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After an hour and thirty minutes of the other three girls messing around (with me, each other, or they're dresses) we all gathered down in the living room to wait for our ride. I honestly had no idea how we were getting to the school because the guys said they would take care of it and I only hoped that they dressed up considering their dates looked amazing. Also, that they wouldn't be picking us up in a van or something. Heh. Give them some credit. I told myself while I lagged behind. Of course I wasn't joining the girls down there just yet since I was too busy using the cover up that Sen lent me for my neck. Apparently we almost had the same complexion, so she had no problem letting me use it. That was sweet of her, but I wasn't used to having so much makeup on my face.

And now I had it on my neck too.

Suck it up, Crescent. You know you like it. I tried to glare at myself in the mirror before sticking my tongue out childishly, snorting at my idiocy just after and then letting out a resigned sigh. It was the first time any of us had even wanted to participate in something like this and it was also the first time since my cousin's wedding that I decided to wear any sort of makeup. I mean, sure, I'd played around with the stuff in the dead of night so I technically knew what shades matched me or not, but I never wore it other than that.

Teal eyes narrowed at me. You don't look that bad. Remember you're not going to be the only awkward girl out there! A chuckle left my mouth as I straightened back up to double check my neck and then my hair to make sure the braids were still as they should have been. Kida had been such a dear that she fixed my hair so that the majority of my neck was covered and I had to hand it to her because it actually looked really nice. Waterfall, was it? Sen had taken care of her own hair while Kida made sure to get to Felicity's as well, arguing that she just couldn't leave it down without at least curling it or something and after no further argument, Felicity gave in.

Pulling myself away from the mirror, I squared my shoulders and looked down at my dress. Black and form fitting with a bow on the side of my waist that ended just above my knees. Shoes? Dark blue high top converse. Heels were out of the question. Accessories? Blue and black wrist bands for my right wrist, shiny painted nails, an electric guitar necklace, and no earrings since I didn't have my ears pierced. Thinking about it, I was pretty basic compared to the other three, but I didn't particularly care. Mainly because I wanted to dance (since that's what the whole point was, right?) and having a long dress with a nice hairdo just might not have felt like me. That was the last thing I wanted, so I shrugged it off and made my way downstairs. Maybe for prom, though.

Once I got to the bottom of the steps, a sudden flash caught me off guard and I stumbled over nothing really, catching myself before I did a horrible face plant. "Who in the-" My voice started to growl as I looked around for the smart on that almost cost my nose.

"You look beautiful, Panda." Oh. My dad was standing just in the doorway of the kitchen with a wide grin on his mouth and phone in hand. From that flash I either thought it might as well have been an actual camera, or that I was too lost in thought to be taken off guard by it. Sheesh!

But it was my dad, so I couldn't be upset over it. "Well," I cleared my throat bashfully. "T-try to wait until I'm grounded before taking a picture." Gesturing to the stairs, "I might be an okay dancer, but even I'm not immune to a twisted ankle." A grin split my face regardless.

"Eh, I like this way better." He chuckled lightly and then took the two strides to wrap me in a loving hug. "Make sure you get some with Elsa too. Bet she looks just as pretty." Stepping back, he lifted his phone to take a few more pictures while I posed ridiculously, making him laugh while I was at it.

When he had his fair share, he bowed formally to me and I shared a laugh with him before lifting myself up to plant a kiss to his scruffy cheek. "Sure, dad. I'm sure Letti's telling her the exact same thing and if not, she'll end up at the school to take some by herself." It wasn't that hard to see the mischievous woman scouring the crowds until she tracked us down and considering how gorgeous she was, no one would feel the need to question her. Especially if they found out that she was the student council president's mother. The thought made me inwardly chortle.

"I'm telling you, Panda, I don't know about this relationship." My dad shook his head mock dramatically and stepped back to glide his fingers along my brow with a crooked grin. I rolled my eyes and looked down to check my nails.

"Elsa and I aside, I'm sure you two would get along famously." I joked, nudging him in the ribs playfully. He stiffened. "Don't think I didn't see the way you got all nervous around her last time."

"I wasn't nervous." My dad scoffed, turning away from me to retreat to the kitchen. I followed right after him to snag a bottle of water from the fridge and a twinkie from my stash in the cupboard.

"And just what was the first thing you said to Ms. Mariani?" I drawled, noting the way my dad pointedly held up yesterday's newspaper in front of his face. "I believe it went something like: 'Uhh.'" I snickered from over my water.

