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It was common knowledge amongst the ghouls of the ministry that Cowbell loved playing in water. Puddles, streams, you name it, the skrunkly ghoul is in it. They would often go missing for hours at a time, only to return soaking wet, chittering and signing rapidly about their latest “adventure”.
Much to the others’ bemusement and horror, this often involved splashing around in questionable bodies of water. Despite their frequent shenanigans, Cowbell was loved by their whole pack. However, when it came to wrangling a sopping wet multi ghoul, who may or may not have been playing in gross water, only one ghoul took responsibility for the little gremlin.
After one of Cowbells turns in the mud, Mountain would often be seen carrying Cowbell on his back, half-heartedly lecturing them, “Baby love, you really shouldn’t fuck around in random puddles. You’re gonna catch some human disease.”
Cowbell would respond with an indignant chirp before nuzzling into the earth ghouls neck, purring contentedly.
The band was reaching the end of their tour. They were on their last mini break before the final few shows. Usually on their days off, the ghouls could be found napping, practicing, or fucking. The pack was not doing any of that today. The heat had reached record highs in the area, reminding the ghouls of the pit. The slightest suggestion of any amorous activity was met with an unhappy growl.
Cowbell was sitting restless in their tiny nest under the kitchenette table panting from the heat when a high pitched whine filled the tour bus.
Dewdrop flopped onto the sofa between Zephyr and Aether sighing dramatically, “I hope the ministry is ready to summon a new water ghoul after I shrivel up and die from this heat.”
Aether, reached over to the little water ghoul pushing Dew’s sweaty locks off his forehead.
Mountain raised his head from mindlessly scrolling on his phone, “We could go to a beach or something. I’m sure there’s one close.”
Cowbell squealed in excitement, launching themselves into Mountain lap, making the earth ghoul laugh.
After a quick Google search, the pack was off to the beach.
The tour bus had barely stopped when Cowbell launched themself off the bus towards the water, closely followed by Dewdrop.
Dewdrop gracefully dove into the waves while Cowbell absolutely barreled down the beach, prompting scaring the shit out of a flock of gulls before smashing into the waves.
Less chaotically, the rest of the pack followed the two smaller ghouls to the beach. Dewdrop and Cowbell spent most of the afternoon in the water, sometimes accompanied by Aether and Mountain. Ifrit spent his afternoon sunning himself on a rock. Zephyr could be found wandering up and down the shoreline collecting interesting shells and bones for his collection.
The sun began to set and the ghouls made their way back to the tour bus, exhausted after an afternoon in the sun. The only two ghouls remaining on the beach were Cowbell and Mountain.
“Okay, love. One more time, then we gotta get back to the bus.”
Cowbell sighed sadly before promptly launching themselves at Mountain. Mountain easily caught the multi ghoul, throwing them into the waves.
Mountain began walking back to the bus, unphased by the tiny ghoul jumping on their back, only now exhausted from playing all afternoon.
“Did you have fun, Bluebell?”
Cowbell replied to the question by giving Mountain seemingly endless tiny kisses all along his neck, shoulders, and back, followed by a big kiss on his cheek.
“Me too, darling.”