"Hey Painty? Can you dance?" Lightbulb asked as she scooted close to Paintbrush on the couch. "Yes I can. Why?" They looked her with confusion but also slight annoyance. "Omga! Can you teach me!" Lightbulb shook them. There was a pause "Why not. I have nothing better to do." They turned off their phone and set it down next to them. "Come on, we don't got all day." They told her as they walked to the theatre room of Hotel OJ (A/N: this contains swear words, injury, and blood. If any of this triggers you I suggest clicking off this book!)