homecoming dance!

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[Balamb Garden has taken off around the Balamb coastline! The seaside and clear night sky can be seen through the windows and from the balconies. The halls are mostly deserted besides the stray student walking about, and even the usual faculty members are missing from their posts around the school. There's a certain festive energy through the air, the source coming from the happily decorated ballroom located on the second floor.

[At exactly 2100, as soon as the dinner rush ends, the Garden chime sounds and the intercom clicks on. The Headmaster speaks to the Garden.]

The Homecoming Dance is now beginning. Your attendance is requested at [2F] Ballroom.

I repeat, the Homecoming Dance is now beginning. Your attendance is requested at [2F] Ballroom. The ball will run until 2400. Students leaving the ball after curfew are to return to their dorms immediately.

The ball and its festivities tonight are being sponsored very generously by the Garden Festival Committee.

[After the announcement, the intercom falls silent. The faint sound of music can be heard from the second floor of the building.

[Within the ballroom, there is a stationary stand for punch and food, as well as roaming caterers offering drinks (grape juice) and canapes.]

Voting is now closed. There is a thread here for announcing and crowning the winners; on-lookers are free to react in the thread.

Attendance is entirely optional, so with most of the faculty at the dance, characters are free to roam the rest of the school! However, as Balamb Garden is flying around the Balamb coastline, they will not be able to leave (unless you can fly or really like heights and don't mind injuries...), and any characters left behind will be stranded for a few hours.

Comments

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

If dancing is your wish, then let us glide across the floor like butter on a sheet of oil, boom!

[laughafterme]

Or a non-stick pan!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

[Pleased that they understood each other so well, Champloo extends a hand to Pinkie with a smile.]

[laughafterme]

[Seeing the hand, Pinkie gives her own in response. What's with that fluttery feeling?]

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

[Despite looking funny in a suit, he can nevertheless be quite gallant as he escorts her onto the floor. He may not look the best, but he can still move quite gracefully when need be!]

[laughafterme]

[The slow tempo of the music may help with that! Pinkie has no problems dancing with the music, and everyone else is pretty good at slow dancing!]

Are you still coming to the after party?! [Because there is still an after party!]

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Actually, I had been hoping that you would spare me a small minute of time, later.

[He delivers this smoothly, despite his nerves...]

I will not keep you long, I only want to discuss something with you!

[laughafterme]

Minutes come in sizes?! [This will have to be used for later use!] You can have ANY size minute you want, Chammy! How about after we dance? [Because there's no telling what she'll get up to otherwise.]

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

If... you would prefer it so soon, then yes, certainly.

[He's not ready]

[laughafterme]

[Better get ready, then!

Pinkie smiles and then realizes her first question wasn't answered.]

So...are you coming to the after party?!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

I will be there as surely as melted cheddar on mushrooms!

[laughafterme]

Can it be sharp cheddar?! I really like the ZING it gives!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Of course! The sharpness of the cheese is counterpoint to the mildness of the mushroom!

[laughafterme]

AND it's YUMMY! [Can't forget that!

The song seemed to be transitioning to a more upbeat song. More patrons gather to the dance floor as the music changes. Pinkie being Pinkie, she finds it so great that there's so much energy in the air! She looks to Champloo, wondering what he wanted to talk about.]

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

[He simply looks inquiringly at her. After all, isn't this song more her style? But then again, he imagines curiosity must be eating at her too... He'll follow her call.]

[laughafterme]

[This song is her style, but she's DYING to know what he wants to talk about!]

IS IT TIME NOW?! [Don't mke her shake him!]

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

Hyahya, it is time because you wish it to be! Let us find a more secluded place.

[He's going to let her find one entirely to give her the pleasure of grabbing him and all but dragging him there at top speed.]

[laughafterme]

[He knows her so well.

Pinkie stands on the balls of her feet as she looks for that secluded place. Her eyes fall upon a balcony with not that many people there. It seems secluded to her!]

Over here!! [And she does indeed pulls him along, grinning to him as she grips his hand as they weave through the crowd.]

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

[Yes. Exactly like this. Champloo scrutinizes the balcony with a bit of a frown, then grins as the people start evacuating -- because most of Garden has sensibly learned to avoid the two Home Ec teachers when they're together. And with good cause.]

[Which means they're alone. On the balcony. Champloo steels himself.]

[laughafterme]

[Ponkie still doesn't know why people clear the area when she enters. Maybe she put on too much perfume...

Don't mind her as she smells herself.]

I don't get it! [She shrugs before giving Champloo her attention.] SO! What's on your noodle?!

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

[From... admittedly, mostly out of nowhere, Champloo produces a vibrant red rose, which he offers to her with a smile. All fear is gone; there is only commitment to making the finest meal he can out of the ingredients he has been given.]

Pinkie, for a while now, I have been thinking of you as more than simply rice noodles that provide substance to a sauce, but instead as a five course meal to be savored and enjoyed in all its full complexities. Or, to put it another way, I would hope you will consider allowing me the honor of being your Special Someone.

[He pronounces the capitals quite effectively, having learned the phrase from her friend Twilight.]

[laughafterme]

[The rose is a very nice gesture, but his words are really what Pinkie pays attention to. She definitely knows what a Special Someone is. It isn't that time of year to really worry about having one, so this must be the important thing Chammy wanted to talk about.

She looks from the rose to Champloo, a bit dbfounded by the speech and, well, everything!]

My Special Someone...wow. [There goes that feeling again. Those butterflies fluttering around her stomach. She reaches for the rose and takes it gently.] I'd...I'd like that, Chammy. And I'd like to be your Special Someone, too.

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

[Grinning, Champloo makes a mental note to make Twilight the best damn meal imaginable for giving him the term he needed.]

I would be flattered, honored, and very happy if you would be.

[laughafterme]

[Pinkie grins just as brightly, but then she realizes something.]

Are we supposed to do what I think we're supposed to do?

[kitchenfistfirechaosstyle]

We will do what we want to do, Pinkie, and what makes us happy!

[Since when did she start caring about 'supposed'?]