Nameless Ghoul

Supply Run

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The special pancakes turned out to be regular pancakes, but Sunshine drowned them in melted chocolate and whipped cream. She laughed as she placed the plate in front of him. His eyes lit up with hunger, and the two of them heartily tucked in. In no time at all, Itzal had eaten two more helpings. He sat back and groaned, stomach aching from the amount of food he'd just consumed. 

He couldn’t remember a time when he'd eaten that much before, and told Sunshine as much.

“You need to get some practice in, Itzal. It’s Yule. Feasting is compulsory,” she teased.

He laughed and groaned again, thinking how different this Yule would be from the previous ones he'd experienced.

Santos had celebrated with his congregation. Feasts and festivals and orgies, but Itzal hadn't taken part in the feasting.

The preacher made sure to put him on guard duty instead, or would send him to carry out errands he couldn't do whilst the congregation was around. Of course, Itzal was required at the festivals for rituals, and Santos used him for the orgies. He'd have gladly skipped out on all of it.

But this year? Itzal would be with his newly found friends at the Clergy.

He'd heard people joke about putting on weight over the festive season, but when he thought about it, he supposed he could use to gain a few pounds. He wasn’t exactly skinny, but compared to other ghouls, and even his younger days, he was much thinner.

It didn’t worry him either way, but the healthier he was, the easier he would find the work he did for Secondo when the time came.

The two of them cleaned up the kitchen, and Sunshine grabbed Itzal's hand. She looked apprehensive, and he wondered what was wrong.

“So, I was thinking. There are going to be a lot of parties and things over the next few days. The stuff I raided from the other ghouls' closets for you is fine, but wouldn’t you like to have some things of your own now?”

He frowned. Material things didn’t mean a lot to Itzal. He'd never had much to call his own, other than a few outfits and his books. “I was thinking we could go into town for a while and buy some essentials. Some new clothes and some stuff for your room?”

Itzal felt a spike of anxiety when he thought about leaving the Abbey for what would be the first time since he'd arrived there. So much had happened within these walls. What was beyond them had been something to avoid.

Now that Santos was gone, he guessed the congregation would probably be scattering in a panic. Secondo said he would send some ghouls to check on the situation. Santos had been the glue that held them together. He'd held all the power, so without him, there was no church.

Itzal hoped that would be the case, at least. Sunshine noticed his apprehension.

“We can be quick. We don’t need to go far. I’m sure Omega will drive us? We can be there and back before lunch,” she said with a shrug.

Itzal supposed he'd already conquered one fear today by changing into his shadow form. With Omega there, they'd have backup if anything happened. He took a deep breath and nodded.