Tamara tried to make an unimpressed face.
"The only, ONLY thing that can truly and utterly destroy even the slightest chance of sex appeal is pony day at the pool!" she snarled angrily and stoically ignored that a giggling sea pony splashed her about every two minutes. This was her last day off and she would not be chased away!
Then it started to rain, to boot...
For the last time before shooting started Nareen had made herself comfortable in the armchair. Soon she would have to leave the studio so Dolltopia could start. Today it was raining cats and dogs though and so shooting had been delayed.
"Dolltopia... Ha ha ha, let them! I'll have a good time with some good comics!" she laughed silently to herself and engrossed her mind with Seekers. Ach, it was so nice to simply read about her adventures instead of induring them herself first.
"Bwaaaaaaah! It's so mean!" cried Sinistra and ran across the studio in utter despair.
"Huh? Whatever happened to you, my dear?" asked Nareen compassionately, disregarding the comic book.
Sinistra stopped dead in her tracks and wiped the tears from her eyes with a snuffle.
"Now that my outfit is finally done it rains! And it's supposed to rain for two more days! There's no way we can shoot like this! Such foulness!"
"You've got silly problems..." mumbled the necromancer so silently that only she could hear it, then she took up the comic again. "Soon enough you'll be totally stressed out and wish for another rainy day..."
She shook her head and read on.
"You're one to talk - you don't have to wait for your first appearance!"
"Right - I'm way past that!", Nareen laughed with a grin that was utterly untypical for her. "Now sit down and read a comic book, then you'll feel better."
"Meh!", said Sinistra stubbornly, but she sat down and took an issue as told.
"Great... I don't play a role in this thing either!"
The necromancer rolled her eyes and in secret wished for a soonish end to the rain.
Statements from the Monster Highs <-- # --> Lessons from Ghoulia