Ebbot Acadamey Of Dance| Dancetale reader insert [DISCONTINUED]

Hello, y/n l/n.
This letter is being sent to you because your application to audition for Ebbot Academy has been accepted! Come on August 28th to the academy to audition in front of a panel of judges including some of the teachers and some of the best students. From then on if you are accepted you will be assigned to a dorm, and all of that. I wish you best of luck.
Your Teacher,
Toriel Dreemur

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THIS IS NOT A SANS X READER. This is not an anyone X reader. Okay, now that that's out of the way, let me fill you in on your current situation. Newsflash- it's not good.

It is two years after the monsters came to the surface. Your parents are controlling. Abusive, even. They do not know you hate them. One wrong step you blow up the landmine, so tread carefully. You are bought and sold. You are entertainment. Your mother has built you up for years, getting you perfected in ballet. You're a perfect event in the classy, rich world of the adult parties. You know every trick in the book when it comes to avoiding drunk people, hiding, and being invisible.

Your ballet improves. You have channeled your anger into that. Slowly but surely, you have become a master of the god of dance. (That would be ballet) And one hurdle jumped, you begin searching for another one. It's waltz next, and then tap, and it keeps going. You want to practice waltz more, and learn swing, but for that, you need a partner.

You are sixteen, going on seventeen, and you need to get away.