"All right, everybody, grab your partners," said Alfor, "Make sure your numbers are securely fastened, and let the countdown begin!"
The whole crowd counted down. "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!"
Zero hour and DJ Narti hit the music.
Ha!
I wanna go get down
You wanna come with me?
My moves are world-renowned
So good you won't believe
Oh, oh, oh
The whole dance floor was moving with the couples bursting with excitement over the first dance.
All right
Some people, they got the big brains
They make all the computer games
Slav danced with his partner Olia who was using her canine looks to her advantage as she was dressed as werewolf Michael Jackson from the thriller video.
Some people, they look so sexy
Pop and fizzle like a Pepsi
Blaytz danced with his Galra boyfriend, who's name Lance couldn't remember at the moment.
Some people, they got the money
Drive around in Lamborghinis
Alfor swung his hips back and forth behind the podium. Coran stood beside him, conducting the dancers with his fingers.
I don't need any of those things
I just wanna dance like a motherf**ker, yeah!
In the middle of the crowd Lance and Lotor held hands as they jumped up and down, head-banging to the music.
I wanna go get down
You wanna come with me?
My moves are world-renowned
So good, you won't believe
Oh, oh, oh
Dance with me, dance with me, please
Blaytz stopped dancing and tapped his boyfriend on the shoulder. "I'm done. Let's go."
"Okay," said his boyfriend. Blaytz threw his arm around him and with that they casually strolled off the dance floor.
I'm gonna shake my butt, yeah, that's a guarantee
My moves are such good luck, you'll win the lottery
Oh, oh, oh
"We have a 6.9 percent better chance at winning if we move in clockwise concentric circles around the dance floor starting with the outer edge," Slav explained to Olia as he pulled her along, bumping other couples out of the way and stepping on toes.
Dance with me, dance with me, please
Dance with me (dance with me, please)
"Excuse us," said Olia as Slav wasn't concerned with being polite. "Can you move?"
"Yep," answered Laika who was dancing with her owner.
Dance with me (dance with me, please)
Dance with me (dance with me, please)
Come on, please?
"Woohoo!" cheered Lance as he danced with his dad. "This is awesome! I could go all day."
"And into the night," Lotor reminded, spinning Lance out then pulling him back in again.
"Piece of cake!"
Dance with me (dance with me, please)
Come on (dance with me, please)
Together the two screamed out the words:
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The Gilmore Paladins - "They Shoot Paladins, Don't They?"
FanfictionA Gilmore Girls/Voltron Au: Determined to win the Starship Hollow's 24-hour dance marathon and steal the trophy from Slav Gleason, Lotor Gilmore enlists his son Lance to be his dance partner. Lance has trouble focusing on the competition with Keith...
