Israfel, in Truth or Dare
Israfel reached in his coat and chucked his demonic Toterror at Riley, aiming it at the toterror's favorite place with females. Her bust. "You just object because you know want Malodore here." Blue eyes went wide as he realized it. Malodore at the party. Malodore getting dared.
MALODORE MAKING OUT WITH RILEY.
A sadistic glee fell on the Siren's feature's as he pulled out his skellular phone. "Malodore! Mal! It's Israfel! Come out quick there is this weird monster thing here and I've never seen it before! It's purple, wiggly, and oh god, you need to see it! Hurry!" He flipped the phone closed.
"Get mad all you want, you know you want some." He was smirking. "You know you want to play Doctor with the Doctor."
Malodore didn't often pay attention to the skellyphone. There was one in its room, primarily because it had been there when the plague doctor moved in. Nobody had ever called it, except for one wrong number and one call that had been only a hail of giggles before hanging up.
This time, the skellyphone rang just as Malodore was transferring its Christmas Town samples into their new containment vessels - they were exhibiting
fascinating shifts,
most interesting. The plague doctor sighed and made sure the containment vessels were all firmly secured before padding over to the skellyphone. "
Buonasera?"
What followed was...
slightly better than giggles and then hanging up, but not by much. Malodore paused as Israfel babbled - had the siren even stopped to breathe during the call? - and then, without waiting for any response, hung up.
...
The plague doctor hung up the skellyphone with a
click. The siren had sounded intoxicated
again - emotionally, if not literally. Quite possibly both. The monster was most likely a hallucination. Possibly a cousin to the pink elephants.
And Malodore had
had it with pink elephants.
"Some people are quite silly," it announced to Luce as it padded back to its samples. The cwn annwn pup thumped her tail once in apparent agreement.
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