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Originally Posted by PatInTheHat Octavia Stark was READY to dance. She had on dancing shoes (fun fact: all shoes were dancing shoes) and she even knew how to dance to this music! She liked wrock music a lot more, but this was cool too because she was at a BALL. Not a ball for her mum or one of her grandmother’s fancy events. This wasn’t even something for her papa or the band, this was HER first real almost grownup ball! In a REAL fairy tale castle!
It really was too bad Flynn wasn’t here to sweep her off her feet, but look! Fi and Yoyo where here. She could sweep them off THEIR feet. ”Why are you both eating? We have to dance! Come on!” Tavie didn’t give them much time to think or argue, she was already taking them both by the hand and pulling them along eagerly. Oh! Yoyo was here, and she looked beeeeeyootiful. And Tavie was here, also looking beautiful. And of course, Phoebe looked beautiful, although no one had told her yet. She embraced both her friends, tightly, ignoring the pastry that was flaking out of her dress.
"But we're done eating all this stupid French food, and that food might be gone tomorrow. We have to make sure we get all we want..." Phoebe trailed off as Tavie pulled them toward the floor. Yup, Tavie always got what she wanted, and if she wanted to dance, Phoebe was done with her food gathering.
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