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All the way down she laughed, infected with such a silly thing that she simply couldn't stop. When a hand was offered, the witch gladly took it and bounced back to her feet.
"Thank you lovely!" She told Alice with a wide smile and a curtsey before she made her way off the dance floor. A hand waved at Sal, but the real objective was to make it to the bench. Still a bit giggly Belladonna collapsed next to Mort, one finger poking him in the chest.
"You really have been practicing! That was marvelous!" Nevermind her own terrible dancing, his had been splendid!
"I think this is the perfect way to end Fright Night."

It was so on, fire chick.

Sal didn't know what he was doing, but he did it all the way over towards Mort, Bella and the Bench. Hopefully, Alex followed.

"This has been the most fun I have had since...well, a very long time!" He cheered, taking a seat on the floor to let the scarelings have the seats. Gadgets, do-hickeys, new clothes and a bunch of little tokens? The last few days had been fantastic, and he wouldn't trade them for the world. "Thank you scarelings, for a very memorable experience." Little and inexperienced they might be, they did know how to throw a party.

Fire girl please.

Mort left Alex alone on the dance floor, and for a moment, he might have given the other boil the biggest puppy dog eyes ever.

Until her remembered he only had one eye so that really probably didn't work half as well as it should have. Damn.

Oh well, he could totally continue to dance by himself. There was no shame in that because it wasn't student sex.

"Sal!" Alex greeted the sage happily when he approached, grinning from ear to ear. This was indeed the best way to end the festivities, surrounded by good friends, doing one of his favorite things.

"Ha, can't keep up with us young folk I suppose?" He offered a wink...which then he realized would just look like a blink because again, ONE EYE. Jack damnit this really sucked.

"Ya, okay. Let's go old man." He danced/followed Sal away from the dance floor and towards his friends.

Oh my. A dance-off? After having danced for a while here, she knew what dancing was after a while, but now a dance off means a competition, right? She decided that it would be best to get off the dance floor. She didn't want to get hurt.

As she got of the dance floor, she saw everyone sitting on a bench. There weren't anymore seats, at least it didn't appear that way. In a good manner, she just walked over, and seated herself on the floor, not too close but not too far to not hear the conversation that was going on.

He did have a point on that. Fright Night was a blast, even for those who had never been to it before. She smiled, just sitting, trying to breath in slowly after all the dancing.

Mort totally felt that puppy eye on his back, Alex. He was sorry, man, he was just so tired. D: And things kept wanting to eat his hands. And booth handling. And mother, dear Jack.

You still had their dances together, zombro. You still had those memories.

"Mrrr, said I had," he said to Belladonna, too tired to poke back but managing a big grin. He actually kenw a better way to end Fright Night and was just leaning in to prove it, but Sal approached and Mr. Self-Conscious jerked back before contact was made. "Sal d-danced best've us four! M'glad you came, sir, wouldn'tve been as much fun. Enjoyed suit?"

Mort lolled his head towards Alex and raised his hand lazily to fist bump the other zombie, feeling like if he sat on the bench too logn he was going to get glued to it. "You guys ready to take down booths after this?"

And the fire ghoul had dragged him by the arm in a dance war. It was on.


Cant read this poker face can you all?

Kiln was thinking about pudding, obviously. He needed a snack, instead he got a token from the nice boil at the booth. He really needed to pokerface more often to get free stuff. Kiln knew the others from home would be jealous.

OwO "..."