Halloween Feast (trollll, trolll in the dungeons! O.o)

Robin's eyes widened. "Like... what?!" she demanded, looking frightened herself.

"Well, the rumors about the Bloody Baron's death for example. He's covered with blood!" Clyde's voice hit a whisper, only slightly going up when it cracked in the middle.

"T-t-that's blood?! I thought it was ice or water or something!" Robin gasped, placing her small hands to her mouth. Her big brown eyes were even wider, then, and she looked terrified. "I'm so happy our house ghost looks harmless!" she whispered.

"I've never seen our ghost expect at the feast that single time..." Clyde looked relieved even if he attempted to down sad that he hadn't. "Hm, I'd have thought Dumbledore would have made a speech."

Robin nodded slowly. "His beard is very long,"

"Our guy's got this neck flap thing. He can hang his head off it." Wallace's mouth was full.

"No! I love it!" said Mél, reaching out and patting the top of Kelsi's head. "Poof, poof..."

Robin gasped. "That's horrifying!" She cried. "Oh- wait, I think I know who you're talking about!"

"Really?!" Kelsi giggled, and began to like fizz up Mél's hair.

Rachel looked up at Lena, paused and blinked for a few minutes, before her face suddenly screwed up, and she began to wail, with salty tears raining down her cheeks.

"I have no friends!" she cried out.

Lena's green eyes widened caringly. "That's not true," she insisted. "I'm- I'm your friend," she said.

"His name's something of a pun. Can't recall, exactly..." He swatted his friend on the shoulder. "What's that thing where stuff starts with the same letter?"

Clyde stared at him, in shock he didn't know, "Alliteration? Either way that's quite gross."

"Yeah. Poor guy, though. I wouldn't want to come back as a ghost."

"Well, I believe you only do if you have unfinished business."

"Really? I heard from an older student that you sign a contract or something!"

"Since when?" Rachel muttered darkly.

"A contract?" Clyde said, a bit amused. "I don't believe so."

"Well-" Lena stammered. Even with her newfound confidence, she still had shy inclinations. She gained composure. "Since now."

"No no no! I'm serious!" Robin insisted, and put her hands against the table looking at him right in the eyes. "It seems far-fetched, but it's true!"

Clyde looked at her, still with disbelief in his eyes. "Really!?"