The Dance: Part 2

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Your POV

You and everyone else was staring in shock as the younger, teenage Scrooge made his way down the stairwell to you. "Curse me kilts! That actually did work!" He exclaimed. He sounded much younger, and his accent was a tiny bit thicker. "I even sound different!"

"Alright, everyone! Let's party!" You exclaimed. The music turned back on and you all were out on the floor dancing. Scrooge, of course, was showing off how young he was with his dance moves. "So, why the green robe?" You asked.

"It's the only thing in the closet that actually fit! Can you believe it?" He told you. You laughed out loud at this comment.

"Alright, now we're going to bring it down for a while!" Dewey said through the mic. "Hens, mallards. Now's the time." Perfect by Ed Sheeran began playing through the giant speakers. Everyone at the party was rushing to find a partner for the slow dance.

Dewey's POV

While everyone else was finding a partner, I checked to make sure the music was still running before I ran out the front door to get Webby. I creaked the door open and said, "Hey, Webby. How's everything going?"

"Good," She said halfheartedly. "Having fun as the DJ?" I nodded my head.

"Webby, I put on a slow song." My heart was beating in my chest. "Do you think you want to dance with me?" I held out my hand to her. She took it, and we both went inside and started dancing.

Your POV

While everyone else was out on the floor, you were over getting some punch at the table. You'd just about finished your cup when Scrooge came over to talk to you. "Lass, I've been thinking," He started. "I don't really have a partner, and I was wondering..." He held out his hand to you. "Do you think you want to dance with me?" You were at first completely shocked by this, but you took his hand.

"Sure. Beats sitting around the punch stand all night," You told him. Together, you went into the center of the floor. He put his hands on your hips, and you put your hands on his shoulders. You both swayed to the music and danced across the floor with all the other couples watching. "Where did you learn to dance this good?" You asked.

"It helps when you have to save your partner from a chamber filled with death traps," He replied. You laughed and kept swaying. "(Y/n)," He told you. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I never realized how beautiful your eyes were until now." You were flattered and shocked by this comment as you stared into his beautiful blue eyes.

"Has anyone ever told you that your accent is adorable?" You told him. He laughed. 

"Lots of people," He replied. 

I don't deserve this. You look perfect tonight. 

The boys and Webby came over by the DJ booth to watch this spectacle. Dewey and Webby had stopped dancing and were staring completely in shock. You and Scrooge both leaned in, closed your eyes, and locked beaks in a kiss.

The moment after that was, in short, completely awkward. You were both apologizing to one another and laughing nervously until Dewey turned the '60s music back on, and everything was back to normal, for the most part. All the kids were freaking out, and you and Scrooge went into the living room to talk about it. "What were you doing?!" You asked.

"What were YOU doing?!" He shot back. "Kissing me?! I'm your uncle! Remember?!"

"I know! I know! I just..." You started.

"I guess I just lost control of myself," You both said at the same time. 

"I just.," You told him. "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that. I grew up admiring you, loving you. You were like a second father to me, and that's even truer today."

"I guess now," He explained. "With being young again, I kind of let myself go, sort of letting my sideburns down, I guess. Promise we'll never speak of this again?"

"Promise," You replied. You both shook hands. "Now, come on. Why don't we just dance the rest of the night away?"

"Sounds grand," He smiled. Together, you spent the rest of the night dancing and playing blackjack until the party ended. Overall, it was an amazing birthday party, and you were proud of all of it.

(Next chapter, I start the Darkwing Duck crossover!!! XD)


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