"Anna." He growled, but I was on a roll seeing as the tips of his ears looked just the slightest bit pinker than usual.

"Next, you blurt out your full name (thanks to me) and then address Elsa and I like you couldn't think of anything else-"

"One more word and I'm going to mess up your hair, young lady." Jade eyes glared dangerously at me, making me ease off with another chuckle while I opened my sugar infused snack of goodness and tossed the wrapper in the trash. All the calmness in the world.

When he let out a low huff, I put a hand to my chest. "Not the hair!" I gasped with dramatic wide eyes before walking back to him to give him another hug. "I'm kidding, dad." A devious smirk etched on my face. "But I'd be lying if I said that Letti didn't watch you walk away with a little smile of her own." I took a deliberate bite, inwardly jumping when he dropped his newspaper pointedly.

"Why you-"

"I'll be home later. Love you dad!" Pressing another quick kiss to his cheek, I hurriedly scrambled back out to join the girls in the living room, knowing he wouldn't follow me lest I embarrass him in front of them. That was close. But it was good to see him flustered like that since it had been a while. I'd heard it wasn't good for a man to be alone and just from seeing him pretty much alone all the time...I had to agree with it.

Not like I was planning on setting him up with someone so soon. I just figured that it would be okay for him to get out every once in awhile. (Be it with Oaken or someone else.) But I had to wonder if I really was okay with all of that. Yes I missed my mother like crazy, but my intentions were for my dad's well-being and if he decided that he wasn't over my mother yet, in no way would I push him. I just didn't like the fact that he was home alone a lot of the time.

I just didn't know. Though, what I did know was that this wasn't the time to be thinking about such things. Got somewhere to be! With renewed focus, I added a little hop to my steps. However when I got to the first couch, I'd just taken another savory bite when I saw all six pairs of eyes snap in my direction and instantly size me up like they hadn't spent nearly two hours getting ready with me. Seeing them with narrowed eyes had me once again looking over my attire for the night. "What?" I asked after finding nothing out of place. Another bite and I was done with my little soft brick of happiness.

"How can you eat like you eat and then look like you look?" Kida glared almost menacingly at me as I licked my thumb to rid it of residual cream. When I only frowned in confusion at her, she stood up to emphasize her flat stomach. "I mean, I gotta do a few sit ups every night and have a salad at least four times out of the week to keep this figure!"

Heard of a metabolism? Or a gym? Raising an amused brow, I patted my own stomach and let a wide grin curl my lips. "Chicken wings." I smirked triumphantly, holding a thumb up like a dork. They all rolled their eyes at me.

"Gross! How can you eat that?" Felicity's nose scrunched at the thought, making us look from my flexing arms to the youngest girl curiously. What's not to like? I would have asked, but she was already on another point. "You know it's just a scam to sell off the trash of the chicken?"

Huh."Well, it's certainly the best trash I've ever had." I chuckled. And, now I had to wonder what the others thought about it. What Elsa thought. Personally, I loved the things and would even consider them my favorite food, next to waffles.

"Didn't they originally used to cut the wings off and throw them away?" Sen asked as she brought a pondering finger to her shiny lips. So it's like that, huh? I narrowed my eyes at her before checking Kida's expression, but then decided to leave her out of it because she was still looking over me with a critical eye. She even had the gall to come over and squeeze my arms experimentally.

"Maybe," I answered Sen while frowning at Kida to hopefully get her to cut it out and when she finally shrugged and left me alone, I brought my gaze back to Sen. "But some awesome individual figured out that if you actually smother them in sauce, they could talk people into thinking wings were good and know what?" I leaned in conspiratorially. "They were right!"

"Why are we even talking about chicken wings?" Kida felt inclined to ask, since she hadn't caught up with our conversation so far.

"Did you ever notice that they don't put buffalo sauce on any other part of the chicken?" Felicity crossed her arms defiantly.

"You're crazy." I huffed, tossing my hair back like it was second nature to me. "Ever tried buffalo chicken wraps from Djali's?" They were seriously the best.

"You're allowed to go there? How'd Elsa take it?" Sen asked, forcing an incredulous scoff from me while Kida and Felicity did their best to cover the snickers they released.

"Of course I'm allowed to go there!" I threw my hands up dismissively. "Elsa's not some paranoid maniac and she knows I wouldn't do something stupid to lose her." They weren't swayed in the least.

