trusthell | Paper Faces on Parade

[ Okay, so, assuming everyone got a crossword and an invite on Tuesday, one would assume that pretty much everyone knows that Misa's planning something. A sign on the door of the music room will indicate as much, a nice big "KEEP OUT PLEASE ♥" to make sure everything's set up just right before the festivities start. The tables are set up just right for snacks and all, the stage is set, the room is even decorated with hand-made streamers and lots of bright ribbons from the art room! When Misa goes hard, she goes hard, apparently. The floor isn't exactly a dance floor, but it should be nice enough that people can dance if they want to, and though she had a really hard time pushing everything around to make the perfect amount of space, it looks like it's about as good as it's going to get.

The guests'll be happy to know there aren't any penalty snacks this time around; nothing set out on the table looks gross or horribly out of place like at Truth or Dare. Everything looks pretty cute, actually; between the desserts and the actual cocktails set out, she and Aqua kind of outdid themselves in terms of meal planning. As for the host herself, she'll obviously be running around too, making sure everything's going okay; one would think that between prepping the food and the party itself, she wouldn't have much time to get herself all dolled up, but a model always has to look her best! And Misa certainly isn't giving anything less than 110 percent, between her short black dress and her ma-- jesus Misa save some glitter for everyone else

In any case, the party is definitely intended to be a late-night affair! And all are welcome, so feel free to come in and dance the night away! Misa even has a bunch of masks in different colors made for people who didn't have time to make one themselves, so don't be shy to grab one and have fun! ]

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Absolutely. We're friends, aren't we?

[He even does a little bow.]

...Right we are.

[He mimics the bow. It's a fair bit larger then his, because... Speedwagon.]

Bit of a warning: I can't claim to be a good dancer.

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Not to worry. Yosuke's stepped on my toes a few times today, so I've built up a resistance.

Do you want to lead, or should I?

[...He. He's quite a bit heavier then Yosuke, Cherryblod. You are fully allowed to be mad with him if things go south.]

...Well, you're the one that asked me to dance. I suppose you should do the honors?

[Well I mean he was fully prepared for Mettaton stepping on him, and Speedwagon's lighter than an actual robot, so...?]

Wonderful.

[Just gonna lead him onto the dance floor, then.]

[Your feet must be filled with determination, Cherry.

And seeing as they're already heading out there....eeeh. He can't really complain, can he? Just be prepared for his C-Rank dancing skills.]

So, you know how to dance then?

I could waltz the pants off anyone in this room.

I wouldn't doubt it.

[And... whenever Cherryblod is ready, Speedwagon will follow his lead wherever he goes.]

Couple of extra years of experience and no one stands a chance.

Couple hundred, more like.

[Alright then, he'll just get them into position and... there they go.]

That's a sight more then my own. [Which is why he's letting cherry lead. everything works out.

aaaand they're off. Looks like Speedwagon's doing well enough on his own. nice.]

Nothing special, see? Not like the professional type dancers, now there's a sight.

Oh, I'm no professional. Just a hobbyist who's had a long time to learn, that's all. But you're not doing too badly.

[No feet have been stepped on!]

You say I'm not?

[Well... okay, his footing isn't shit. He's spent a good ton of his life on them, so of course he would.]

I've danced with far worse before. Teaching Lobco was an exercise in crushed toes.

[This was before she'd learned how to fight, so she wasn't as graceful as she is now.]

Eh? Teaching your daughter how to dance? That's quite fatherly of you, mister Cherryblod, I must say.

[Yes, let's talk about something that isn't speedwagon's dance moves. He was genuinely curious about the shrimp's family.]

If it meant I spent some quality time with her, it was worth a bit of pain.

[He is always willing to talk about his family!]

Ah, that's the way a family should be! There's always some time you could spend with them... since they could just up and disappear one day.

[...Heh...]

I'm sure she took to it like a fish to water.

[Congratulations, that got him to laugh out loud. Dads with terrible senses of humor are universal, apparently.]

[Well that's just excellent. If there's any achievement Speedwagon's gained here, it may as well be getting someone to laugh at a dad joke.]

...I didn't even mean that one!

Then that just means you're a natural.

I can't say that I would have labeled myself an entertainer... but I appreciate that much.

You enjoying the party so far?

Always a pleasure to dance with my friends.

Well, that's quite the honor.

[Being a friend and all.]

You might just have to dance with everyone at this party.

Oh no. Whatever will I do, with this horrible fate.

[He clearly does not mind.]

Might just be the burden you'll have to bear on your own!

I'll dance until I can't dance anymore. Someone will have to carry me back to my room.

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