Final Fantasy XV 💖Crystal Heart

18---Neon Beats

Gladio and Prompto pull up onto a side road somewhere in the desert. It is evening now and the sun is setting.

Prompto--"Where are we going?"

"Heheh... I heard about this party goin on way out in the boonies and I am gonna make sure you have a good time." Gladio responds.

Prompto---"And that's what I was afraid of."

They walk thru a pathway, carved between stone, it turns to a make shift corridor leading out to an open area.

As the get nearer to the clearing they can hear music.
Low beats and high tones.
A rave party?

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Issa stands in front of a mirror in the Lestallum dress shop.
Iris is sitting to the side drinking a glass of wine approving of all the dress plans.

The dress maker takes the last measurements around her bust, "Okay, 36 inches," she writes it down, "Great that should be it. I am glad to help make your dream come true. You are going to be a beautiful blushing bride."

Issa remembers how beautiful the dress was in the window back in Altissia.
She also remembers how she felt seeing the reflection of herself in the dress.

She is excited that the dress she ordered will be in memory of Princess LunaFreya, simaler but different.

"Thank you so much, I really love the design we talked about." sighing she thinks about her future blond haired blue eyed husband.

DressMaker--"Your very welcome. Please check in about a week from now to do adjustments."

She nods and grabs Iris' hand and they walk out together to take a stroll around town.

Iris---"So did you hear that a new town is being built out in the desert?"

Issa--" I haven't heard anything about that."

Iris---" It's true! Tonight there is going to be a party celebrating building a power generator plant there. Would you like to go?"

The two girls stop to grab a bean bun at the central bakery.

Issa---" That would be interesting to see, let's do it."
She takes a bite of her bun.

Iris--" Yes! It will be like a bachelorette party for you!"

They laugh together and head to Iris' rental car.

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Gladio and Prompto walk into what seems like a rave party.

The music is blaring and the hard working women of Lestallum are dancing in a provocative manner.

Neon pink and purple lights are shining all around. The lighting moves as if following them wherever they go.
(Neon glitch ;D)

"Gladio I am pretty sure this was a terrible idea." Prompto yells over the loud music. He tries to cover his eyes from the light and shaking bodies.

The two walk thru crowds of women and a few men.

"Trust me it will be fun! I'm meeting someone here!" Gladio yells back while shaking his fists and twisting his ab carved body.

Prompto gags covering his face with a gloved hand---"you call that dancing!!!!?????"

Too late for a response, Gladio spotted the girl he is interested in and walks away with her. Abandoning Prompto in the process.

He sighs heavily throwing his arms in the air while storming off.

He thinks to himself~Yup, i'm pretty sure you just wanted to get some. Ugh. I should just leave.~

He turns around to look for the exit and runs into a lady wearing a pink bikini top and deep green shorts.

She's got biceps bigger than his!

"I am so sorry!" He tries to stagger away but she grabs his wrist.
"Hey there handsome, you wanna dance?!" She yells.

"Not really!" His voice cracks realising he's in a pickle, he yanks his arm away.

Running off and hiding behind the loud booming speakers. He presses tightly against the wall.

The woman walks by in search of her prey.

His eyes are wide in both shock and fear. An amazon woman is after him. Gotta text Gladio!
^^^ Gladio its Prompto, save meeeee. :,O^^^

No answer.

^^^Halp!!! She hulk is after me. ^^^^

Still no answer.

"Useless...thanks Gladio...for nothing."

(Meanwhile Gladio is making out with the woman behind a stairwell, phone on silent. His leather pants are tight with the excitement.)

The "handsome" blond tries to sneak away toward the stone corridor they came in.

Someone grabs his arm. Sheer terror rises in his chest and shivers up his spine. He turns slowly at his assailant mouth open in shock. "Eeeep."

"Your not leaving until I get your number. There's no escape." She steps toward him and he takes 3 steps back, til he can't go anymore.

"Please oh my my gosh, I'm not interested!!!" His voice high and whiny.

"I'm gonna make you my man. I'll put all them scrawny girls to shame." She flexes her ab muscles.

Trapped.

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Iris---- "were heeeere!"
She parks the car and they both jump out.

Issa--"Yay I am elated to go dance with you, it should be fun." She only remembers going to the kingdom dances in the ball room.

The two ladies walk down the stone corridor toward the clearing. Issa is very interested in hearing this booming beat, completely different from the classical music she was used to back in her time.

Iris grabs her hand and they both run eagerly toward the lights and music.

Issa notices a familar blond out of the corner of her eye and stops dead in her tracks. Releasing Iris from her grip.

The silver haired girl turns and sees a woman leaning with Prompto against the wall.

Shocked Issa stares, then her shock turns to sadness....Then sadness turns to anger...what was he just up to?

Her right eye twitches and she grinds her teeth.

Prompto makes eye contact first with Issa with an 'I didn't do it.'

Then the woman turns her head to smirk at her and mock with her expression.

The amazon turns back toward the blond,pulling on his jacket and kissing him forcefully.

Prompto thinking~~oh crap, I'm dead, IM DEAD, I'm Dead!!!!.~

Rage...this is a new feeling entirely.. Issa has never felt....R-A-G-E.

Iris stands there fearfully looking between Issa and the new enemy. This will not end well...

Issas mouth turns to a devilish grin and her eyes look as tho she's snapped like a twig. Bent the wrong direction.

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*ziiiiiip.*

A woman sighs with flushed cheeks.

Gladios phone lights up.

Gladio- " ugh hold on, someone texted me.....Prompto?" He laughs, "she hulk?"

He puts his jacket back on and heads back to the party to find his friend.

Completely unaware of what lies ahead.