Dia dhuit

The orange rat that won the great fish battle of 2026 has returned

Alastor narrowed his eyes.

The rat hopped off the table and changed into a red haired girl with rat ears a tail and green eyes

Alastor tilted his head to the side.

The girl looked up at him and handed over a beautiful silver comb from her hair “I want to stay here. This should cover rent.”

Alastor blinked and looked down at the comb. “Are you sure? It looks like it would be important….”

“Rent is more important.” It hurt her to give it away but this was what needed to be done

“…. Charlie doesn’t charge for rooms, you know.”

The girl put the comb back in her apron pocket

“…. What is your name?”

“Yours first.” The girl didn’t look like a sinner but had a certain wisdom behind her eyes

Alastor hmmed. “Clever…. Alastor, that’s my name.”

“I’m Amy.” She was loaded up with protective charms from something more powerful than even Lucifer himself

The orange rat that won the great fish battle of 2026 has returned

Alastor narrowed his eyes.

The rat hopped off the table and changed into a red haired girl with rat ears a tail and green eyes

Alastor tilted his head to the side.

The girl looked up at him and handed over a beautiful silver comb from her hair “I want to stay here. This should cover rent.”

Alastor blinked and looked down at the comb. “Are you sure? It looks like it would be important….”

“Rent is more important.” It hurt her to give it away but this was what needed to be done

“…. Charlie doesn’t charge for rooms, you know.”

The girl put the comb back in her apron pocket

“…. What is your name?”

“Yours first.” The girl didn’t look like a sinner but had a certain wisdom behind her eyes

The orange rat that won the great fish battle of 2026 has returned

Alastor narrowed his eyes.

The rat hopped off the table and changed into a red haired girl with rat ears a tail and green eyes

Alastor tilted his head to the side.

The girl looked up at him and handed over a beautiful silver comb from her hair “I want to stay here. This should cover rent.”

Alastor blinked and looked down at the comb. “Are you sure? It looks like it would be important….”

“Rent is more important.” It hurt her to give it away but this was what needed to be done

“…. Charlie doesn’t charge for rooms, you know.”

The girl put the comb back in her apron pocket

The orange rat that won the great fish battle of 2026 has returned

Alastor narrowed his eyes.

The rat hopped off the table and changed into a red haired girl with rat ears a tail and green eyes

Alastor tilted his head to the side.

The girl looked up at him and handed over a beautiful silver comb from her hair “I want to stay here. This should cover rent.”

Alastor blinked and looked down at the comb. “Are you sure? It looks like it would be important….”

“Rent is more important.” It hurt her to give it away but this was what needed to be done

The orange rat that won the great fish battle of 2026 has returned

Alastor narrowed his eyes.

The rat hopped off the table and changed into a red haired girl with rat ears a tail and green eyes

Alastor tilted his head to the side.

The girl looked up at him and handed over a beautiful silver comb from her hair “I want to stay here. This should cover rent.”

The orange rat that won the great fish battle of 2026 has returned

Alastor narrowed his eyes.

The rat hopped off the table and changed into a red haired girl with rat ears a tail and green eyes

There’s a tiny orange rat fighting with Alastor in the kitchen. She’s trying to use cod for fish and chips while Alastor is trying to use catfish instead.

“It is MY kitchen and I shall do in it what I please!”

The rat squeaked angrily and gestured to the cod

“I have always used catfish!”

The rat squeaked in even greater fury and made several gestures with her tiny paws towards the fish towards Alastor and towards the ingredients

“You may make it your own way!”

The rat squeaked something to the effect of “Fine!”

Alastor nodded triumphantly.

Later in the day a tiny red haired girl was on the couch fixing one of Angel’s dresses

There’s a tiny orange rat fighting with Alastor in the kitchen. She’s trying to use cod for fish and chips while Alastor is trying to use catfish instead.

“It is MY kitchen and I shall do in it what I please!”

The rat squeaked angrily and gestured to the cod

“I have always used catfish!”

The rat squeaked in even greater fury and made several gestures with her tiny paws towards the fish towards Alastor and towards the ingredients

“You may make it your own way!”

The rat squeaked something to the effect of “Fine!”

There’s a tiny orange rat fighting with Alastor in the kitchen. She’s trying to use cod for fish and chips while Alastor is trying to use catfish instead.

“It is MY kitchen and I shall do in it what I please!”

The rat squeaked angrily and gestured to the cod

“I have always used catfish!”

The rat squeaked in even greater fury and made several gestures with her tiny paws towards the fish towards Alastor and towards the ingredients

There’s a tiny orange rat fighting with Alastor in the kitchen. She’s trying to use cod for fish and chips while Alastor is trying to use catfish instead.

“It is MY kitchen and I shall do in it what I please!”

The rat squeaked angrily and gestured to the cod

Amy is currently in rat mode napping in a teeny nest

Edgar took note of Amy sleeping in her rat form and politely waited for her to awaken later

Amy let out a few squeaky snores and wrapped herself in a blanket that made up her nest

asktheghosthost

*for little mortal Dorian* 3 months. 3 months since a young girl no older than Dorian had entered the mansion, 3 months since she had provided her “rent” in the form of yarn balls lost trinkets and friendship for Dorian and now the young girl, Amy Hallows as she called herself, was sneaking into a pumpkin patch with Dorian offering to show him a secret “If I show you you absolutely can’t tell anyone. Not your mammy or your da or your uncle Beau.”

He pinched his lips together and wrung his pale hands. "I-I promise," he whispered. Then he ducked down under the wire fence with her, careful not to get his collar caught. "But what..." He almost tripped over a vine. "What could be in here that's so fascinating? It's just vegetables... Right?"

Amy looked around and shook her body turning into a little orange rat that promptly stood on its hind legs and made a squeak that sounded like “Ta da!” Before she turned back into a little girl with red hair and rat ears that she promptly hid with a green scarf tied to her head.

asktheghosthost

From his already crouched position, he dropped, landing hard on his rear, but showed no indication of pain. For several seconds he sat, his mouth agape, palms in the dirt, holding onto the earth as if it was the only thing keeping him up right. His brows knit close over his wide eyes.

"You... How..." He looked around in confusion, as if trying to spot some means by which he'd fallen for an elaborate illusion, a bit of neat stage magic.

Stage magic...

Out in the pumpkin patch...

He blurted out the first semi- coherent thing he could think of.

"Are you a rat that turns into a girl? Or a girl that turns into a rat?" He didn't know why this distinction was important. In fact, there were probably better questions to ask, like "How did you do that?" Or "Why can you do this?" He drew his knees up close to his chest and wrapped his arms around his legs. He had no fear of her. Why should he? She was his little friend, after all.

“Girl that turns into rat. And that’s not the only neat thing about me.” Her grin was mischievous now as she led Dorian to a tiny little cottage in woods that were coated in autumn leaves despite it being mid May

Amy is currently dressed in the latest court fashions looking murderous

Edgar tried to lessen Amy's obvious disdain for wearing the gown he had learnt her by stating, "You look so proper now, Amy. Is the party to your liking?" he then asked.

"Do try to enjoy the party, Amy," the smaller man attempted to console the displeased girl before him. "Aren't you enjoying the music?"

“I do.” Amy was displeased but couldn’t deny the music was good

Amy is currently dressed in the latest court fashions looking murderous

Edgar tried to lessen Amy's obvious disdain for wearing the gown he had learnt her by stating, "You look so proper now, Amy. Is the party to your liking?" he then asked.