"So, essentially, you haven't been there since the incident you told us about, huh?" Sen's grin was wicked enough to make me look away from her while biting on my lower lip.

"No." Was my gritted admission that made them all giggle at me like madwomen. Seriously!

"How long has it been since you've spoken to that leggy, long, black-haired beauty- what was her name?" Kida drawled. That time I began to march over to her so I could wipe that stupid look off her face.

"Who's that now?" Felicity asked, eyes growing wide with question.

"Our Anna's quite popular." Sen pointed out. I felt my face heating up in more embarrassment than anger, but before I could try to defend myself, or blow up at them, someone else handled it for me.

"HEY!" A gruff voice cut through their onslaught, effectively silencing them. Thank you! I cried inwardly, turning around from Kida to face the door.

The other six pairs of eyes broke away from each other and landed on the newcomer. I felt my own eyes instantly light up to see Stuart's youngest brother dressed in a formal tux with one of those hats that limo drivers had. The thought didn't even occur to me as I all but bounded over to greet him first, not even perturbed that he hadn't bothered to knock.

"Hey, Bobby!" I gave him a warm smile before wrapping my arms around him in a big hug, which he returned easily. "Thank you." I murmured, causing him to chuckle quietly like he knew what he'd walked in on.

"Wow, Wildfire. You're beautiful." Bob chuckled before stepping back to admire me like a grandparent and then looked back over my shoulder to wave his hand as a peace offering. "Hey, everyone. Mr. Crescent." Only then did he remove his hat to address my dad properly. "Sir."

"What are you doing here?" I asked after my dad only grunted his response and not missing the opportunity to rub at his newly shaven head for faux luck. Unlike Stuart's Conan the Barbarian hair, Bob liked his own hair short. I liked to think that he kept it like that to make him look a little more tough because he was as short as me, but had a bit more husky muscle than both of his brothers did, seeing as he was one of the best linemen on his football team when they were in school. (His size had never been a problem.)

"Why didn't he knock?" Kida whispered in the background in a near annoyed tone.

"Sorry about that." He apologized sheepishly. "I did knock, but nobody answered and since the door was unlocked and the Crescents know me, I figured-"

"It's fine, it's fine." I waved his apologies away and then glanced behind him. "Is Kevin with you?"

"Kevin's on an expedition in Alaska." Bob shrugged. "And that's too bad for him because I'm here to take you all to your dance tonight!" With a professional straightening of his tie, he then gestured back out the door where we all were already looking and placed his hat back on. "Courtesy of Felonious Limousines." At the name, I instantly knew the rental was either free or highly discounted. It was one of Gru's numerous ways of apology to my dad and I wasn't hating it whatsoever. Especially now.

"What?!" My dad yelped, darting back out of the kitchen to stand behind us.

Out there, just at the edge of our lawn was a very nice, very handsome looking white stretch limousine that had the other halves of dates lined up in front of it. Whoa.

"Gru owns this company?" My dad asked a grinning Bob who nodded.

"Among other things." He then offered his arm to me. "Last pictures Mr. Crescent? Perhaps this one with those other troublemakers?" A snort left my dad at that one, but I ended up taking his arm too and we all made our way to where the guys were practically shaking in their suits. Three piece suits.

"You guys look so awesome!" I beamed at them, breaking away from Bob and my dad to eagerly take Olaf and Kristoff's necks in my arms. All their vests matched their dates in one way or another, hair was fixed and gelled right on point and just wow! I couldn't have been more surprised at my best friends in that moment.

"You clean up good too, Shorty." Kristoff stepped away first to look over me, followed by Olaf who smiled back at me just as wide. Looking from them to Milo, I sent a friendly grin his way.

"You look very smart, Milo." I said as Kida went to stand next to him with a light flush on her cheeks. They were all blushing like the shy, awkward teens we were supposed to be.

"Thank you, Anna." Warm brown eyes met mine. "You look amazing." He added politely.

"You all look amazing!" I declared, refusing to get flustered by that compliment and stepped back so the remaining girls could stand next to their guys.

"Oh! Before I forget." Olaf nudged Milo and Kristoff pointedly, making them turn with him. After a short second, they turned in unison to present corsages to their ladies who in turn gasped. How romantic! I thought with a smirk, wishing that I at least knew what color Elsa's dress had been so I could've gotten her one too. Prom. Definitely Prom. Instead, I opted to split my wristbands with her since I didn't have time to stop and get her anything else. I left it at that and instead brought my attention to the present.

