Gairovald watched with some amusement as Bobo sighed, then raised his hands and cast a quick spell. Clearly he had been expecting the need to intervene as much as Gairovald had.
"Cupcake," He said with a sigh. As soon as he spoke, a giant cupcake appeared in the foyer beneath the platform from which Daniel had fallen with the new girl. Apparently he'd selected one filled with cream, because the pasty exploded in a gooey mess as the pair made impact. Everyone in the near vacinity was coated in the sugary gloop.
"Bobo?" Gaspar said after a moment of stunned silence.
"Definately Bobo," Jericho replied with a nodd.
Even if none of the others could see him, Bobo was well know to anybody who knew Daniel. Nobody was quite sure where all the cupcakes he summoned came from. It was a long standing debate weather he made them himself and stored them using some sort of magic, if he was summoning them from random kitchens, or if they were genuinely produced by pure magic.
"Daniel was in trouble," Gairovald chuckled. "What did you expect?"
"I'm honestly more worried about the girl he managed to scare off the edge," Jericho replied. "I mean, what a thing to happen on your first day!"
"You would be," Jamal, Jericho's sprite snickered.
"Oh hush," Jericho batted the obnoxious imp from his shoulder. "You're more a filanderer than I am and you know it."
"Should I go check on them?" Anemone, Gairovald's sprite questioned.
Unlike the male sprites, or imps as they preferred to be called, who were always some shade of grey with exclusively black hair but brilliantly colored dragon-like wings, the female sprites, better known as pixies, ranged in all sort of colors, but had dull-insect like wings. His pixie, Anemone, was a soft coral pink with gauzy dragon-fly wings and burgandy hair. He found both her beauty and her intellegence was much higher than most of her peers.
"If you wish," Gairovald replied nonchalantly. She would likely go even if he told her not to based on the curiosity brimming from her eyes. However properly she tried to behave, Anemone was a sucker for drama.
He didn't mind, he was keenly vested in the struggle happening below them as well. This was not the first time dear, beloved Daniel had gotten himself into the most rediculously unimaginable mess, nor would it be the last. Fortunately, the unlucky guy had a good sense of humor, and could laugh right along with everyone else over the silliness of the situation. Its what Gairovald loved most about his friend.
"Get off of me!" the new girl exclaimed in a combination of frustration and panic as they struggled to pull themselves out of the remains of the custard filled chocolate cupcake.
"Sorry!" Daniel exclaimed.
He made a valient effort to move out of her way, but with every movement only seemed to impede her further. Just as it was begining to look like they had sorted themselves out, Daniel slipped and fell on his back, which effectively swept the feet right out from under the girl and caused her to land on him in a rather implicating manner. Her efforts to get back to her feet only made it worse.
"Wow, I'm jealous," Jericho commented as the girl squealed in embarassment. "Just think... a chocolate covered pussy plant... I'm going to have to try it now."
"Please, save the details for your bedroom adventures for your admirers," Gaspar made a face. "I don't understand what they see in you, your bedside manner leaves something to be desired."
"Says the virgin to the man of every woman's dreams," Gairovald teased.
"Hush, hush," Jamal put a finger to Jericho's lips. "They're talking again!"
"I'm so sorry!" Daniel was trying to apologize while dodging fistfulls of cupcake flung at him by the enraged girl. "It was an accident!"
"Pervert!" She cried. She was blushing so hard she was practically glowing.
"Hey, you're the one who fell on me!" Daniel defended himself. The comment earned him a slug to the shoulder that sent him sailing into another pile of cupcake.
Arms crossed over her chest and legs squeezed together beneath the altered remains of her roughspun militia tunic, the girl grabbed her sprite who seemed to have been in the process of trying to lecture Daniel and beat a hasty retreat up the stairs, past Gairovald and his friends, and up each of the corresponding sets. Fortunately for her, she wouldn't actually have to physically ascend the full extent of the tower. As long as she had a specific destination in mind, the tower would transport her to the level of her destination once she passed through the arch at the top of the staircase.
