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Last dance, huh? Gabby actually felt like he'd managed to pull Efflo out on the dance floor way more than he'd expected to. Maybe it was his charm, unstoppable to the last. But he still pushed further, grabbing Efflo around the waist and tugging him childishly. "One more. Let's go, hot stuff. At least it's a slow one, this time."

If Nergui had never said the words allowed before, then she was a poor cousin indeed.

An amused little smile had lit upon the mare's face, and she reached up to pinch Bastion's chin, using that hold to give his head a little shake before she leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She saw that tiny cower, Bas.

"I will assume then that she is having a good time, and since you seem in good spirits, I will also assume the evening has gone well for the two of you together." Her head tilted, braid sliding along her shoulder. "I look forward to meeting her." In a remarkably short time Sophie had managed to pull her dear cousin out of his self deprecating ways. Student or not, Nergui appreciated what the filly had done.

At Soren's sage words of advice, Nergui nodded, looking back and up at the tall stallion before turning and sliding in against his side once again. Dark palm resting on his hip. "Wise words," she mused, and her smile slipped into something distinctly devious.

"We shall speak later, Cousin. Yes?" It was a promise to sit down and share their experiences of the evening. "For now, I'd like to share the last dance with Soren."

It was perhaps a little selfish, but Soren had made it clear to her throughout the whole of the evening that this night was all about her. Could anyone blame a mare for being just a touch spoiled after all that.




And Soren's abs were just dandy, Lan. Just. Dandy.

Efflo was placated at the moment, by warm fuzzies that he’d never felt before. Not only did he have friends, but also he had a boilfriend whom, who despite it all, he loved very much. The music playing was soft, and the singer’s voice low, the gentle melody pleasing to the boil’s velvety ears.

He allowed Gabby to pull him back to the dance floor, ignoring his comment and wrapping his arms around the dragon, leaning against him. Now that the end was near, and Gabby was close, prom suddenly didn't seem so terrible after all.

Of course, he'd never admit it.

"Thank you so much, gentleman." He gave the Igor another sweet smile. Maple seemed to have a great time dancing with him, at least he should express his gratitude for the boil to bring some good moments for the witch. On the other hand, he wondered if he could do a good dance comparable to him. He was a bit nervous, he loves dancing but never get a partner to dance with before.

Taking the witch's hand, he first bowed to give it a kiss. Then, he held one in his hand while slowly wrapped around the witch with his other one. They were ready to dance. A slow dance was good to both, they moved slowly with the lovely soft song. It was the only dance and the last dance of the Prom, but he enjoyed it much. From appearance, it could only tell it was two ghouls indulged with the music, nothing else. With a good mood, the black sparkly make-up on his face shimmered in the dim light, same as the gems on his dress.

"Hey. Do you enjoy tonight?" Since they were close, the question was much like a sweet close-to-ear whisper of lovers.

Sophie jumped a little when he grabbed her but she relaxed a little when she realised who in fact was holding her. She turned her body to face him and her arms came around him as she embraced him; head resting against his chest. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I've been a terrible date." Her arms came down to her sides and she took his hand before grinning. "Is that so?" She teased in return, squeezing his hand a little. "Who am I to refuse?"

Quickly, she guided them through the crowd and then paused just before the dance floor. She looked paler than normal and she turned to Bastion and gave a pathetic half smile. "I have a confession," she started. "I've never really dance."

Still not used to hand kissing, and her face shot up to red levels on the spot. Why couldn't she get used to it. Not to mention. The song. The witch was glad it was a slow one, again, the better of the ones she knew of so it was easy to fall into place with AJ as she had with Christof. Less worry of stabbing times though.

Why was he so close though? Really, her face had been red enough, hadn't it? "Aa," she stammered to regain her composure, "y-yes, I r-really d-did ac-actually." Even with the random events of being pulled into things by complete strangers. Disaster hadn't struck. Well, she had been eaten, so maybe that was the only horrible event of the night.

Hopefully she didn't jinx it.

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Despite being led forward, Bastion had to stop when Sophie admonished her abilities as a date. He quickly moved to catch up, when she stopped at the dance floor. He didn't seem worried about her confession.

"Sophie." He murmured, his voice very serious. "First of all, you are a wonderful date. I have enjoyed this night immensely, with you." He pursed his lips, and smiled. "And secondly, I'm very honored to be your first. You have nothing to be worried about. It's all in the lead."

He put his arms around her waist, and picked her up, just enough to set her back down on the dance floor itself. Then he settled his hands where they belonged for a dance, and lifted his chin slightly.

"Are you ready?"