Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27319156-20151105231316/@comment-26897541-20151116030408

Glass, Rose and Parrot all stared over to where Sir Neptune was obviously sending distress signals as he danced around the ball with Kitty, trying to figure out how to save the poor boy. "What should we do, guys? We can't just LEAVE him like that. It's not even Midnight yet!" said Sir glass, concerned.

The Parrot Prince, having just thought of something, looked to his friend. "Well if you're so concerned Glass, why don't you just go over there and cut in?"

The boy looked at him like he was crazy. "You know why I can't, Andre." he replied in a rare slip-up of Parrot's name.

Parrot just looked at him. Whispering, he replied with, "Anteros, it's a masquerade. No one knows who you are, where you come from, what story you're from, or what sexuality you have. No one will care if a random boy in a stained-glass suit dances with a boy in a beach-themed suit, nor will anyone know that it's you. Just let go for once, and for Grimm's sake DANCE with him!"

Rose looked to Sir Glass, nodding in support, for once speechless in the wake of how eloquently and kindly her boyfriend had just spoken.

Sir Glass looked to his two friends... and nodded in consent. "All right, I'll go."

(Meanwhile.....)

Sir Neptune was STILL being whirled around the floor, though now he was resigned to his fate as none of his friends seemed to be coming for him. 'Now I guess I'll NEVER get to dance with Sir Glass; I'll be too tired!' He turned pleadingly to his partner, preparing to ask that they pause for just a bit to breathe, when he heard a smooth voice over the din of the dance.

"May I cut in?"