My Soul Is Yours (💗Huskerdust🐱) translation in english (NOT MY ART)

"Manners classes"

Husk was working in his office, as always, he was also drinking, as always.  He realized that he needed some documents and called his assistant, Angel Dust.

-Angel, could you come for a second?

-Yes, I'm here, boss.

When Husk looked up he saw that Angel was disheveled, poorly dressed, and acting with very little manners in general.  That's when he realized that if he was going to be his date at the gala he would have to learn to behave correctly.

-Is everythin' okay, Husk?

-Eh, no.  I called you for some documents, but now I need you to learn to correct your manners for the gala.

-What?  Manna'?

-Yes, you don't have them, the gala is in 2 days and I'm afraid that at the gala you will act like... well, you.

-Ha!  I have no manna'?  Speaks the drunk with the bun out of place and his shirt unbuttoned.

-I will not continue discussing this, I will see you in the dining room at 5, in the meantime bring me the documents of the casino winnings.

Angel rolls his eyes. Spending his day "learning manners" wasn't exactly what he wanted to do, but there was no other way, this was his job, whether he liked it or not, he had to follow it, he didn't dislike it that much either, Valentino was worse, for now everything was going well.

-Yes, Husk.

When the time came, Angel and Husk met in the casino dining room.  Above the table was full of cutlery and behind it was a ballroom.

-Wow, why does a casino have so many places?

-What can I say, I like it.  Now, sit down, I'll teach you how to eat.

After a LONG session of going over and over again what cutlery should be used and how to use it, Angel did it, he was able to learn it.
Before Angel could get up from the table Husk stopped him.

-Hey, hey, where are you going?  The dance is still missing.

-What? The dance?  Honey, I'm the best dansa' in this room, I remind ya that before I lowa'ed myself ta being yer assistant I was a strippa'.

-Weren't you a porn star?

-...I worked more than what i should.

-Anyway, I don't think you know how to do tango.

-Haha! No?  Then try me!

-Deal.

Angel and Husk got into dancing position and "Stalker's Tango" started playing.  At first it seemed difficult for them to keep up with the rhythm, but soon after Angel's body was swinging with Husk's, it was magical, his bodies synchronized in each movement, as if they had always done it.  When they finished, the two looked at each other perplexed, unable to say a word.

-We...we...well, it seems that you know how to dance.

-Ha, ha, I told ya... ya don't do it badly eitha', boss.

Husk let out a small laugh.

-Ehm, well, I think we should go back to work, you can go to your room if you want, I'll call you if I need anything.

-Eh, yes, of course, okay.

When they separated, each one went with a blurred face to their destination.  They both had the same thought.

"What the hell was that?"

End of chapter 6. I'll see you in the next chapter *whispers* it's the one from the galaaaa