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Hannah Spontana had (surprisngly) made Mikey cringe, but a song was a song!

But the next song he knew, and had practiced well, and he ripped into it with his fellow band mates, fingers gliding over his bony guitar while a grind of his hips punctuated the chorus.

Aw yeah, he thought, tossing a cheeky wink to their audience, this was gonna be a fun night.

Angeline was all laughs and smiles as she was brought into the tent, fully unaware of how she looked. Kind of. She had a vague idea that she partially matched Terra, a parasol over her shoulder as the music seemed to echo off of the tent walls, making it sound even louder than it already was.

The ghoul grinned as she mentally took in the description that Terra gave her, squeezing the other reaper's hand tightly.

"It sounds like a good time! Glad we're going together." Angeline grinned widely. "And yes please! I will never turn down free food."

Her and everybody else, probably.

Terra led the way through the crowd, heading for the food table to make herself a plate. "It looks delicious," she said, absently moving with the music. "Nahm has a very good voice," she commented before starting to list what food was in front of them. She made two plates, one for each of them.

"They have tables! Do you want to sit to eat?" she asked. "Ohhh, I think they have crayons on the tables!"

Crayons. At a high school prom.

Terra was so HAPPY!

Erebus had no idea he was going to prom.

Sure, he knew that prom was coming up; the posters were plastered everywhere and it was hard not to notice them as he made his way to and from the library. Lady had even brought back one poster and settled it down at his feet, gazing at him expectantly.

"I'm not... really a party person." He told her with a grimace and a shrug. The orange bakekitsune stared at him for a moment before walking away with a huff, her tails pointed upwards in disdain. Lady had sulked for a few days after that, but Erebus didn't quite know how to explain to her why he didn't really want to go. The last time he had been at prom, he had just been standing awkwardly against the wall. Plus, he hadn't had a date. Thack had probably gotten one.

..........Tomoko had already probably gotten one.

So he had sighed and buried his nose back into his books, forgetting entirely about prom.

That was, until, someone burst into his room.

Erebus had no idea what was going on as his younger brother skipped around him, all while blabbering on about how he had to be quick so he could make it to prom on time. He was hastily dressed; Thack crammed something onto his head and momentarily blocked his vision... and was that jangles he was hearing? "Thack, what..." He spluttered, wobbling on his feet, but was cut off as he was shoved backwards into his chair.

"Done!" Thackery clapped, beaming down at him. "You need to get to prom now! Can't make her wait, after all!"

"Wait, wha--" Erebus had many questions. Firstly, what in the world was he wearing?! He didn't exactly have a shirt on, oh Jack-- and he reached out to grab one but Thack frowned at him and dragged him out of the door. Secondly, he was going to prom? Make who wait?

"Have fun!" Thack chirped in his ear before scampering off, giving no explanation at all. Erebus felt like a lost puppy, staring wide eyed and confused at all the ghouls and boils around him. He really hadn't been kidding when he told Lady that he wasn't good at social events, and all he could do was to grab his cloak and hastily wrap it around his bare chest.

........Who was the her Thack was talking about?

Maple squeaked a little when a booming voice suddenly appeared on the stage; there had been that stage all along, of course someone would use it but she hadn't expected it so soon. The witch's attention turned as well, following AJ's as he watched the band intently gather. Did her date know them? He seemed amused by their actions.

His selected song though. Was he trying to tell her something, or did he really like that kind of music; she actually didn't prefer it herself. "D-did B-BLP-p n-not s-stand f-for something originally?" The witch asked him, finding herself swaying to the music unintentionally.

For an appropriately polite amount of time the witch waited for Alexander to reply, pink eyes bright as she smiled at him. When he opened his mouth but nothing came out, Belladonna blinked quite fervently as though the power of her perfectly curled eyelashes could restore his powers of speech. When they did not a very audible gasp escaped her that she attempted to cover up with one black gloved hand.
"You really can't talk! Oh my stars and garters! Whatever will you do all night? Aren't you on security? How will you tell people not to linger in dark corners? What about if you have to break up a fight? How can you tell them off?" Of course there were a litany of questions to be asked that could not be answered without verbal communication and that seemed impossible at the moment, or for the rest of the night, it seemed.
And the idea of being rendered unable to speak was a total travesty to the witch, as evidenced by the fact that she now began to pick at the handle of her parasol. How was she to talk with him? Or ask where Mort had gotten off to? Or--

A voice spoke up near them and the witch turned to see Yin, whereupon a bright smile lit up her face.
"Yin! It is so good to see you! Happy prom! You look dashing by the way, black is a fantastic color for you--" Another gasp escaped her as her eyes widened and tennis balled between Alexander and Yin. "But Alexander! How are you to speak to Yin? The whole night without complimenting his outfit or asking him for a dance?" Unaware that she sounded vaguely guilt trippy, the witch only gave an expectant look to Alexander.
Speaking of looks, the feeling that someone was watching her made Belladonna turn her gaze around to find a familiar face focused on her. After a moment of consideration, the face made sense. Oh! It was that boil from the trip to save Jericho who had not only disobeyed orders, but had also sassed back. The witch detached one hand from her parasol to give AJ a very specific look.

"Not so bad, right? They tried, I can see." The gorgeous lady were clapping in satisfaction for the band's hard work. "Do you find the song meaningful?" He raised a question, it wasn't his taste either, but when Roch said challenge, this came into mind, he would notice the band was having some awkward moments.

He giggled at Maple's doubt. "I don't know either, it can be anything. What do you think it possibly be?"

The smile went away when he saw what the busty lady did. What does that mean? She was judging him? Come on. He didn't forget who didn't give any direction when other teams yelled for help, best time won't wait. He shrugged at the lady. He always wanted to be a gentleman, but no way to treat a unreasonable lady that nice. Sometimes, creeple just don't get along. He left out a long sigh.

Andrew's hand was very very warm, thankfully not to the point of igniting her own or anything. And thankfully after a few moments of contact, her natural ability kicked in to cool it down and regulate (if she kept it up, it would probably be going into over drive really). Something Olivia had expected to happen, knowing at least as much as she did and the risk. But it was a risk, but they were at Prom and a fun event and his flame was safely behind a glass ball which was why she took the chance. And she was happy, getting to hold the hand of a friend which she couldn't normally (unless they were in the human world or something, even then it was sometimes iffy).

Olivia's head continued to turn about as Andrew lead them around, her eyes catching the sight of a few that she knew and everyone's amazing attire for the evening. Many having gone with the theme of the evening (which she learned about as she went to accessorize her dress), while others simply looked elegant. It was lovely, she was enjoying herself already. And now they were at a food table. She was unfamiliar with most of the fancy choices, aside from the desserts and the drinks so she took a moment to stare at them all. And stared. And stared. And then reached out for a serving of the purple fries, because they looked very interesting and she had never had any before, "have you had these before?" She asked, holding the plate up to Andrew.

And then there was a loud sound, coming from the stage. And introduction and the band. "Oh, a band."

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bah, lame tag sorry ~ leaving in a few