"Whatever happened to proving me wrong?" Gairovald questioned when Daniel finally got around to returning to the group. He looked like he'd seen a ghost.
"What?" Daniel looked at him in confusion. "Oh. Shut up!" He colored. "Anyway, did you guys see that?"
"Yes, I think everyone witnessed your spectacular swan-dive into the giant cream filled pastry," Gaspar responded. "And everything else that happened in that cupcake... Really Daniel, you have a girlfriend! For shame!"
"Not that!" Daniel protested. "And I didn't do anything! Nothing happened!"
"That's not what I saw," Jericho teased.
"What happened?"
Daniel froze upon hearing the voice of his girlfriend, Roxanne. All eyes turned as she approached, bright blue eyes wide with curiosity. Gairovald returned his gaze to his book as she slid her arm into Daniel's, heedless of the chocolatey mess he currently was, and kissed him on the cheek. He was undeniably happy for Daniel, but nevertheless, he couldn't rid himself of his own feelings for the young succubus girl.
"Nothing!" Daniel repeated, even more flustered. "It was nothing!"
"Doesn't look like nothing," Roxanne said as she tapped him on his nose then licked the chocolate that had come off from her finger. It was an innocent enough gesture, but as was natural for her race, everything Roxanne did came off as sensual. Too sensual.
"Daniel became intimately acquainted with one of the new students," Jericho snickered.
"Yep, he took 'up close and personal' to a whole new level," Gaspar agreed.
"Shut up!" Daniel hissed. Roxanne regarded them all with confusion. "Er... sorry, um... You see Roxane..."
"He got pussy planted," Gairovald stated flatly.
"Without me?" Roxanne pouted.
"Uh..." Daniel was practically a beacon at this point.
"It was an accident," Jericho added, taking pity.
"I'm sure it was," Roxanne, replied with a smile and planted another kiss on Daniel's cheek. "He's too sweet to deliberately cheat on his girlfriend... and too shy to solicit pussy shots in general. That said... I do have to admit I'm incredibly jealous."
"Uh..." Daniel didn't seem to know how to replied.
"I'm going to have to punish you, you know." Roxanne continued. "Accident or not, looking at any woman besides me is a huge no-no... especially if I don't get to look too!"
The three could only watch as Roxanne towed Daniel away up the stairs, probably to one of their rooms to clean up. There was complete silence until they had disappeared from view.
"So did anyone else see that sprite appear to Daniel?" Gaspar questioned.
"I thought I was imagining it," Jericho replied.
"How is that possible?" Gaspar wondered. "Not many sprites are capable of such a feat..."
"It was Bartholomew," Gairovald commented. This illiceted more stunned silence.
Of course, Gairovald had know it was the infamous imp since the moment he and his new contract, Del he believed she was called by her friend, had burst through the door. He wasn't going to say anything about it, but since the imp had appeared to everyone, he didn't need to worry about revealing his secret by sharing the information.
"The sprite who's contracts keep dying?" Jericho checked.
"The very same," Gairovald confirmed.
"How long do you think she'll last?" Gaspar questioned with some concern.
"Hey now," Jericho frowned. "It's not like he killed the kids. One committed suicide, the other got reckless and blew himself up when the complex spell he was trying to cast misfired. That's not his fault."
"It's said that he's a powerful sprite," Gaspar countered, "so powerful, in fact, that his contracts were driven mad by it! Weather or not he intentionally killed them, he was still partially responsible for their deaths!"
"She'll be just fine," Gairovald interrupted the arguement.
"What makes you so sure?" Gaspar turned to him with a frown.
"Unlike her predescessors, she has a lot of latent power of her own," Gairovald explained. "You could say they're on equal terms, though she lacks the experience or knowledge to effectively use her power at present. Additionally, based on the tunic she was enlisted. Probably worked border control at the boundary to Andromodus. She's a lot more discaplined and focused that the fools he picked before her."
"So, she wasn't afflicted by that high from a sudden influx of magical power..." Gaspar realized. "I see! Still, should we warn her?"
"Leave it be," Gairovald replied. "She'll find out soon enough."