elvhenan

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   “…”

   Hanzo stared at the lady who was kind enough to stop and offer food to a random stranger. He felt a little embarrassed that he actually looked down enough to warrant attention, and it showed via a very light shade of pink tinting the sides of his cheeks.

She was quite proud, really- this was the first batch she’d made that had turned out just right. It was the butter that tripped her up: it was cow butter, not the Halla butter she was so fond of. Such a different taste...

The idea of dancing with Naki was an interesting one to say the least. She knew neither of them were the most coordinated of people, not to mention her dancing skills weren’t exactly the best already. It was almost a certainty in her mind that they would make complete fools of themselves, but…

She just couldn’t say no. He totally had those puppy-dog eyes.

He pulled her into a light sweeping dance. Not the kind of dance he liked at all. He preferred when it went boom boom boom bada boom you know? Or maybe even shimmy shimmy shake shake. That was the kind of thought that went through his mind, but as Naki took the lead in the dance trying his best to concertate so much so it showed on his face when the corners of his lips pulled tight and his blocky teeth showed.

“Dancing is always nice, isn’t it?” the song washing over them from unseen speakers began to pick up in speed, and Merrill took the opportunity to try to lead Naki into something more akin to a waltz.