Chapter 4

"You know something: ice cream tastes better with multiply flavored eyeballs." Spyro said, taking another lick of her vanilla flavored ice-cream with multiply colored eyeballs. She rolls a few of the eyeballs in her mouth and bit into it slowly. They'd been gummy against her teeth. She let out an mmm sound as the flavor of sweet strawberry, royal berry, tangy tangerine exploded against her tongue. Her taste-buds savored the pink, purple, and orange eyeballs and cold vanilla ice-cream with satisfaction.
"No way!" Rhaechel said in protest. "McDonalds Big Mac is the best of best!"
"Gross, Rhae," Spyro looked at her with a disturbed expression. "Normie food is disgusting…"
"Cherry jell-o with spiders…" Skullisa mumbled.
Spyro glared at her from in between Risa and Rhae. "Marshmallows with crunchy chocolate beetles and covered in honey…"
"Red ants with soy sauce!" Rhae joined in the fight, smiling as if it had been a joke.
…Um…scorpions with ranch? Fried worms and extra salt? Owl soup? Okay, what about live octopus legs dipped in honey with a side of fried chicken legs? Risa said through text message.
"Hmmm…" Rhae thought for a second. "Alright, it's been decided! Risa won me over with the live octopus legs – I love how they wiggle against your tongue."
Skullisa rolled her eyes as she listened to Rhae giggling joyfully. "Whatever." She said, going back to her ice cream.
Whoop-whoop, oh yeah, I win! In your face, uh-huh! Risa cheered, her words seeming more bubbly and cheerful on the blinking screen. She did a little dance as she walked, congratulating herself on winning the game.
"So anyway," Spyro leaned forward, looking over to Skullisa. "Why are you with us again? I don't believe you were invited." She stated, taking another lick of her ice cream and blinked as if she didn't say that in a mean way.
"Because," Skullisa glared. "…I like ice cream. Deal with it."
Rhae giggles, throwing her grey arm around Skullisa's bony shoulders. "Not to mention you're part of the team now, so you have to hang out with us."
"Like I said: whatever." Skullisa licked her ice cream, ignoring Rhae's attempt to make her part of the group.
"You're such a loser." Spyro stated, leaning back straight once again.
Skullisa tripped over an invisible object, a vein had appeared on her head as she struggled to steady her ice cream on her cone. When she did, she continued walking, catching up with the group. The vein in her head had not disappeared. "Excuse me?"
Spyro continued walking as well, closing her eyes comfortably. "I mean really, what type of Monster would chill with her enemy? What are you – some type of spy or something? If you are, it's not going to work; I've got no dirt under my fingernails."
"What?" Skullisa glared.
"No dirt under her fingernails!" Rhae added cheerfully as she skipped ahead. As they pasted her she repeated the line, posing in a sort of way that made her resemble a cop getting ready to shot.
Silently Risa giggled at her amusing friend. She was so silly is serious situation.
"Whatever, point is: you're a stalker and a loser. I mean, why else would you follow us all the way here, buy ice cream exactly after we do, and glare at me the whole time? I believe that's called stalking – and that's quite lame."
"Ugh!" Skullisa stopped, stomping her foot suddenly. If she had flesh, it'd been red from embarrassment. "I HATE you! I am not a stalker!"
Spyro stopped casually, turning around and offering a cool gaze, as if she could care less. "You know something, hate is usually a form either jealousy, or unrequited love. So tell me: is it that you want everything I've got, or is it that in a deep love with me? Either way, I have nothing to give – and I'm not a lesbian, no offense or anything." She shrugged, looking away. "I mean, really, I'm flattered, but even if I was a lesbian," she looked up, her gaze now bold and cocky. "You aren't my type, and you're definitely not a ghoul I'd go after. You've got bad taste in fashion."
Skullisa gasped, as did Risa if she'd possessed a mouth. Rhae stopped skipping and humming to a song no one knew. She'd turned around, her eyes blinking in confusion, and was completely silent.
