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A Dance...
Inspiration for this one is Clair De Lune (ethereal remix)
Warnings: Nothing! Just a dance.
Theme: royalcore type deal.
Characters: Natalia (OC) (of course), Technoblade, little bit of Schlatt and Phil.
The ball was the most nerve-wracking part about being in this place with so many terrifying individuals, including Technoblade himself. Though he wasn’t hosting such event, he was the most intimidating of those who attended, and he made sure to let others know of this fact. Natalia was unfortunate enough to also be invited.
Techno scanned the ballroom, which was adorned in whites and golds, an appealing room full of people dancing and having quiet conversations. “What was the point of this whole thing, eh, Phil?” He turned to his friend, who shrugged and gave a smile to the taller man.
“Well, I suppose it’s for fun.” Although Techno knew better, he didn’t pry any further. He just chuckled, then crossed his arms over his chest, looking back out at the dancers. They all wore nice clothes, girls in elegant, flowing dresses and the men wore suits that contrasted the ladies. Not in a bad way, of course, but they were equal in how they stood out. He noticed another familiar face, bringing a woman up the stairs, a mischievous grin plastered on his face.
“Technoblade, my friend,” Schlatt said, though he already knew they were not friends. They never had been.
“We aren’t friends,” Technoblade said shortly. Then, he nodded his head to the female, who was completely silent. “Who’s the lady?”
Once Techno nodded his head, Schlatt suddenly remembered the girl who he’d brought here. “Oh, right!” He laughs. “Sorry, Nat, genuinely forgot you existed! Whoops. Wellll, luckily, Technoblade is easy to forget too, so you two are a great match!” Luckily, these rude comments didn’t get under Techno’s skin like they would have before. “Anyway, here ya go, buddy! Have at ‘er.” The smaller male gently pushes Natalia toward Techno, then dashes away to find the drinks. Natalia hardly moved, only stumbling slightly. She looks up at the piglin hybrid and smiles.
“Hello, Technoblade.” She gives a goofy little bow, before straightening back up. “My name is Natalia, or Nattums. You may call me whichever.” The clasps her hands together in front of her, and all Techno could think about was how radiant this woman looked.
“Well, thank you for the introduction, Natalia.” He beckoned for her to follow him as he made his way down the steps. “Since Schlatt has so kindly dumped you on me for the event, I find it only fair that we do a little bit of dancing.” Though he was still paranoid about the event, he decided it wouldn’t hurt to not just sit around the whole time. Plus, from the middle of the ballroom, he could see more of the place.
He was an expert at ballroom dancing. It was one of his proudest achievements. He could tell she was not the best at it, so he guided her quietly. At first, he had her stand on his shoes so she could get a bit of feeling for the way he moved, then had her try to keep up with him. It was all good fun, and it had the two laughing quietly amongst themselves any time either of them slightly stumbled or ran into each other.
So much time passed that, before they knew it, the ball was over. Techno decided it would be best to walk the female back to her house, since she said she had come alone. They talked the whole way, before finally they arrived at her little cottage.
“I really enjoyed learning from you today,” Natalia said with a small satisfied hum. She smiled brightly, the light from her porch lantern basking the two in a soft glow, while the stars twinkled from above.
“I enjoyed teaching you.” He went quiet for a moment, and as she turned, he spoke again. “Natalia..”
“Yes?”
“I would like to see you tomorrow, if that’s okay with you.” He smiled nervously. Never before had he really been this kind of guy, but he really did enjoy the company of this female.
Her smile widened, and she nodded. “Yeah, that would be good fun.”
He nodded, then took one of the female’s hands, leaving a little kiss on the top of it. “Good. I’ll come by on my horse, and I’ll help you learn to dance some more. Then maybe we can go walk around the village.” He didn’t want to, but he let go of her hand and stepped back. “Goodnight, Natalia.”
“Goodnight, Technoblade.” She turns back, opening her door and stepping inside. He starts to head home for the night, his mind clouded over with happy thoughts. So many good thoughts. He felt like he was floating.