Sen's dress was a nice pink lace one that brought out the tone of her skin beautifully and had a low cut back which actually covered all the way down to her feet. Kristoff's tie and the cloth that went in the breast pocket actually matched the soft pink, while Olaf's vest, and cloth matched the forest green of Felicity's shorter halter top dress. Finally, Milo's vest, his tie and the cloth all matched the different colors of Kida's more colorful party dress that consisted of a solid purple from the bodice and faded into a sky blue, ending in a darker blue at the bottom. In my opinion, the dress was fun and daring like her attitude and suited her. All their dresses did. Looking over them as a whole, I could see that they were all love-struck and so incredibly adorable that I had to snap a few of my own pictures before my dad all but shoved me into the mix.

Oh, tonight was going to be so much fun.

Outside the gym.

"Okay, you can give my hat back now." Bob reached over to remove it from my head himself so he could do his job and open the doors for us. I'd hopped in the front with him on the way to the school while the others sat in the back. They all protested, but I was happy keeping Bob company until we got to the actual dance. Besides, I didn't want to be caught in the middle of all that mess of making googly eyes at one another. (Not yet, anyway.)

After letting the others out, Bob opened my door for me and offered a chivalrous hand. I took it with a lopsided grin, stepping out and doing a half-baked curtsy as he let out a chortle. "Thank you my good sir." I finished in a snobbish voice, making him lean in to kiss my hand.

"You're welcome, fair maiden." When he straightened back up, he then stepped beside me to look over the entryway. "I remember high school." He huffed, watching as numerous fancy dressed students flowed in and out of the entrance all with excitement scribbled on their faces.

"You only graduated a year ago." I pointed out, jabbing him in the ribs. Already, I could hear blood pumping songs coming from in there and it made a nice surge of adrenaline course through me. The group I came with were busy looking over themselves and each other, but I could sense the energy that was coming off of them in waves.

"True." Bob nodded, bringing my attention back to him. "So where's your date, Wildfire?"

"Oh, she's probably already inside." I shrugged a shoulder as my eyes scanned the entrance too.

Bob snapped his head back to me in surprise. "She?" He mused quizzically.

"I thought Stu would have told you already." I playfully nudged his shoulder and then waved the rest of my group off when they told me they were heading in.

"I thought he was joking!" Bob threw his head back in a contagious laugh that rubbed off on me. "Okay, Sapphic goddess, you should probably get in there before someone tries to pick her up."

I rolled my eyes at that. "Oh please." Waving him off haughtily. "I'll break their nose if they tried. You know I would."

"I like 'em Feisty." Bob grinned deviously at me and I didn't hesitate to return it. "But I wonder if you'll be getting some attention too." Looking over me once again, he added, "It's not everyday you wear a dress and I wouldn't be surprised if even Stu tried to sneak in a dance somewhere." He waggled his eyebrows at me. I'd just about told him that I wore a skirt everyday and that it wasn't such a big deal when a familiar sensation fell over me.

"Not if I can help it."

Bob and I both froze at that icy, velvet voice. A voice that warmed me to my very core while sending chills all the way down to my ankles. I swallowed thickly and inwardly tried to prepare myself for what I was about to see. Even Bob took a shaky step back when he turned to see who it was.

"I-I take it, you're Anna's date tonight?" He stammered, beet red.

"Not just tonight." Elsa's lightly accented voice sounded closer to me, making a stupid grin nearly split my face in two. "Everyday. Every night." Her hand took purchase at my hip almost possessively. "For as long as she'll have me." She finished, sliding that hand further up to my waist.

My throat went bone dry.

"Sweet." Bob breathed dumbly. "Well- I- um," He cleared his throat. "Hi. I'm a friend of Anna's. Name's Bob," awkward pause. "A-and I'll be going now."

"Bye Bobby." I managed to choke out, not bothering to look at him because Elsa was on that side too. Oh man, oh man!

"It was nice to meet you, Bob." Elsa replied before bringing her free hand up to her face in my peripheral vision, making me realize that I hadn't fully looked at her yet. Breathe, Anna. In and out. Oh, you've seen her in less than her school uniform AND casual clothes. You've seen her sweaty for crying out loud! That didn't help me at all, but when a soft embarrassed giggle left her mouth, I couldn't help but glance curiously at her.

