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Dance Dance Reprobation
Neither tree nor stone form the Promenade now. It is instead a long bridge over a shallow and brilliant pool, the gentle ripples of which catch the afternoon sun and scatter it into a million highlights that play over the Great Hall, the bridge, and those who walk down it. There is no formal receiving line, merely a gentle procession of people across the bridge at whatever speed feels comfortable, slowly making their way to the Great Hall. The Great Hall itself has been enchanted to be completely invisible while one is inside it, save for the outline of doors so people can actually find their way out through means other than smacking their noses into the invisible walls till they find a place with no resistance. Thus the twilight for which the ball is named will show all around the dancers, while they are protected from any errant breezes, faint hints of rain, or slime monsters that might otherwise threaten the festivity. Come in. Find your date and get comfortable. The fun is just beginning.
But as the dance progresses, they play something for everyone. Martial waltzes and slow dance ballroom numbers. Powerful tunes to lose yourself in, and gentle melodies that slip beneath conversation and encourage intimacy and closeness. Professors Trammel and King treat everyone to an exhibition of what an Earth resident might call 'swing dancing on amphetamines' and many students do call 'the closest I have ever come to death'. No pause for speeches, no announcements or interruptions -- just a steady stream of music, bringing dates and lovers together in dance, as the sun sets and casts the room into gentle and romantic twilight. Also a dolphin and a whale are swimming through the floor and they, too, are unmistakably dancing. If this is the weirdest thing you've seen all night, you need your eyes checked.
At one end of the table, an owl the size of a cupboard sits on a perch, serenely watching the varied drinks laid out for consumption. 'Spiking the punch' is so cliche that no one is going to pretend it won't happen or the students will behave on their honor, so here you get a chaperone. Even so, this whole area is a popular gathering spot for those between dances or partners, drawing steady attention throughout the night.
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Huey was definitely getting more used to this world, and dances? Dances he could do. He's gotten himself a mostly formal outfit, and had walked in at first with Lena, as Louie had asked Webby and he hadn't wanted either of them to feel left out. That's not being a good friend, right?
Though they came in together they weren't together the whole time, and in fact Huey can be found here and there still marvelling over everything... magic about this place. Most of all he seems caught by the twilight, staring at it through the invisible Hall. What a fitting sight for a lovely site like this.
Let the Revels Begin
...That was certainly a speech, wasn't it? Anyway- definitely not making a note about "river" and "Bison" in a notepad stowed under his cap, NOPE -Huey spends most of his time on the sidelines, watching most of the others have their dance. Part of it, alright most of it, was he still didn't know many people yet and felt awkward, but he was perfectly content to observe the event. It had been haphazardly put together (when measured against his own Huey Duck, Party Master planning skills anyway, to anyone else this dance would be going well), but there was plenty to enjoy all the same, and every now and then he amused himself by identifying the different dance steps people were using. Tango, waltz, one ambitious couple performing the paso doble, there's an improvisational pair, and then of course the uh, "swing dancing on amphetamines" exhibition.
But of course, while spending time not on the floor, there's also-
Food!
Someone must've missed the memo about "light food not weighing you down" because Huey has gotten himself a big ol' plateful. Fish, an arrangement of meat slices and cheeses, a sandwich or two, and a neat stack of cucumber slices that practically reformed the cucumber they'd come from. With a cup of punch to go for it.
This plate is on an empty chair beside him so he doesn't have to try and juggle carrying it, eating, and holding his drink all in one, but that doesn't mean he isn't open to conversation. Just have to get him between bites.
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Anything else goes!
Food!
"You know, there'll be food tomorrow, too," he sasses, as if he hadn't brought his school bag and filled it with treats.
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"I know! But they worked so hard to lay out all the refreshments here, it would be rude not to partake of them! Besides, a well-fed body is a happy body."
He placed a cucumber slice on his tongue and curled it into his mouth, crunching into it pleasantly. Ooh, they were nice, fresh, and crisp.
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"Who's to say I'm not doing both? Stock up your body and stock up your larder, and you'll be double prepared!"
...Boys, doesn't this school offer sufficient meals on its own-? Eh, nevermind.
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Brotherly jabs? Brotherly jabs.
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"Listen to you more? In your dreams, Hubert. You may have the booksmarts, but those will only get you so far."
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Revels
And upon spotting Huey, she smiled and headed over.
"Hi, Huey! Are you enjoying yourself?"
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"Hello, Fluttershy! I'm greatly enjoying myself here, more than I thought I would be!" A light, sideways kinda chuckle. "Kinda neat being part of a party without being the party planner, I guess.
"How about you?"
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She could kind of understand now how Pinkie Pie felt when she was throwing a party, getting to see people having fun.
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Webby eagerly ran up to him, all smiles and sunshine as usual.
"Isn't this great? There's all these stars and everyone looks pretty and fancy music and this is my first dance and I'M SO EXCITED!"
Exhale. Phew, she managed to say that all in one breath!
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"Yeah, it's really cool! I'm beginning to see just what the magic here can really do."
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Please distract him Webby, or he'll be busy with SCIENCE all night and won't enjoy the dance.
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With that, she grabbed him by the wrist, giddily trying to run all around.
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However, it's a little while into this that he does a pretty good job of his own thoughts roaming. Chart temporarily forgotten, he skimmed the crowd around them and then looked back at Webby.
"You and Louie came here together, right?"
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"He asked me with a letter! And I had to fight him to get it. It was funny! But you have to ask people to come to these things," so she understood it, "so I guess I was just the first person he thought of."
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"Heh, I guess so. It simply is tradition to ask someone to events like these, so after Louie asked you, I asked Lena..." Huhm. he didn't see her either. He was a bit more worried about Louie though, he hoped wherever he was he was having fun.
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Gosh, Lena was awesome.
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"You'd think they'd never seen a duckling before. Which is even more unbelievable because of all of you having beaten me here."
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