TNS One-Shots

Chocolate Cake Complaints (Micheldon)

Again dedicated to the lovely @-micheldon for their wonderful request!

This one is quite short but it's just supposed to be a little cute thing, so I hope that's okay.

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Michelle was walking a bit frantically down the hallways of The Next Step studio.

She had been the one nominated to look for Eldon, after he hadn't shown up to their afternoon practise.

Nationals was in three weeks, so it was imperative that everyone showed up to rehearsals. Normally Eldon did, so it shocked everyone when he wasn't there, and when he didn't show up still after ten minutes, Michelle was sent on her mission.

After all, he was one of the best and most dedicated dancers at the studio.

But the weird thing was, he was actually at the morning practise, and his bag and shoes were in his cubby, but Eldon was nowhere to be found. It was very strange, because earlier in rehearsal, the blonde contemporary dancer had slammed a chocolate cake on Hunter, and they had become new found friends, so Michelle was wondering why he wasn't there.

The faint sounds of 'Unsinkable' were heard as Michelle padded down the cold corridors.

'Must be practising the semis' Michelle thought as the song stopped and started with faint yelling in between.

Michelle walked into the B-Studio, the dim lighting limiting her vision.

However, she looked under the benches and checked behind the mirrors, but there was still no sign of the blonde-haired contemporary dancer anywhere.

SO, Michelle moved on to the next room; the music room.

She looked all around, behind the mirrors and was about to walk out to head down to Culture Shock, but just as Michelle reached the door, she heard a quiet groan.

So quiet, she could have missed it altogether.

Michelle stood as still as a statue, and waited, in hope for another sound so that she could locate where it was coming from. She didn't know if it was Eldon, or someone else.

After a few minutes, there was no sound, so the blonde-girl thought she was imagining it. She was about to walk out to look in Culture Shock, but there was the noise again. It was much louder this time, and it was a terrible moan.

'Was that... Eldon???' Michelle thought as she creeped to where the sound was coming from.

A few more groans followed and Michelle's eyes went to a door.

The door to the costume closet.

Michelle almost face palmed.

How had she not thought of that before?

She slowly walked to the door, the only sound being heard were her feet padding against the cold, wooden floor. The background music was only a distant hum, as Michelle paced towards the closet in anticipation.

She didn't know what she was going to find, hopefully Eldon though. But she honestly had no idea why he would be in the costume closet of all places. What could he possibly want in there? The costume closet was barely ever used, because the costumes in there were mainly just to have back-up supplies – no one actually used them. Surely, Eldon would have no business in the closet.

Realising that since Eldon had no purpose to be in there, she was growing anxious that it could be something else.

Her hand rested on the cold door knob, as she took a deep breath and opened the door.