November 5th
I can't dance
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"Oh come on!"
"It's not really a good idea Lu." Peter tried convincing her.
"That's silly." Lucy argued.
"I can't dance Lucy you know this." Peter told her, trying everything in his power to make Lucy leave him alone and not drag him onto the dance floor.
"Well that's just nonsense." Lucy said. "Everyone can dance."
Peter raised an eyebrow. "I don't think so." He said.
Lucy huffed, placing her hands on her hips. "You can dance." She said.
"I've got two left feet Lu," Peter said. "Try telling that the the people whose toes I've stepped on."
Lucy giggled a little at this. "I don't mind having my toes stepped on." She said kindly.
Peter shook his head with a laugh. "I'll skip this one." He said. "Go and find Edmund yeah? I'm sure he'll be more than happy to give you a dance."
Lucy thought about this for a moment. "Okay." She said eventually, before skipping off.
Two seconds later Edmund appeared through the crowd and walked over to Peter. "What are you smiling at?" He asked.
Peter glanced at him. "Lucy's trying to find you to get you to dance." He said.
Edmund groaned. "Nooooo." He whined. "I'm terrible at it."
Peter slapped his shoulder. "Well, it sucks for you because I'm worse." And with that he was gone.
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