"What happened?" I kept my eyes on hers, not wanting to ruin the surprise just yet.

"Was that too much?" Glacier blue eyes peeked sheepishly at me from behind her hand. Her fine nails were painted too.

"No!" I shook my head before taking a step in front of her so I could console her. Big mistake. My eyes instantly took in the features of her beautiful face and then they were helpless to fall the rest of the way down to her feet and slowly back up. She wore a rich blue colored dress that hugged her enticing curves and ended just below her knees with a train that dipped unevenly to the side, shoulderless with open-toed heels and her hair? It fell in lusciously thick platinum waves around her neck and shoulders with shiny little sparkles in it that glittered in the light. She stole my breath away.

"W-what?" Elsa self-consciously pushed her hair behind her ear, trying to look away from my avid gaze.

"Wow." I somehow managed through my empty lungs. "Wow!" Complete gibberish fell out of my mouth at first, so I tried again when she tilted her head questioningly at me. "You...you look..." How could I find a word to describe her? Beautiful? Gorgeous? Stunning? "I'm so stupefied right now." I chuckled awkwardly, reaching up to scratch my neck with a flush on my face. "Y-you're just so..." Shaking my head, I dropped my gaze to find my hands bringing hers up to kiss her knuckles. "Enchanting isn't that big a word to describe how you look to me, Snow Paw." I whispered earnestly.

"Anna." Elsa's voice held such a bashful tone that immediately made my lips jump from her knuckles and up to her lips in a chaste kiss. How I wanted it to be longer!

"You're my dream come true, Elsa Mariani." Was my final answer with another soft kiss before I pulled away and smiled like a lovesick imbecile at her. My next thought was one that was thankful that I'd chosen to wear my blue converse instead of purple like I'd originally planned. Like the little bits of the guys' tuxes that matched their dates, mine appeared almost the same and I couldn't stop the small laugh from escaping me because of it.

"And you're mine, Anna Crescent." Elsa stated quietly, stepping closer to tenderly place her hands on both my cheeks. "Sei bellisima." She whispered before leaning down to capture my lips in a lingering kiss that left my knees weak.

'...It's so magical feeling, that no one's got a hold. You're a catalyst to your own happiness, you know?'

Sliding smoothly in between Olaf and Kristoff until I was a step in front of them, I raised my fist along with them and started pumping it while our hips rocked in time with the beat. Even my leg joined in as we kept up with on another.

'This is your heart. it's alive. It's pumpin' blood. And the whole wide world is whistling.'

Kida and the other girls joined in as we raising both our hands up and we tumbled them in the air before breaking apart to move our hips while roaring with laughter. Around us, others cheered, but only whoever was directly in the middle of the dance floor were the main ones really having a go at dancing and that's exactly where we all were.

''Cause it's your heart, it's alive. It's pumpin' blood. And it's your heart, it's alive. It's pumpin' blood. And the whole wide world is whistling.'

Taking Elsa's hands in mine, I placed her in front of me while I continued to move my hips around her and she surprised me by raising her hand to do the same pumping motion with the widest smile I'd ever seen on her face. And when her hips moved in sync with mine, I held both of my arms up and spun around, only to end right back up behind her as we continued to move along to the energetic beat.

'And the whole wide world is whistling. It's whistling...'

We were soon joined by the rest and we ended up dancing wildly altogether until the song segued into another. As soon as it did, I felt Elsa tug me away before I could start up again with Kida who already had her hands in the air and was calling out. With no resistance, I followed the girl of my dreams to the tables where refreshments were set up.

"This is insane!" I tossed my hair back over my shoulder to fan at my hot face. We'd been at it since the start and I had no idea how long ago that was. Elsa handed me a cup of punch that went down like air and I wasted no time in pouring myself some more. Two more cups until I was finally sated, which let me lean back against the edge to continue catching my breath as my eyes scanned the crowd. Of course, I saw the two people that gave me the wrong kind of chills: Ariel and Hans. What had me grinning a bit, though, was the fact that they were both holding up the walls quite lamely.

"I think this is the most fun I've had at one of these things." Elsa admitted with a small smile, but when she shuffled her feet somewhat uncomfortably, I glanced down to her poor feet. Those heels. Now, I already knew she could dance, but dear Freyja I had no idea just how awesome she was at it! Very, very attractive. Sexy, even. I swear I'd fallen in love all over again. But.

