Friends With Benefits

The Duet

  Patton sang marvelously, every lyric fit wonderfully, and perfectly, into its place. Patton put his entire body into the lyrics, wiggling his hips and tapping his foot to the rhythm. Virgil stood like a statue on the far end of the stage and looked slightly annoyed with the situation. Patton grabbed the microphone off its stand and slid right next to Virgil with an extended hand. Although Virgil hated the dilemma he couldn't help but smirk at Patton's silly gestures. Virgil accepted Patton's invitation and grabbed his hand with a smidge of reluctance. Patton pulled him to the center of the stage. Virgil made an effort to stop but Patton played it off as another dance move. Patton spun outward and then back inward to Virgil. Virgil smiled and Patton reflected the same smile back.

"C'mon Virge! Ready to-" Patton raised a turnip from seemingly nowhere, "-Turn up!"

Virgil visibly facepalmed, but it left a slight smile on his face.

"I'll take that! Now-" a Patton raised a head of lettuce, "-Let us!"

Virgil cracked up. "Your crappy puns are always a little more than mediocre."

Patton led the dance, with Virgil participating halfheartedly, but even then, Patton thought of it as a blessing.

(sorry for being so late, I'm kind of an idiot. A lot of shit has been happening. teenage hormones and all that. I've been having a little time to figure out my story and where I'm taking it though. feel free to give suggestions, if you couldn't tell already I could use some.)