrance of the green… blue… mouse… thingy and cupped her hands together. “I’d love to stay and chat, but unless you’re interested in seeing a naked, human Em,” She gave a wink and a playful, flirty smile to Cut. “I need to go and ‘Change’.”

Humans were funny when it came to nudity, M mused, and you could have a lot of fun just giving them a simple image to feel uncomfortable over. She’d have happily stripped naked there and then if it weren’t for the fact that she actually felt embarrassed with transforming in front of people and of course that humans were prudes when it came to fellow humans being all naked and that in public. It did take her a while to learn that clothes were not just to keep them warm. Strange creatures.

She grabbed her bag and shuffled out of the room, then legged it up the stairs to the nearest open room, aware that she was really pushing it for time, but managed not to ruin her clothes this time when the light finally disappeared from the horizon. “Finally!”

[StantonBros]

"Nice of you to drop in Chloe" Cut said with a great full laugh, "it's good to see you in good health." He then watched as 'M' seemed to flirt with him, and what Cut didn't know was that he was blushing when "M" seemed to be hitting on him.

"Well, I bet some of you are hungry, so if you don't mind I'm going to go to the kitchen and ice the cinnamon buns before they burn" Cut said heading towards the kitchen, "and maybe prepare my famous Pepperoni Chips with a marinara dipping sauce." Cut then quickly grabbed a pair of oven mitts that looked like chickens to open the oven and unleash the wave of cinnamon aroma into the house. Placing the cinnamon buns on a cooling rack he started mixing up the icing to top it.

[lunar]

Myra blinked the the creature that came tumbling from her pack. It was weird enough that it was in there in the first place, but even worse that it suddenly got a lot bigger.
"Uhhh." She said intelligently and completely missing the exchange with M.
Shaking her head and biting her bottom lip Myra leaned over and offered a hand up to the green creature. "I'm Myra. If you don't mind me asking, what are you?"

[KB]

Chloe's gaze flickered from speaker to speaker, her cheeks blushing a deep aqua color of embarrassment as Cut said hi, then a glance to M, a familiar face that drew a smile around those fangs, and finally to Myra and her outstretched hand. Chloe stuck out her own instinctively, then drew back with a suddenly worried gaze. With her luck, if she took her hand, she could scratch her with a nail. And if she scratched her, it could get infected. Infection could lead to gangrene, and the poor girl could lose a hand! Or worse..

The gremlin had nearly terrified herself by the time she came to her senses, and quickly got to her feet without Myra's help. She smiled slightly awkwardly, trying to convey silent apologies before explaining, "Sorry. I'm Chloe, and uh.. I'm a gremlin. I don't have the best of luck is all, no aversion to you or anything; just being careful." She pushed her glasses back into their original position on her short snout and then rubbed one arm.

"I was on the sidewalk when the police officer came up to you, I dove for your bag to avoid being spotted," the gremlin smiled again, hoping the girl didn't mind, and then said as much. "I hope you don't mind. I, uh, I didn't touch anything. Well, I mean, I did cause I was sitting on it, but I didn't snoop. I.." She trailed off, noting that she was fumbling badly, and just pulled an ear down with one hand.

[scribblerrigby]

“Aw, come on, Chloe! Nothing’s exploded or anything - She’s fine, no harm done!” Marlee said, gently. She loved the little time-bomb and felt uncomfortable seeing someone even more awkwardly self-conscious than she.

Figuring it was the most socially acceptable and tension-breaking thing to do at the moment, Marlee hopped over to Myra, stuck out her wing, and said, “So I’m Marlee, by the way. Pleased to meetcha’! You like monsters and demons and stuff? I can show you more, if you want!” She was aware of how fast and excitedly she was talking, but she didn’t care, and hoped Myra and Chloe didn’t, either. She wasn’t going to lose this potential friend.

[lunar]

Myra did her best to ignore the smell coming off of Marlee and smiled.
"Well, sure. It's actually kind of nice knowing that I'm not the only oddball around. I've been alone for quite some time now."

She looked around at everyone in the room and cocked her head to one side, "It certainly seems like I have a lot to learn anyways. I've only been in town for a few months, I guess it was lucky of me to come here on that ship." Myra paused. "It's only been a few months since I was a regular human."

[StantonBros]

"Yah, this is kind of like an AA meeting for creepy crawlies like us" called Cut from the kitchen as he started to preheat the pan for the pepperoni chips. Thankfully his baked goods were cooled so he could come in and hand everyone a warm iced Cinnamon Bun. He was proud of his sweet creations and hoped that everyone would like them, then again, who 'doesn't' like a well made cinnamon bun. Though, he made sure to be prepared for the probable incoming attack from Marlee.

[KB]

Chloe smiled a bit bashfully, looked between Marlee and Myra but not exactly piping up on the "no harm done" part. There wasn't any harm yet; just wait a little while and that would certainly change.

Her gaze transferred to the door as that thought crossed her mind and the gremlin almost left right then and there, but then there was a cinnamon bun stuck in front of her face, and her poor neglected stomach grumbled rudely. She grinned, her demeanor lifting as she accepted the treat and took a bite. Those half-mast ears perked right up as an explosion of deliciousness and yummy assaulted her taste buds, and mumbled something akin to thank you, nodding in approval quickly.

[M]

“I thought I smelt something yummy.” M said, suddenly next to Cut and peering greedily at the cinnamon buns he held, but M was not quite M anymore. Instead she was an extremely large orange and red striped tiger with M’s head and an extremely large sharkish grin that the Cheshire cat would even be afraid of. Her long striped tail flickered back and forth, the end puffed out with red quills.

“This is what I really am.” She looked at Myra with deadly yellow eyes. “A manticore.” At that point she stretched her half cut wings and ruffled the white feathers. “With a dash of Sphinx, I’m sure.”

[lunar]

Myra blinked.
"Don't manticores usually have scorpion tails?" She tried not to let her surprise show and instead walked over to grab a cinnamon roll.
"Human by day, manticore by night?" She chuckled, "Kinda like that old Gargoyles show."