"Come on." With an an enthusiastic grin, I took her hand and a few finger sandwiches before leading her to one of the tables that had been set up just on the cusp of the dance floor. Thankfully it was empty. "How are you holding up, Snow Paw?" I asked, taking a bite and offering her the other which she didn't refuse.

"Well, I do wish I hadn't worn heels." She let out a short laugh while using her free hand to push it through her glorious head of hair. I loved the scent she had. Especially now that she'd been overheating a bit. Finishing off my sandwich, I wiped my hands before leaning down to lift her left foot into my lap as calmly as I could. "A-Anna!" Elsa quickly tried to cover her legs up, even instinctively pressing her heel into my thigh as if to retract her foot. It was so cute.

"Didn't I ever tell you what I great masseuse I am?" I asked, deliberately sliding my hands up to her tense calf.

"Th-that's not necessary, An-" A satisfied huff cut off the rest of her resistance as I squeezed and she leaned fully back in her chair. That's what I thought. My hands worked over her calf with just the right amount of pressure, feeling as some of the tension fell away and once I was done, I moved down to her ankle. By then, Elsa was so relaxed she looked like she was slouching in her seat and it only spurred me on to reach for her other leg which she had no qualms about.

These legs. I had to bite my lip to keep my mind focused, but seriously, her legs were practically mouthwatering and I found myself wanting to drag my lips across them. Maybe that'll get the tension out better. A devious thought presented itself, though before I could possibly think about doing that, my slightly distracted hands moved up a bit too high. Just above the backs of her knees, causing the gorgeous girl to stiffen and then force her legs from my lap so she could virtually fold them under her with a stern look at me.

It happened to suddenly that both my hands were left suspended in the air and with a confused look on my face. "What? What'd I do?" I fought the urge to snicker at the expression directed my way when I brought my eyes to her, though. "Too much?"

"That tickles." She muttered around a light pout. My eyes widened and I was sure my brain detached itself, leaving me completely air-headed with a big dumb smile on my face. Sweet Odin's mother! That pout. I'd never seen anything like it.

"There you are!" Kristoff's voice broke our gaze away from each other to see the rest of the gang as they gathered around the table with their own refreshments. Unconsciously, I dusted the front of my dress off before crossing my legs.

"Stuart's doing a pretty good job up there, huh?" I asked, unfolding my legs so I could scoot my chair closer to Elsa's side where I didn't hesitate to slide my hand into hers.

"That's Stu?!" Olaf squinted back to where said guy was fist pumping, earning scattered cheers for the next song he played.

"Of course it is." I nodded. "Didn't you see his stupid bronytail?" My eyes zeroed in on the black and blue wristbands on Elsa's left wrist that matched the ones on my right. When I looked back up, she was there to meet me with a fond smile that melted my heart. This girl.

"Hey, what's wrong with a bronytail? It tells people that you're fun and perky." Sen added through a giggle.

"No, it really is over the top." Kristoff patted her hand. "Even for him." He was only saying that because when we first met, Stuart's hair had a nice fade which grew into a faux hawk and then ended up as long as it was a year later. I figured it just took him by surprise is all.

"I told him to get Jay Hutton's haircut earlier today." I put in and brought Elsa's hand into my lap to draw random patterns on her palm while she casually brought her cup to those full lips of hers.

"Oh, he's hot." Olaf and Sen said at the same time, making Elsa nearly choke on her drink and the rest of us laugh when they shared a high-five.

"So, Milo, Felicity," I drew attention away from our awesome DJ to the two newest members of our group with a smile. "What do you think?" Gesturing to the moving bodies on the dance floor and beyond.

"I don't think I've had this much fun at my other dances." Felicity answered first, prompting a chuckle from Olaf. Dorks.

"Same here." Milo set his drink down. "The decorations are outstanding too. Who put it together?"

I perked up right away and motioned to Elsa proudly. "This tall drink of water right here." I felt her tense a bit as everyone looked at her, but I had enough sense to reassure her with a squeeze of my hand.

"It wasn't only me." She muttered modestly.

I brought her hand up to kiss it. "You did the majority of it, my lovely."

"Get a room." Kida shot us a look that made Elsa stifle a giggle while I stuck my tongue out, pressing another kiss to Elsa's hand for good measure.

