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[As usual, this year's party is held at the ball room. Dance music is already playing, mixed in together with creepy sounds and howls. The decorations are creepy at its best, and there are skeletal waiters walking around this time.

The tables are laden with food for various monsters, ghost, blood for the vampires, candy for the children, and normal food for those who are somewhat normal. Though if you're not in costume, that ugly fish sculpture at the giant punch bowl will spew a liquid at you rudely from it's mouth that will immediately put you into a random costume. If you keep hitting it, it will keep doing it, changing your costume into something worse every time.

Gatecrashers with bad intentions will be grabbed, wrapped and tossed out of the room by that giant spider up there on the ceiling, and it will also grab you if you're being selfish to the kiddies about giving them candy.

For those who lack dancing partners, some of those manakins are not there for show. Those will come to life and ~~harass~~ dance with you if you look a little lonely.

Enjoy!]

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[at least it was the least needed bit of her costume!]

Roxas, I don't mind if you fall out of step. I'm just happy to get a dance with you.

[...His tail twitches slightly again.]

Uh, okay.

[He'll try to relax more.]

[watching his face for a moment, she seems contented by the pink blush on his face and the lack of evident concentration on his face. that's better. she turns her head, resting her cheek against his collar bone. that the frilly end of her dress is rubbing against his pants with every step isn't bothering him, is it?]

[...Just a bit..But he's ignoring it. He's dealt with worse torment down there anyway.]

[torment? roxas must keep some strange company. naminé is sliding her wrist down his shoulder so she can hold him there with her hand again, but the song ends.]

[It was not company he wanted, thankyou very much. And he's just saying that having her dress brush against him like that wont bother him as much as previously mentioned company bothered him. So he can deal.

Oh. Song end. He takes a little step back.]

[she'd been leaning against him, so now that he's stepping back without her expecting it, she's falling forward. naminé squeezes her eyes shut.]

[alskjfaslkdf-Catches her!]

S-sorry!

[all she knows is that she's hitting something before she can manage to hit the floor. she opens her eyes, relieved to see it's roxas for a minute. then she realizes she might've hurt him by falling into him. her cheeks burn pink.]

N-no, I... sorry, Roxas...

[she's never been so genuinely embarrassed.]

[Well he's just worried. There's nothing wrong with him other than that.]

Are you alright?

[when it doesn't seem like she's capable of becoming any more vibrant a shade of pink, she turns pinker yet. she tries finding the ground again with her feet, not wanting to make roxas uncomfortable. his question is answered with another question.]

Did I hurt you?

[Blink blink.]

No, of course not.

[visible sigh of relief. she places her hands on his forearms to steady herself as she pushes herself onto her feet and tests her balance with him still there as a safety line. then she lets go, smiling apologetically. her blush is still hot on her face. lifting her fingertips, she touches it curiously.]

You want to do something else?

[Smiles.]

Sure.

[taking his hand now—she promises she's not just looking for excuses to do that—and leading him toward the punch bowl, albeit she's eying the fish warily.]

[Suuuure she's not. Well Roxas is only too happy to follow.]

[it's because of the view, isn't it, roxas?

she dips the ladle into the punch bowl and pours the red liquid into a cup before repeating the process to fill another. she takes her cup of mysteriously thick red punch in one hand and roxas's in another, holding it out for him.]

[What no of course not. Really.]

Thanks.

[Takes it.]

Thank you, but you taught me to dance.

[smiling, she lifts her cup to her lips, tipping it to take a sip. it tastes funny to her, but then again, she's never had punch before.]

You might want to find a better teacher. I'm not that good, remember?

[He hasn't either, really. But he'll drink it without a problem. Life's no fun without trying something new, right?]

[she lowers the cup to shake her head at him.]

No, you're perfect.

[taking another sip now. it tastes like something bitter has been mixed with something sweet, but what is it?]

[Just laughs a bit at that.

Oh dear.]

[roxas is her friend, and he said he'd look out for her. if he thought there was something wrong with it, he'd say something, right? right. so then there's nothing to worry about. this stuff is supposed to taste this way. that naminé is becoming more giggly the longer they stand there drinking means nothing.]

There are other kinds of dances too, aren't there?

[she's turning to refill her cup, because it's already empty.]

[That's if he knew there was something wrong with it.

However he can put two and two together. He might guess sudden change of behavior means spelled or drugged or whatever food and drink soon.]

Yeah, but I'm no good at them.

[jeez, that fish is creepy. turned to it once again, however, she seems to find something funny about it, because she's laughing as she fills her cup again. turning back to roxas, she grins.]

You're just saying that again.

[gulping down some more of this punch.]