🍎duck boy🍎

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Al spins me around before pulling me close.
"You know I had absolutely no idea you liked to dance."
"I love to dance!"
"Well I'll keep that in mind. When did you even find out my birthday?"
"Uhhh..."


𝐀 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬.
"𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠..𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐢𝐭.." 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝.
"𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞.." 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. "𝐡𝐞𝐲, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧?"
"𝐦𝐦..?"
"𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧?"
"𝐮𝐡𝐦..𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭.."
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩.

"Uhhh-..."
"You know what..I don't think I want to know."
I smile a bit, and look around.
"Where's vox?"
"Speakers, talking with my mother." Al answers, not even looking up.
"Okay so, what freaky trick was that.."
"You had to know I'd have eyes and ears on everything at all times no matter how thrown off I was."
"That's..scary."
"Yeah. I hear all your conversations with your ducks. It gets scarier."
"Hey-!"
He chuckles.
"My ducks are going through it on that stupid wall."
"Yeah? I heard through the grapevine magictastical backflipping duck was seeing fire spitting duck but also sneaking around with spider duck."
"Stop it!"
He laughs.

Freaking weirdo watches me..

"Al! Happy birthday man!" Ozzie says.
"Thank you, and happy late anniversary,"
"Thank you, appreciate it."
I look over at Vox, whos chatting with Mrs. Hartfelt.
"I'm gonna go check on things,"
"Alright, hun."

I walk up to Vox and Mrs. Hartfelt.
"Luci! How very lovely to see you!"
She gives me a hug that I reciprocate.
"You too, I hope the sinners are treating you well."
"Ah theyre all a delight if you look past the very..unique humor."
I smile. "That's good. Some of them are still quite respectful despite their place here, I just ask that you be careful around them,"
"Of course, dear."
She walks off and I turn my attention to Vox.
"Come dance,"
"I don't think so."
"Whyy?"
"I don't dance, hun."
"So?"
He sighs. "You're not going to let it go, huh?"
"No. Pleasee!"
"Fine. One dance. That's it!"
I grab his arm and pull him where everyones dancing. "We'll see!"

I try to dance with him, but he remains stiff.
"Okay so, you're focused on everything else, I need you to focus on me."
"Wha-"
"You're stiff- focusing on everything else. Don't. Focus on having fun."
I take his hand and he looks at me, nervous.
"Lucifer really, I-I don't dance."
"Nobody's born a dancer, just relax."
We dance for a bit, him starting to relax to the music.
"You suck, you know that?"
"Why? Cuz you're enjoying yourself?"
He leans down closer. "Don't be so happy with yourself."
I laugh.

After a few songs we decide to sit down, and by we I mean he sits down and I take the spot in his lap before rosalina can.
"You really out did yourself with this cake."
"How many piece of it have you eaten-"
I look down at the slice. "I dunno."
"Save some for Al would ya?" He kisses my cheek.
"It's so good." I take another bite.
"Speaking of Al- where'd he go?"
I look up, taking a look around.
"I don't know- his mom is gone too."
"Ah- probably a family moment then."
I nod.

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