Happy spooky month!!!! I wanted to get SOMETHING out for today ;o;/

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"So, let me get this straight…you're here to exorcize us?" With her arm around Marvin, Peeka scrutinized the Nubian donkey standing before them.

"Yes, ma'am." He adjusted his Roman collar and cleared his throat. "Now, if you'd be so kind…" The clergyman produced an ornate black and red Bible with golden accents from behind his back and cracked it open.

"Wait a minute, honey. Malakai, was it?"

The gray equine nodded.

Marvin pushed his glasses up his long snout. "You're probably going to need the entirety of the Vatican to banish us. Not to mention, we're ghosts, not demons…"

"That does not dismiss the fact that you are a nuisance to this city. I will succeed in exorcizing your presence from this structure. Ghost stories are what draws good folk to this dark and dangerous place, and I plan to put a stop to your siren song."

"Aww, I'm flattered, cutie! But you won't silence me."

Marvin took her outstretched paw as their slime bodies began to combine. "We'll show you why you can't take us down." He hissed.

As the slime beasts grew extra limbs and tails, Malakai calmly looked down to his Bible and began to read. "In nómine Pátris, et Fílii, et Spirítus Sancti-"

The amalgamation of slime rushed forward and enveloped the donkey, obscuring his vision in a blur of orange and green.

When he could open his eyes again, Malakai was standing at the bottom of an enormous vat, his hooves scraping at the metal structure.

"Release me, spirits!" Malakai shouted up at the slimes peering over the lip of the vat.

“No can do, sweetheart.” Peeka sneered down at him. “Marvin?”

“Let’s do it.”

As Malakai watched, the slime creatures began to drip slime down into the vat from above. The container quickly began to fill up, rising up to his hooves, his tail, and soon, his shoulders.

As the colorful sweet slime rose to his chin, Malakai had to make a decision. He couldn't swim in the thick liquid, and he wouldn't let himself sink…

I must eat!