𝔽𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝔽𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟 (𝕂𝕒𝕞 𝕂𝕠𝕥𝕝𝕔)

«58» thirty-one gallons of glitter glue

Prom night is here, ladies and gentleman ( and everyone in between )

leave your guesses for the prom winners here 🤭

Also yay 23k 🥳

Keefe
Well, it's currently 7pm. You might think, okay; Keefe is probably getting ready right now, putting on his snazzy gold suit and making his face all pretty for his boyfriend so they can have a wonderful, problem free night together.

But no.

You see, Keefe started getting ready over an hour ago. In fact, he was already finished getting ready.

Okay... so maybe Keefe was a little anxious, started getting ready early, and he know had a substantial amount of time left before he actually had to leave for Tam, then Foxfire. Right?

No, again.

Keefe was already at Foxfire, and certainly didn't get ready early out of anxiety.

I don't know what you expected, really. It's the biggest Foxfire event of the year potentially, and you thought that Keefe, the Keefe Sencen, would not plan the grandmaster of all pranks??

HA.

You idiot.

When Keefe left Foxfire after saying his sweet little goodbye to Tam, he had leapt straight ( gay ) to Atlantis. He found some insignificant and mundane looking arts and crafts store, and quickly found his way to the glitter and sparkly stuff aisle.

You wanna know how much glitter glue Keefe bought?

31 gallons.

Satisfied with this purchase, Keefe leapt home with a suspicious amount of shopping bags levitating behind him and a particularly smug expression on his face. Somehow, he managed to sneak through his house soundly enough not to run into his snobby Father, and killed some time before starting to get ready at 5pm.

It took Keefe about 18 minutes to shower, 13 minutes to get dressed, and another 79 minutes of repeatedly sculpting his hair until he was absolutely, 100% happy.

Then, at 6:51pm, he leapt back over to Foxfire along with his brand new 31 gallons of glitter glue.

You see, the ballroom of which the prom would be held wouldn't be locked anymore. Prodigies would start arriving soon, which is why he needed to act fast if he was really going to pull this off. Hopefully, the Forklenator wouldn't catch him trying to sneak in a little early.

Keefe couldn't help but grin from ear to ear as he darted through the hallways with his glitter glue.

The plan was simple—there was a stage in the centre of the ballroom, where they would bring up the prom king and queen when announced at 11pm. And what was hanging directly above that stage, glamorous in all its glory?

That's right. A disco ball. A hollow disco ball.

Keefe didn't have to do any research on the mechanics. After all, he had recently caught a certain technopath making out with Fitz Vacker, and did a little... negotiating earlier that morning. It was simple enough; redirect a few wires, sync it up to a timer, and all Keefe had to do was sit back while the winners were coated with glitter glue at 11:02pm.

It was obvious who it was going to be. Keefe would turn down prom king and give it up to second place... leaving Fitz to take the crown and all the sparkles that came with it. Biana would win prom queen, that was most likely. Keefe loved his friends, but there was something about seeing the oh so elegant Vacker siblings getting coated in 31 gallons of glitter glue that enhanced his smugness x 10.

Keefe was surprised to see that, upon entering the pristinely decorated ball room, it was unoccupied. A hard worked 23 minutes later, and all that glitter glue was inside the disco ball.

Keefe's arms really fucking hurt.

But he couldn't give up now. With his last remaining strength, the disco ball levitated back up to the ceiling, and Keefe made a discrete escape through the hallways and out of the entrance doors before any other prodigies—or a certain magnate—could show up.

After straightening his suit and making sure no glitter had contaminated it ( or his hair ), Keefe excitedly made the leap at about 7:30pm to Tiergan's. He gathered some flowers from the gardens outside the home to make it look like he had actually remembered to bring his boyfriend a bouquet, before taking a breath and finally knocking on the door.

A handsome boy with dark hair contrasting striking silver bangs appeared, wearing a classically elegant black and white suit. Behind him, Linh and Marella could be seen twirling each around; Marella's blazing orange dress complimenting Linh's midnight blue gown perfectly.

"Heyyyyy," Keefe smiled as he spoke quietly, presenting his make shift bouquet to Tam proudly. "These are for you."

"Thank yo—" Tam's eyes seemed to light up for a moment as he accepted the heartfelt gift, before his brow furrowed. "Hey! These from our gar—"

"Shush, Tammy. No need to thank me. Im your boyfriend, after all. And you look very very handsome," Keefe responded smoothly, cutting off the dark haired boy's protests.

The blonde boy leaned forward, an arm circling around Tam's waist as he captured his lips in a slow, tender kiss. Keefe smiled into it, even more so as he heard some aaawwwwws further off into the home. He pulled away slightly for air, admiring the slight blush that had now coloured Tam's cheeks.

"How chivalrous... don't get too far ahead of yourself..." Tam murmured as he clutched the flowers to his chest, gazing up at Keefe with piercing silver eyes. Then, Keefe watched the boy's gaze travel down to observe the flashy suit he was wearing. "Holy Mallowmelt. I forgot you were wearing that. How much did that cost, anyway?"

"Not as much as 31 gallons of glitter glue."

"Huh??"

"Nothing. Is everyone ready? We should go." Keefe insisted, smiling again, but warmly. He loved the fact that he could get to go to prom with Tam. He was very content about it, actually.

After a quick 'stay out of trouble' and 'don't stay out too late' from Tiergan, the two happy couples stepped into the light that would take them to the Foxfire prom.