The atmosphere grew still as the ice cream on Skullisa's cone fell to the maul floor. Her lips parted, and her eyes were wide with shock.
She hung her head, sniffing back tears. She tried to wipe them away as she let the cone fall to the floor too, allowing her bangs to momentarily hide her face. "You idiot!" she said behind her tears. "You're so stupid…why would I ever in my life want to be your type? You're so stupid…"
"Oh, am I?" Spyro said, floating over to her. She leaned down, shoving her hands in her pockets as she put her face inches from Skullisa's. She had no mercy, even if it was obvious that Skullisa had been a sensitive ghoul.
"Shut up!" Skullisa practically yelled in Spyro's face. "Go live!"
Rhae watched as Skullisa ran past her. She blinked, not sure if she should chase after her or not. She looked from Risa to Spyro, and decided that she was going to if no one else would. And so she did.
Spyro didn't bat an eyelash at the turning events. "Loser," She looked away, liking the sweet addicting sugar of her ice cream.
Risa's phone had already appeared in her hand. NOT cool, Spyro! She was really crying and everything… Jeepers, what are we gonna do now?
Spyro shrugged, rolling an eyeball in her mouth and chewing it slowly. It'd been the flavor of tangy banana. "Heck if I know."
Risa sighed silently, her shoulders slumping. Well…wasn't Rhae telling us about her sister's job or something on the way here? How about we go there and wait for Rhae to come back with Skullisa?
"Fine. Sure. Whatever." Spyro replied, beginning to walk in the opposite direction.
Wait, where are you going? Risa held the phone up.
Spyro turned halfway and licked her ice cream. Her head nodded right. "The elevator's that way. Don't expect me to walk down flights of stairs in old cowgirl boots, sorry, but my feet were already killing me."
Can you even feel your feet, Spyro? Risa asked, making her way towards the floating ghost ghoul. You're a ghost, aren't you?
"Whatever, let's just go." Spyro said, clicking the button on the elevator.
It opened, inviting them to step inside.

"You that one ghoul's sister?" Spyro asked, casually tossing her half-eaten ice cream cone in the nearby trash close to the doorway that led into the little café in the maul called: Devil Delights Die-ner. She did it as if she had been a pro, not even looking to see if the cone made it into the trash, which, by some kind of odd luck, it did.
SPYRO – that's RUDE! Risa flashed the phone at the floating ghost ghoul.
"That depends." the grey-skinned ghoul at the counter replied in a sing-song voice, resting her chin to the palm of her hand. Her eyes were all black, and wide. Her smile had been playfully teasing. "What ghoul are you talking about?"
Risa stared in wonder; she was exactly like Rhaechel to the T. She would have been an exact copy of Rhaechel, if it wasn't for her messy short white hair styled in a bed-head pixie hairstyle, dimples, and raspberry lipstick with shiny clear gloss.
"She's weird, too hyper, sort of annoying, alien." Spyro said, sparing what she really thought of Rhaechel. If this ghoul had been Rhaechel's sister, there was no reason to start a fight over how Spyro saw the odd alien ghoul.
The girl sighed as if in a daydream, her raspberry colored lips squeezing together as she rocker head from side to side. "Hmmm, I wonder, have I seen a girl like that? Is she my sister? Hmmm, I wonder…"
Spyro gave the odd alien girl a look of intense irritation and somewhat boredom that included a cold glare and a frown. "This is annoying. You're being stupid. Is she or isn't she?"
"Is she…who?" the alien blinked, her lips parted in make believe confusion.
"The alien!" Spyro suddenly snapped. "Rhaechel, the friggin alien! Is she your stupid sister or not? You're getting on my nerves!"
The alien blinked again, as if she'd been on Auto-Pilot and she'd just returned, still somewhat in a daze. Suddenly, she smiled.
Her smile had been wide, wide and creepy; the kind of creepy that gave you chills at night. It'd been haunting disturbing, as if her smile had stretched her face so much that her skin had been tight on her face. Her eyes grew surprisingly wider.
