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After getting distracted at games, and getting mad at the fun house, Miasma realized... she should really look for Molan again. She hadn't meant to... dash off like that, but she was just...

Ok, no, that wasn't an excuse. She only hoped he wasn't mad at her, and pulled out her eyephone to text him.

Watching the dance competition was quite a treat, for to see all the couples being so happy and free made the witch all sorts of gleeful. Everyone was enjoying themselves so much! The Student Council had worked so very hard and had really outdone themselves, something the witch was perfectly content to sigh dreamily over as the students danced themselves silly. The change in music was not immediately registered, not until the lights began to dim, at least not until the low volume of music was impossible to ignore. But it was the appearance of the Student Council that really set the scene and the witch quietly maneuvered closer to look up at them. They all looked so precious in their costumes, it was a shame she hadn't gotten a chance to tell Amrita, Aymet and Thackery how much she enjoyed them!
But now it was time for Prom Court! How vastly exciting!
With a shift on her parasol so that she could properly clap, Belladonna settled down in her spot to watch the proceedings. A quick chirp of vocal joy was her reply to West being voted King, for he would be the grumpiest king of all, resplendently angry in his crown. The image made the witch laugh to herself so that when her own named was called she was still mid-giggle.
"What." No wait, not a good response! A flush colored her face and the witch tried really hard to think of something else to say, but then a spotlight was on her and she was being ushered to the stage and oh look Hel was here too!
Mildly confused, but suddenly feeling very grateful (and a touch maudlin), the witch clambered up, doing her best to not wave at everybody she could see from here but had not yet had the opportunity to say hello to yet. All bright smiles once finally on stage, it was quite a temptation to scold Alexander when he indicated previous knowledge of this whole thing, but given that Belladonna first had to remove her smaller crown for another one, that was passed over. Now with two objects to hold, one had to go and the witch decided that even highwire ballerinas could turn into queens, so with a snap of one hand the object disappeared.

Next came the dance, of which Belladonna made a particular gesture at Mort to indicate that she would only be a few moments, before she turned and beelined straight up to West. With a rather large (and vaguely mischievous) grin on her face, the witch took his hand.
"You get first pick of the song. Do you want to pick, or should I choose for you, Sir King of the Grumpshire?" Yes that was his official name.
Without really waiting for a response, the witch pulled her dear friend onto the dance floor and dramatically pointed her scepter at Ren.
"Westy says he wants something peppy! About love! With a good beat!" She announced with a grin, bouncing around to flash her teeth happily at the demon. It was good to be Queen... Again. Just, for real this time...

"Is someone bothering you?"

Shik was the king of posting swooping in once he smelled trouble. Or Shaheen's yelling. It was, in fact, possible to smell that because of her horrible breath, he'd say if anyone asked.

The executioner was suddenly behind her, wings curled behind him, a brow raised either in amusement or confusion--Shik didn't emote very well.

Amarus' mind had glazed over, and it wasn't until Enzo already had to leave that she realized time had been passing at all. "Of course, thought held," she promised, as he wandered away. She really shouldn't have promised that; she couldn't even remember what his question had been, if she'd even heard it at all. She waved as he left, even if he didn't turn, because... well, she felt like it.

And later, when the music began to die down, and the student council was announcing the prom court, Amarus wolf-whistled for Mort, "Looking sharp, big brother!" she called out, amidst the din, even if he potentially couldn't hear her at all. Amarus listened to the first two winners, clapping her hands gently and dutifully for West and for Jove; she remembered Jove, in passing.

For a moment, she thought she had accidentally dosed herself and was hallucinating. No, that was definitely her own name. Amarus couldn't believe it. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to do, except, well, enjoy the spotlight and then head onto the stage. Alex was holding a crown, and she was only wearing her bells in her hair, so she accepted the prize and wore it with both surprise and joy. Did this really mean she was changing?

Everything was different. It was her first time interacting with Alex, and she took the opportunity to whisper, "Good fight, I hope you are settling into your role well," referring to their competition for PR.

Hel was called for Jester, and Riley for Senior; who didn't know Riley? And Amarus recognized Hel's name from before. "You certainly stir up trouble enough, Hel, does that count as humour in this place?" she asked the ghoul, smiling.

To Jove, who she apparently owed a dance, she said: "I think I met you, didn't I? But you were... younger? You seemed younger." Amarus tilted her head, the white cloth ribbons slipping down, curls bouncing. She smiled at him, and held out one hand.

Maple found herself back at the main tent, the hub of central activity at prom (from what she could gather anyways). It at least had refreshments and a place to linger, even if she had managed to get herself noticed and pulled into a dance competition not so long ago.

But still. There seemed to be another sort of dance going on, from what the young witch could gather as she she observed the dance floor. Some seemed to be wearing tiaras and had special designation. Oh, had she missed the announcement of the court? Not a lot of creeple that she recognized first hand in the group, some that seemed a little familiar though.

They all looked nice though.

meegane

letting you know Maple is here xD

Steffani had been having fun but logically, there was no way they'd beat out some of the couples. Still, it was fun enough to try. When they were tapped by the reaper, Steffani grinned and nodded her agreement, laughing. "Worth a shot," She shrugged, stepping to the side. She looked to Xavier as they stepped back, smiling.

"Yeah, definitely." She nodded, grinning, and offered her hand to the demon. In all honesty, it was to pull him out. She wanted to win at least two prizes before it was all over!

[Exiting to games! 8U]