The first month of Heath Burns dolls being in my state.
A nice, fat turkey leg for in between class should fill an empty stomach. However, after three the young Yeti still felt a hole in her middle.
A weaker ghoul would admit homesickness to her friends, like they'd ask her to do before. Abbey trusted her friends and knew they'd figured her out soon enough.
They were good friends, better than Yeti could've hoped to meet in this strangely toasty land. These were reasons for her to be happy and Abbey wanted to hold this love in her heart because she was lucky.
Abbey looked through the photos on her phone. She liked seeing her friends and what they did, but the hole was still there.
The scent of ash and nachos came close.
"Abbey, I've noticed you're unhappy, and it makes me sad or whatever. So I'm here to give you this." Heath held up a teal horned-teddy-bear that was missing half it's face. Clearly the left eye and ear had been burnt off in a clumsy accident.
Heath gave her the bear, and Abbey's honest reply would've been "I'm too old for toys and this does not promise you second-base."
What she said was, "Is out of character for you, Heath. But is nice."
The yellow boy smiled sheepishly. "I am a doll, aren't I?"
"In past, no. But now, yes." The Yeti was waiting for him to do something stupid, but like how Heath was being then.
"Yeah, well, it's almost learning time." Heath held out his hand.
Abbey didn't raise an eyebrow- she had the same cool expression. "You want money?"
"Let's shake goodbye. As friends." The oddly polite Heath suggested.
A cautious Abbey put her big, sparkling blue hand in his wimpy little hand. Heath pulled himself closer then. A smoother gentleman would've pulled her closer, but that random dude in that scenario wasn't with a woman a hundred times stronger than him.
"And maybe a hug." Heath felt the soft fur on her jacket, and the sweet smell of mint and yak jerky.
"Ye-ah." Abbey patted his shoulder, but was waiting for him to remove his arms from around her solar plexus.
"And maybe a little lip action to flame your sorrows away." Heath puckered up and met Abbey's palm.
The Yeti felt her energy multiple and transfer into ice in Heath's face. "So predictable."
Heath's mouth filled with ice and his brain froze. Abbey walked away from her locker. Heath stayed and tried to concentrate his powers to melt the ice and not burn himself.
Frankie, Lagoona and Clawdeen came out of the classroom that was across from Abbey's locker. They witnessed the whole scene.
"Heath, we asked you to do something nice." Frankie didn't want to sound like she was nagging, but she was disappointed.
"We gave you a script, a bear- I seriously don't see how you couldn't be a dork for seven seconds!" Clawdeen's fangs were showing, so Lagoona tried rubbing behind her ears to calm her down.
Heath murmured under the ice, even after it melted his throat felt raw and he couldn't talk.
If Frankie were a mean spirited ghoul she'd think there was a plus side in their failed attempt at cheering up Abbey. Heath Burns not being able to talk was, well, not the most un-voltage thing to happen.
In the dull language class Abbey sat in a row behind her usual spot. She heard the creature well enough and smiled as she took notes.
The horned-teddy was in her mini-skirted lap.