Risa shuddered.
"I wonder…am I?" the alien said quietly, her head twisting slowly to the side. "Tell me, what do you think? Am…I?"
Spyro twitched back, becoming just a bit freaked out. "What?"
"Don't be afraid…Tell me, do you think I'm Rhaechel's sister?"
"Um…I guess." Spyro looked away, fear settling on her pale chalk-y face.
The alien closed her eyes. "Let's take a trip to outer space."
"Excuse me?" Spyro took a half step back.
The alien ghoul's eyes suddenly flashed open, somehow they'd grown bigger. In the depths of her black eyes, Rhaechel was seen. She'd been sitting on a bench, comforting Skullisa as she dried her eyes. Although Risa and Spyro couldn't tell what it was that Rhaechel had been saying, they could tell it'd been working. Skullisa regained whatever amount of confidence she had. They then stood and made their way from the bench scene. The alien ghoul's eyes flashed left without her blinking, causing both Risa and Spyro to jump. Now, in her eyes, you could see Rhaechel and the skeleton ghoul walked about the maul, in search of something.
"The signs have been written." The alien ghoul shut her eyes slowly.
Wait, what do you mean? Risa held up her phone.
"Look, over there." the alien girl lifted her finger, pointing. "You've been given a taste of the near future, the signs you've seen have been written."
Spyro blinked at the ghoul, not sure what to think of her, other than that she was positively strange to the fullest existent. The alien stared into the core of Spyro's extremely pale and pastel green-grey eyes that were hidden beneath her purple-white bangs. She gave her the same smile she'd shown them moments ago.
Spyro's eyes looked to where the ghoul had been pointing.
There, before both her and Risa's eyes, was Rhaechel. Just as they saw in the alien ghoul's eyes, she'd been consoling Skullisa with what looked like kind and gentle words of comfort. She'd been nurturing her with gestures by putting her hand to the skeleton ghoul's black hoodie covered shoulder, just as it played out in the alien ghoul's dark, dark eyes. Risa turned back around to look at the alien ghoul, with utter fright lingering in her nonexistent eyes. She held up her phone, her hand shaking, causing the baby pink touch screen Iphone to rattle between her skinny the screen the message read: H-How did you do that?
Spyro too turned back around, only to find a missing alien ghoul who'd disappear without creating an sound of any type. Her shoulders stiffen.
C-C-Creepy! Risa's text read.

"Your sister is freaking scary…" Spyro said, her eye twitching. "…I hope I never see her again, ever."
"Yeah, sorry about that." Rhaechel said, apologetically smiling as she rubbed her neck, her shoulder slightly hunched. "But hey, do you know which sister she was?"
"Um, no." Spyro rolled her eyes behind her bangs, as if it had been idiotic that Rhaechel even asked. Risa began typing.
I think her name was something like Yolanda, if I'm not mistaken.
"Yo-Yo!" Rhaechel said excitedly. "She's my…wait, lemme think…my…fourth older sister, yeah! Oh my god, that's funny!"
"What's funny?" Spyro lifted an eyebrow, although the other ghouls couldn't tell.
"That the fact that you even seen Yo-Yo at work today! She rarely ever goes to work. She rarely talks too actually! Today you guys sure got lucky." Rhaechel nods, smiling animatedly.
"What?" Spyro eyes narrowed confusedly. "In what possible way were we lucky? Did you not hear me before? Your older sister is weird – and not the good and awesome kind!"
"Yeah, but that's why everyone loves her. I personally wouldn't like her any other way." Rhaechel stated, her eyes turning a bit mushy and emotional. Her smile was gentle.
"Whatever." Spyro's eyes looked away, her feelings of being a lonely only child settling in. "She's still pretty weird, despite what you say."
Sorry, but I'm gonna have to agree on that one – aliens freak me out! Risa's text said, her mood reading off as apologetic and somewhat good-humored.
"Well, this is an alien invasion, better run for your life!" Rhaechel said, leaping on Risa, hugging her tightly as she holding her close.