Hi. I know my last fic was like so bad but bear with me. Inspiration from a dream I had the other day.
HIVE belongs to Mark Walden- the greatest Overlord that ever existed.
Shelby POV
I made my way to the breakfast hall. Franz, surprisingly, was nowhere to be seen. Where was everyone? Hello? Anybody there?
Instead of the breakfast table, there was a large crowd gathering over at the Noticeboard. What happened? Did Brand beat Professor Pike in the SciTech competition again? I pushed some idiots out of the way.
I stared at the Noticeboard. On it ,in big words, was " SPRING DANCE-FOR VILLAINS".
Well, a dance! My thoughts flashed to the tall, dark and handsome Wing. Well, Brand, i'll admit it- I had a little, well not little exactly, ARGH.
Alright, I'll say it once-
I HAD A CRUSH ON WING FANCHU.
I had had many boyfriends before coming to hive- What could I say? I was amazing- but only Wing made me feel... well, scared.
Should I ask Wing to the dance?
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Laura POV
This morning, when I checked my Blackbox, expecting to see the results of the latest SciTech challenge I had joined, I saw the words SPRING DANCE.
What?!
What was Nero hoping to achieve by this? Style?
I distinctly remembered him saying," Now, we are villains, yes, but we should have style. Professor Pike and I haved planned a little day for you to show it off..." He had a mischevious twinkle in his eye.
Oh, Holy Lord, he meant.. a dance?!
Did we all have to get partners? In Scot, the spring dances were when people just... well, danced. They all had to have partners.
In my mind's eye, I saw a certain spiky-haired albino...
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Wing POV
I walked calmly over to the spot with the most people. The Noticeboard.
A SPRING DANCE. What was that? In Tokyo, I had never gone to school.
I heard Shelby squeal. Prehaps she knew what A SPRING DANCE was. There was a wide grin plastered over her face. Seeing me, she lit up like a bulb. My heart beat faster in spite of myself.
Shelby actually was quite pretty...
" Hello? You still in there, big guy? OI! " a loud voice, accompanied with a hand waving in front of my face, shook me out of my dream in which Shelby was smiling at me. I blinked. "Yes?"
" A dance! I'm like, soooo excited! Do you even know what a dance is?" She added the last sentence upon looking at my blank face. I shook my head. Maybe she would explain...
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Otto POV
Once I took note of the spring dance, the first thing I did was get concerned. I wanted Laura as my partner, of course, but her pretty face, sharp green eyes, and amazing flaming hair would be sure to attract the attention of other males. What should I do?