"Excuse me, Anna." A new voice suddenly joined us and we wasted no time in looking behind us to see a very pretty Gerda who was dressed in a one-shoulder champagne colored dress, accompanied by Hans. I would be lying if I said he didn't look handsome in his white tux with hints of green in it. "I hate to interrupt, but can we steal Elsa from you for a minute? Council stuff." She reiterated, genuinely sorry for having to ask.

"By all means." I stood and helped Elsa up too with an easy smile. "I'll be here when you get back." Assuring her with another kiss to her knuckles. Leaning in, she whispered something in Italian to me that made shivers course through me from the language alone, leaving a now dumbstruck smile on my face as she swayed away. That voice.

"Hey, I got a dare for the two of youse." Kristoff announced, tugging me back down and sliding his chair closer along with Olaf. Only then did I notice that the other girls were nowhere in sight. Huh. Bathroom probably. A devious smirk plastered to his face when he leaned in, cutting off my thought of them not inviting me too. "I dare you two to slow grind with your girls."

"What?!" Olaf and I yelped in unison. Kristoff only waved us away with a laugh.

"What about you?" I bared my teeth at him. "You can't just dare us to do something like that without doing something yourself. And what about Milo? Shouldn't he be in on it too?" At that, said guy's attention darted to us. I winked at him.

"I-I-I haven't even been with Felicity that long!" Olaf lamented, knowing that he would ultimately try because we just didn't back down from dares. "But yes, what are you going to do?" He asked Kristoff too.

"The cheesy moves ranging from the salt-shaker to the cabbage patch." He stated proudly, making us frown at him.

"No fair." Olaf muttered, going on about Kristoff knowing Sen a lot longer than he knew Felicity. I felt for him and decided to voice my own question.

"Well, if you get to pick your own moves, why can't we?" I folded my arms over my chest.

"What do you plan on doing?" Kristoff asked from over his drink. "Keep in mind that we will all be in charge of the judging."

It was my turn to grin devilishly at him. "It's a secret." Straightening back up confidently, I added, "And we each get to put in song requests to Stuart."

"Deal." They nodded in agreement and joined my hand in a three-person circle. That was until I prompted Milo to as well. He looked a little skeptical, but didn't resist.

"I know you don't know us very well, Milo" I began. "But trust me when I say that Kida's going to want in on it too."

"That's true." He conceded, pushing his glasses up his nose. "Perhaps she can be the one to actually do the dare and I'll pretend to not have heard it?"

"We can run it by her." I affirmed, not removing my hand until his eyes filled with resolve.

"Ooo, what'd we miss?" Sen asked once they showed back up to take their seats again just after we broke apart from our plans.

Shooting a wicked grin to Kristoff, I patted his shoulder firmly. "You started it, so you go first."

"Is that a dare?" Chocolate-colored eyes narrowed at me.

"Bet your pink tie." I nodded. He instantly shot out of his seat and tugged at Sen who followed right after him with a little skip in her step. When they disappeared into the crowd, Olaf and I gave Kida the rundown of our little game which she whole-heartedly agreed to.

Leaning back in my seat, I took another sip of the cup Elsa left behind since mine was empty and once the song in the background switched to a different one, all our attention drew back to the dance floor. Sen was there and already ready to double over in laughter as Kristoff immediately got to work on his moves. The rest of us shook our heads at the awkward human wall and shared a hearty laugh when he loosened his tie to do what looked a lot like the mashed potato.

"I give him an 8 for that last move." I chuckled.

"4, because he started too fast and hasn't included much dancing with Sen." Kida said thoughtfully.

"7.5, because he's still out there dancing like a fool and for the pony he just did." Olaf laughed.

Just then, I spotted Elsa emerging from the entrance into the school and wasted no time in shooting up from my seat. "I'm next!" I declared, scrambling away before they could protest. As I made my way through the crowd, I kept an eye on Elsa's location and once I got to the DJ table, I sidled up next to him with an overly friendly grin on my face. "Hey, Stu." I drawled playfully.

"Hey, mama." He kept his focus for a split second and then shot a smile at me. "Come to offer me my dance?"

"Funny." I chuckled, prompting him to too.

"Heh. I'm kidding." His eyes met mine again. "What's your request?"

A brow rose curiously when I told him, but when I only shrugged, he replaced that look with a mischievous one and shooed me away so he could start the song. I couldn't care less that people might not have known how to dance to the song I chose because I was already standing directly behind the love of my life.

