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One Last Dance

This is for Gmrsugarart and her writing contest !!

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" Come onnnnnnnnnnnnnn ~! " The girl with the pigtails whined. Her voice had cut out from the other side of the phone; furthermore, she really didn't want to go to date night alone and wanted her crush to escort her across the silvery, shining floor. 

" Do you comprehend I'm not one for dancing Paris? Plus, I don't know if I wanna go... " the cantankerous voice huffed from the other side of the phone. 

Paris only scoffed as she whined. " It won't be fun without you!!! " 

After moments of silence, his British dialect thick as he finally let out a subdued sigh. " I presume since our other companions are coming, why not... Right…? " 

He seemed uncertain about the whole ordeal; however, Paris squeaked through the phone moderately loudly in excitement. Her eyes glittering as she barely heard what her crush had been saying until he repeated himself.

" Should I pick you up...? " The British voice was awkward and tranquil. Paris beamed at the small offer, and her head veered towards the clock as she exclaims. 

" Todd is going to pick me up, so no need to worry about getting me~." Paris teased through the phone; however, the silence was all she received until she heard a light grumble that she couldn't quite make out. 

A thundering knock on her downstairs door startled her. She hastily gave a rushed ' I love you ' only to hear what sounded like dying cat noises emanating from the other end of the phone. Her jacket had been tied around her waist, and she unfastened the hold. 

She skipped down the stairs, her younger sister sat on the couch with her boyfriend and gave a small smile, 

" Have fun Paris-! " 

" Thanks, you too! " Paris beamed at her younger sister, waving goodbye and shutting the door gently behind her. She began to skip down the small porch stairs, only to hear a meager chuckle come from behind her. 

" Hey, there chérie, full of energy are we…? " The fox asked, a small grin on his face as a faint red pickup truck's passenger door was ominously open. 

Paris gave a warm-hearted simper, her eyes skimming down at Todd's suit, and adjusted the sloppily tied bowtie.

" Where would you be without me..? " Paris sighed, her hands softly adjusting the bowtie and making the knot tighter. She only heard a small chuckle as the fox shrugged, 

" The fashion police would be all over me, wouldn't they —? " 

" Tch, they'd lock you up— " and with that animadversion, she felt a small slug as they both trotted towards the dark red pickup truck. The wind blew coldly, raking itself against the female's skin, and she couldn't help but shiver. 

Todd noticed the small shiver and waited for Paris at the open door, softly closing it behind her as she stepped into the truck. " Don't worry princess, I'll turn the heater on~." He winked, finger gunning the air like he usually did when making a disastrous flirt. Paris could only let out a humble giggle, her hand concealing her face. 

" Thanks. " 

Todd galloped towards the driver's seat and surmounted in clumsily. Paris couldn't help but notice that Todd's cheeks were kind of hued with redness as he took his truck out of reverse and back into drive, ready to go to the dance. 

" So… " Paris unobtrusively asked out. Usually, she wasn't the best at starting conversations, but her face hued up in light pink as she scootched towards the red fox. " You and Mavis seal the deal or…? "