"Hey!" Irma slid in easily between Will and Cornelia - for once in their lives talking animatedly together and Cornelia smiled her own hello to Irma that made the brunette want to double-take. Taranee had been halfway to the pair, when Irma had pulled Hay Lin and herself ahead to beat the dark girl, who finally stood beside them and grinned at the girls. Everyone had agreed, when the older girls had been spotted, that a lack of fighting was good, and that the fact of Cornelia seeming actually happy was even better. "What's up?"

"We're going to the pet store." Cornelia had smiled then, seemingly contented, though Irma felt a rush of surprise when the girl continued after long seconds, unprompted -though it was more the nervous biting of the lower lip that confused Irma, as Cornelia rarely had a thing to feel anythinfg less than egotistical about. "Caleb needs seed for his bird."

"Caleb has a bird?" Irma frowned, glancing at Will's contented face with concern as she pouted slightly. If Cornelia was making her move and Will won, they'd never have a chance.. But the idea of the bird itself was what concerned her most at that second. Caleb wasn't even good with people, so animals were probably not his best move.. And besides, of all the pets it had to be the least manly.

Cornelia nodded though, and Irma willed for there to be a catch.. Cornelia was getting Caleb seed.. But she wasn't overall that interested in bird lovers..? "He traded Blunk a flashlight for it, and it's not so much a bird, but a tape with wings."

Will had looked up then, but the slightest hint of a frown quickly disappeared and Irma wondered if those were stolen words. "It takes both of you to go to the pet store?"

"Um.." Cornelia had given Will a smile then, and Will's cheeks scorched as red as her face. Something wasn't right. "You know Matt's grandfather owns the pet store..?"

She hadn't sounded like she was done, but Will's nervous smile had fallen when Irma had sighed. Why couldn't people be sane? Love triangles were complicated enough - did Cornelia and Will really have to ploy to take Matt Olsen into this? True, it'd make Caleb pretty mad.. But that was mean. And unnecessary! Irma had already decided to tell him. He'd had three days since that indecent failure after the pool to realize, and Irma had had enough. The others laughed, and Irma sighed monotonely. No! Caleb, Caleb, Caleb! "Oh. Matt. That explains it."

...

Will's face burned red and she pushed through the door with more force than needed, seemingly causing the animals as much shock as herself as they hid away from her. Will wished she could hide away and frowned as she tapped along the glass pane of the counter looking to Mr Olsen who came out front while the others looked around. "So.." Matt, Will thought, Matt, "Is Matt around?"

The room seemed colder in that second, and Will faintly heard a breath of Irma's comparison of Taranee to Tarantula, but the entire world was spinning both to fast and too slow in different direction; causing a false allurement of stillness as Will felt a knot in her stomach. The animals, too, seemed to complain and she briefly recalled learning once that they empathized with danger. Will heard a gasp and the clicks of locks and buzzing of the metal window-guards filled her ears much more loudly that they should have.. Except her eyes were on the man - and older man that she knew instantly would the Mr Olsen who owned the shop, and her heart lurched as something rised in her throat and apparently around her, the girls seemed to notice him; crumpled on the floor. "Mr Olsen?"

He was dead - Will was sure of it; as the man's eyes had gone blank, behing shattered glasses, and Will could still hear the groan of windows begging to break around her. His skin, too, had turned a shade that even competed with her own for rights of palest, and the bluish tinge was what had startled her into her assumption. But the assumption was dead now, unlike the man who was rising. A hoarse whisper gurgled from he lungs, and Will doubted anyone had heard what she'd said. And Cornelia had been having such a nice day.. "Elyon."

"I wanted you to see what I've been learning." Her voice was hard, and the younger girls around Will gasped when Elyon finally became visible. Will had only known she was there, and Cornelia stood stock still beside her. Elyon made a clapping sound, without moving her hands, and Mr Olsen fell to the hard, wooden floor. Will had to urge herself not to step forward as another clap raised bile in Will's stomach as she felt an incredible urge to yell out or scream or growl.. Will stepped back to clasp her hand protectively to Cornelia's wrist, and her face fell morose as she saw Elyon give her a flicker of a smile. "Friends.."

Elyon was gone and Will knew it before she could even see past the bright white light which consumed the room. But Will had bigger things to worry about as something jumped at her and she practically threw the dog off of her; not before it's teeth attempted to sink into her skin, and Cornelia cried out in alarm with the other girls who'd all protected themselves against the other less violent attacks.. Well.. Less violent was what she'd though, but her eyes darted instantly over bodies to find a scratch on Hay Lin's pristene cheek - the girl's fingers lacing over it in surprise, and Will felt herself explode with a rage before the animals all seemed to drop. Elyon was gone, and so was her harm. "Wh-what..?"

Will's eyes drew away from Hay Lin's look of stunned innocence, and she turned to crouch next to the heavily breathing Mr Olsen who'd stirred. "Um.. Here."

Will pulled the man up and Mr Olsen pressed his finger and thumb on his forehead. "What happened? They're all out of their.. Can I get a hand girls?"

Will nodded, silently and turned to pick up and stroke the poor dog that she'd pushed away with her before. Cornelia seemed to be in a state of silent shock - picking up and practically throwing the animals in without a word of disgust or.. Anything. Taranee shuddered as a furry hamster climbed her reaching wrist, and Irma smiled wearily. "You know, a hamster is just a rat, with mumps."

But even as Will looked again to Cornelia, it was Hay Lin she rested focus on; the poor girl not moving at all. Will locked a cage and bent down towards a cat, reaching tentatively. It wasn't bad, but Will knew that Caleb would be furious when he saw. Caleb was awfully protective, though he didn't realize, with Hay Lin, and Will's heart sank at the guilt of knowing she'd be blamed. The best she could do though, was to offer Hay Lin a weak smile (thankfully one returned) when the girl's eyes traveled to her. Hay Lin dropped her hand and crouched next to a pair of rabbits and Will felt a little better to see the cut was too thin even to bleed out. A little better was not enough though.