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She... she wanted to dance with him? Or for him to watch her dance? Oh Hell's Bells... But... the song was catchy, and he bounced a bit nervously to the rhythm of the music, smiling meekly as he stepped after her. She made it look so easy, even unacquainted with her properly oriented limbs.

It almost reminded him of that movie Shehk had shown him once... but the beautiful dancing gypsy had gone for the knight in shining armor over the hunchback. He decided to block that from his mind, and smile hopefully all the same.

Alas, it seemed that Etzer was saved for now. Aside from getting a look from his brother that told him he'd hear about it later. Definitely. There would be conversations, and new rules about using others phones.

Once he found out what exactly Etzer did anyway. He assumed there'd be some other message? Sadly, phones didn't actually keep a backlog incase you deleted something you wanted. So... what was lost was lost. Though Miasma's comment about him reflecting? She merely got a look that said he didn't think it would do much good. Not that he was going to particularly argue, she was in a foul enough mood. Something fun would probably do her some good. "I suppose that's fine."

He'd yell at Etzer after prom. Properly. Like only an older brother could. You know... once he knew what exactly he was yelling at him for? Either way, for now he merely followed as he was drug off without much of a choice to the matter.

[EXIT]

Junko, not at all upset or surprised she hadn't won the dance contest, had still been dancing happily with her friend until someone suddenly grabbed her hand and tugged her away from Amphi. She squeaked, flailed, stumbled and finally caught herself with a hand on something very soft.

...

OH GEEZE!

Blushing and trying to step back away from Hel, Junko brought her hand back away from the Valkyrie's breast like she'd been burned. The attempt to get away failed miserably as she fumbled around to keep up with Hel's waltz, desperately trying not to step on Hel's toes. "Uh, hi..I...wh-what are you.." She managed to catch up with Hel though her footwork was still pretty awful. This ghoul was most definitely not a dancer. "Okay?! I worked very hard on this!" The nerve!

Where was Amphi? Save me!

Hel stared down at the hand on her breast with a raised brow.

She then stared at Junko.

She then leaned in and batted her lashes. “Oh my~” She purred. “So forward. Please be gentle with me, Junko, for I am a delicate ******** flower.” She then leaned back and laughed…because she knew it wasn’t true. In fact, she was pretty sure Mac would be rolling his eyes right now, even though he was no where nearby because she said those words. “Ha! No need to get so touchy! Take it as a compliment! I did not say anything negative.” Honestly, Hel didn’t care if Junko kept up or stepped on her toes…that’s why she wore boots, and she continued to twirl the ghoul around on the dance floor.

“Hope you are enjoying prom, Cream puff.” She continued.

Junko rolled her eyes and grumbled something along the lines of 'gentle my a**' under her breath. The bruise she'd had to cover up before this spoke otherwise. "I am enjoying prom," Junko answered a bit distractedly as she tried very hard not to step on Hel. She did step on her boots and she winced with guilt. Crap! Craaaaap! "I'm just not very good at..dancing...do we have to do this so quickly? I keep stepping on you.."

She sighed. "And are you enjoying it? I noticed you wore something different earlier." Why had Hel decided to dance with her? This was weird.

Amphi was very upset when Junko was taken away Hel, Her cheek just puffing out a little before she found the long haired ghoul and stole her away from Hel.

Her face said, My date Hel.

Find your own pretty friend to dance with!!

There would normally have been a squeal for Hel and her Epic Dance Move, but Belladonna was too busy glittering intensely at the Reaper to do much squealing. Where had that been at the beginning?! Oh right, Pg-13... Jackdamn...
Still, the witch laughed and waved her friend off, blowing her a kiss as she pulled the little doll into a waltz for a few beats before it flitted off over to the unknown pink ghoul. Belladonna grinned all the wider as she swirled over too, curtseying and waving her sceptor at the ghoul.
"Good evening and happy prom! What a gorgeous dress you are wearing, I adore that shade of pink! Tell me you are having a glorious time~" The witch enthused, one hand taking one arm of the doll as she offered the other to Lottie.
Look, if Mort was going to continue creeping in the corners, then Belladonna was making new friends ok. Ok good.

Except the witch was terribly mistaken as a hand fell on her shoulder and she dropped both the hand on the doll and the offer of a dance to the other witch. A noise of surprise escaped her as she turned to him, the little "o" shape of her mouth quickly morphing into a bright smile.
"Oh! Sir Secretary can always cut in. I am a Queen, after all." Belladonna momentarily turned back to the pink ghoul, giving her an apologetic smile. "Do forgive me. We shall dance afterwards, and if not, come by room and tell me where you got that gorgeous dress. Top floor, door with the pink lace and stars. Can't miss it." With a wink to the other witch Belladonna whirled back to her boilfriend, grabbing him up in the position for a waltz regardless of whether the music dictated such.
"Do you think the court will talk if they see the Queen dancing as such?" She asked him in as serious a voice as she could muster at the moment, which wasn't much, really.