Regulars? Oh, like Briony was a regular and she, Bubbles, was a switch up. "We should all at least come see," Bubbles decided with a nod of her head. That maybe the 'pastor' was having an affect on her didn't cross her mind, it just seemed like a really good idea to her that all the demons come and see what it was like to have a church run by one of their own. Just the idea was still enough to get a quiet giggle out of her. "Recognize any of them? You're a regular so you should know if they come." Like picking out who was the new girl at school because she just didn't look like she fit. Technically that had been Bubbles, but no one had really bothered her more than once. They never did. She didn't let them. That even included the so-called big kids because they were still younger than her favorite outfit.
"That's the best sort of scream." Well. No. "Second. My favorite is when they make that scream and then their throat gets torn out by something you wouldn't think would do it. Like a squirrel. Ever seen a bloody squirrel playing with the tendons in the neck?" Bubbles smile was actually radiant and she bounced a little in her seat. "Oohhhh, get out of school for it or are you going after?" Bubbles had been to so many of them and she'd liked the ones in the earlier decades better. They talked more and had methods that she could turn around on them. She just wished that she'd been around in the times of the really good tortures so that she could've used those things they had. Maybe Elise still has some of them, she'd kinda old... "And do you get her room now? Two rooms are better than one and you can stick up all the newspaper clippings about it and the other stuff on the walls there. Like a memorial." That wasn't any such thing, but sometimes parents wanted to believe that sort of thing. "Is he telling the story wrong on purpose?"