“Ganging up on me is NOT nice!” Nick complained. “Anyway, how do you know? I might have the moves like Jagger.” He winked.
“Actually, Daniel can’t dance either!” Florence informed Nick.
“That’s true.” Dan agreed.
Florence started jumping up and down then started doing a shuffle that turned into a weird march. Dan nudged her so she went off balance and nearly fell over.
“Dude, you’re cramping my style.” Florence said starting to dance again.
“No stealing my DAN-ce moves.”
“Oh, that right there was just the best pun ever, EVERYBODY LOOK AT THIS GUY!” Florence pointed at Dan. They just stood and giggled at eachother.
Nick looked at them both and raised his left eyebrow, “Okaaay… are you sure I don’t need to check you both into a mental hospital?”
“Sorry!” Her voice echoed, “No way, this room echoes! ECHO!!! BOOM! BUM! KACAWWW! YELLOW! POTATO! AWESOME!!!” Her voice echoed around a large warehouse, there were a few black cars parked opposite them but other than the big bus behind them there were no other vehicles.
“Are you quite done?” Nick was trying to be patient.
“Yes I think so.”
“One quick question, why are spy cars always black? Black is suspicious.” Dan commented.
“Well it’s either because there are more black cars in the UK than any other colour car or it’s just cooler.” Nick answered. “Anyway, let’s go underground.” They all hopped into an elevator, Nick pressed level -4.
“-4, how deep is this place?” Dan asked.
“I don’t know the statistics or anything but its very deep, a few houses deep and it’s extremely wide, one or two football pitches I think someone said.” They walked out and were met by a tall and elegant woman. Her hair curled over her shoulders and as she smiled so did her green eyes. Florence guessed she was around twenty five and immediately felt protective over Dan.
“Hello, I’m Gwen.” She over enthusiastically stuck her hand out to greet them. Dan shook it, Florence rolled her eyes and Nick stood there amused by Florence’s reaction. Florence shook her hand and pretended to be all girly. “I'm Florence and this is Daniel.” She said.
“Oh I know who Dan is, I’m a BIG fan.” Gwen was fangirling.
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THE DRΔW - Bastille Dan Fanfic (Sequel)
FanfictionA murder, a lie and a whole lot of secrets are about to be unravelled. Florence is hiding something and their next adventure will test the limits of their relationship. As Dan breaks all the rules to prove Florence's innocence it looks like they're...