"Dance with me, Sweetheart." I breathed into her shoulder before pressing a tender kiss to it. Elsa stiffened a bit, but when my hand traveled down to take hers and I stepped in front of her to kiss her knuckles again in invitation, she relaxed. As she moved away from Gerda, I got to see the way her head tilted slightly to hone into what was playing and a playful smile captured her lips like she knew exactly what I wanted to do.

As the song progressed, I gently pushed my hand against hers, taking the lead and we each took a few steps away from the wall, closer to the middle of the dance floor. People would move once we started anyway.

'When the night has come and the land is dark.'

I tugged Elsa back to me and she didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around my neck and shoulder as I used our momentum to dip her with a wink. When we straightened up again, I kept a firm hold on her lower back and around the back of her head and we swayed together smoothly.

'Y la luna es la luz que brilla ante mí.'

Two fast-paced turns and we were back to stepping side to side as Elsa's hips easily wagged with each movement while I brought our hands out to keep them stretched that way, not slowing our movement in the slightest.

' Miedo no, no tendré, Oh I won't, me asustaré. Just as long as you stand, stand by me.'

Ever so carefully, I lifted our hands higher and she didn't hesitate to turn, keeping a hold of mine to wrap it around her waist as our noses brushed. With a happy grin, I prompted her to turn again so my other arm was resting on her shoulders. All while our feet kept up the rhythm.

'And darlin', darlin, stand, by me. Oh, stand by me. Oh, stand, junto a mí, junto a mí.'

Stepping side to side again after coming back from spinning her around in my arms, I again lifted our hands and she spun without wrapping my arm around her. Those hips. They seriously swayed so dangerously I felt I would swallow my tongue. During the next turn, she took my other hand and held it as she pressed her backside into me, placing our hands on her stomach with our hips moving together like we were one.

'Y aunque las montanas o el cielo caiga.'

All at once, we were face to face and I didn't hesitate to lift our hands over my head, supporting her as she dipped again and pulling her back up when she leaned back. Just after she righted herself, she quickly spun away and I tugged her back only to reach up to glide my hand through her hair to cup her cheek. Her own hand came up to repeat the action and we kept our foreheads together, still stepping fluidly from side to side.

'No lloraré, no lloraré, oh. I won't shed a tear. Porque sé que tú estás junto a mí.'

Elsa stole a kiss as our heads separated and we changed the position of our hands again with mine now on her lower back and the other suspended. When I brought our hands down, Elsa's hips almost deliberately ground into me, robbing me of breath, but I dared not mess up our rhythm and instead, prepared to dip her again. Only that time, I felt her calf as it wrapped around my right leg and slide right up as she lowered herself. Man alive! That was the sexiest thing she'd ever done in public!

'And darlin', darlin' stand by me. Oh, stand by me.'

Tugging her back up, it was her turn to lift our hands up and I instinctively turned until we were face to face again. Two more swift turns and we ended by pressing so close together I could feel each and every one of her curves fitting perfectly against me.

'Oh stand, junto a mí, junto a mí.'

Cheers erupted around us and I only just realized that Stuart had taken the opportunity to turn one of the lights surrounding his table directly at us. Like I'd predicted, there was a wide berth around Elsa and I with everyone straining to get a look of who had occupied the floor. Oh. Glancing around to the numerous gazes ranging from amazed to straight up jealous, I shot Elsa an apologetic smile before bowing to our audience and then pulling her away to safety as the next song started up.

'Tonight's the night we're gonna make it happen. Tonight we'll put all other things aside...'

As soon as we ended up in the hallway Elsa had come out of, we both were gasping and once we made eye contact, a gut busting laughter could be heard in all directions. I'm definitely head over heels for you. I thought and didn't even wait to catch my breath so I could eagerly press my lips to hers.

A/N: And there it is ladies and gents :) The Dance.

Song Inspirations: 'Pumpin' Blood' by: NONONO (I like the Glee version though.) 'Stand By Me' by: Prince Royce. And if you know that last song, kudos to you *smirks* I own nothing.

Again, I've never been to one of those things and if I did, I was usually right there with Ariel *ahem* Anyway, this is the looongest chapter by far and I intend on trying to shorten them after this.

Also sorry for the delay. I got distracted by reading some and writing another story of mine and an unfortunately brief case of writer's block...

Hope y'all enjoyed it because I had a time writing their dance. (I also don't dance.) Thanks for reading!

Tootles~