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He was stubborn. Efflo savored this kiss, the narrowed his eyes, catching Gabby's lower lip in an affectionate n** before the boil could pull away.

"I'm not eating you though," he murmured. "At least... Not like that."

Efflo smiled cheekily at Gabby, as he tugged his pants a little higher onto his hips. The belt definitely helped, this time when he let go, they didn't slide so far back down. He even looked somewhat presentable, at least, the bottom half of him did. His shirt was now untucked, though still horribly buttoned. Efflo grimaced at it and gave a little sigh, then looked up at Gabby.

"I don't know how you do all this clothes stuff. I'd sooner just go to prom naked."

But having Gabby dress him, soothing though it was to the dragon, had reminded Efflo of other things. Truth was, he was actually a little nervous about the whole idea of prom. Well, more like a lot nervous. There were going to be a lot of people and a lot of things going on, and Efflo wasn't exactly the crowd type. He knew Gabby wasn't necessarily a creeple person either, but he was so confident, so cool. His suit was perfectly pressed, and it fit him like a glove. He looked stunning, and Efflo wondered on in Halloween he'd managed to land such a handsome boil, when he couldn't even manage to get dressed.

He pulled away a little bit, focusing on unbuttoning his shirt and trying to straighten it out instead of giving into his worries.

Efflo's jitters, on the other hoof, thought that not making it to prom and just spending the night with Gabby didn't sound so bad at all. He really did want to go, but now that the night was here and looming, his mind was galloping a mile a minute. Much like his clothes had been, he was a bit of a hot mess.

Gabby's turn of phrase had him blushing too, but unlike the dragon, he spoke up, giving the boil a very direct look.

"Don't you have to be behind me for that?"

Efflo was totally blame, and he knew it.

But he hadn't counted on Gabby still wanting to go to prom afterward, and as he rolled over in the straw, the butterflies returned to his stomach.

"I don't think you tried very hard, you know."

Efflo stared, silently listening to Gabby's orders. Then he promptly ignored them, and buried himself beneath the straw.

"Don't wanna," came the muffled reply.

"Noooo," he whined, clutching fistfuls of straw in his hand. But it was no use, and he knew it and stood in front of Gabby, hay sticking out of his hair and looking even more disheveled than before.

"No," Efflo said again, quietly, "It's not that... I want to go! It's just... What if something goes wrong? What if I'm not a good date? I can't even get dressed right! I'm not... good at this."

He threw the straw still in his hand on the ground, glaring at it suddenly. Gabby already made this night unforgettable, but it still wasn't enough to distract the sullen pony from his thoughts.

"Oww," he whimpered, rubbing his head. Still, he scooted closer to Gabby, crawling on and snuggling against him, just for a moment before they had to actually get ready and go.

"I love you too. You'll protect me..." he said softly, saying the last thought out loud to assure himself more than anything else. Dating Gabby didn't worry him, he didn't doubt the dragon's feelings for him, because his won in return were the same. Nothing Gabby could do would make him leave. But there were so many elements out of their control, and relationship aside, crowds still made him uneasy. But Gabby loved him, and would protect him, and everything would be fine. Efflo breathed a heavy sigh, relaxing a little as he leaned into the boil.

"Okay," he huffed, nuzzling Gabby's cheek. "We can go."

This time he listened, and Efflo found his clothes neatly folded as well, though he certainly hadn't been the one to do it. He hastily pulled on his pants and socks, not even remotely as worried about creases as Gabby was. And, as he glanced over at the boil, Efflo wondered what Gabby was even talking about. His clothes, as always, looked perfect.

Efflo had managed to better dress himself this time, after all, now there really wasn't time for any screw ups. Still, his shirt was a little rumpled beneath his vest, his tie a little crooked, and a few rogue strands of hay still stuck out at odd angles from his hair.

He smiled at Gabby anyway, pulling on his jacket. "Ta-da!"

Efflo blew out a sigh, he thought he'd done a pretty good job, considering the circumstances. But he let Gabby neaten him up without complaint, wondering vaguely how Gabby managed to look pristine even with his shirt undone.

"You don't, and they won't know," he argued softly, pulling a stalk of hay back from Gabby's hand. He brought it to his mouth, champing on it nervously. "You look as good as always, and well, this is just how I usually look. Nothing out of the ordinary..."