Marvel's POV.
I smiled to the guests, before they where to leave. They gave a small wave, and a few yelled that they would ask for me next. So, all in all... It was a good day of hosting (minus my little clumsy accident that gave me a little bruise on my arm).
Tamaki gathered us together, and spoke about a dance that they would be hosting. I spoke up, "But I'm in two clubs! And besides... Why do I need to be there? It's not like I can dance anyway!"
Apparently I had said the wrong thing...
I was now basically being drug around by my brothers as they tried to teach me to dance. I wiggled, and dropped onto my knees with a small sigh. "Guys! I can't learn from you two! Ya'll at too tall! Somebody my height would have to teach me." I crossed my arms, before a sudden realization came to me.
Honey was about my height... I'd have to learn from him! But, he said he'd have to go home soon. My brothers got smirks on their faces... I'm so screwed.
They spoke together, "Marvel! Honey'd have to teach you then. Why don't you go with him for now?" I blushed, and glanced over at him. He was practically jumping up and down. I couldn't say no. Damn his cuteness!
I hung my head, before speaking. "So Honey, wanna teach me to dance?"
He grinned, and was chattering away before he seemed to realize something. "Wait! But, I have a class I gotta teach... Maybe you could sit in and watch?" He looked bummed, so I nodded with a small smile.
"Alright, bye guys. We gotta go, I guess..." I said, as Honey was dragging me out chattering on and on. Mori was walking behind us, and gave me a slightly apologetic smile for being drug around.
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