#promfic

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

If you are still taking Eddie requests- Reader is Eddies long time friend with his other DND buddies and shes helping him ask Krissy to the dance. When they are there and he thinks he should finally be happy something (someone) is missing and someone ( *aheam* dustin *aheam*) lets it slip how much Reader must be faking not feeling good to not see Eddie with another girl cuz shes in love with him

Angst with a happy ending

Request by anon ❤️

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"Okay so remember what we talked about Eddie?" the two of you had been talking and practising this for a few weeks.

Prom was coming up and Eddie wanted to ask Chrissy to go with him. They had built up a friendship much to the shock of everyone at school.

Now you were Eddie's official wingwoman as he prepared to ask Chrissy to the dance.

"Yup, I'm nervous though princess. What if she turns me down? I mean this is Chrissy we are talking about" You swallow down the urge to cry and soothe him.

"You're amazing Eddie, why wouldn't she say yes?" Eddie's beaming smile melts your heart but you feel a sense of dread when Chrissy walks up to Eddie.

Eddie is sweet and charming as he asks Chrissy to go to prom. You wait with baited breath for her answer and hope that she says yes, Eddie would be crushed if she didn't.

She does say yes, of course she does and while there's a part of you that's elated for Eddie, there's a part of you that feels absolutely crushed because you were in love with your best friend and he would never feel the same way.

Maybe there was always a little part of you that held out hope that Eddie would notice you one day but that would never happen now that he was going to prom with Chrissy.

You could picture them going on dates and stuff after and you would hide how you felt about Eddie, bury down your feelings and be happy for him.

Because Eddie deserved all the happiness in the world.

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Before you know it the week passes by quickly and prom is tonight. There's absolutely no way that you are subjecting yourself to the torment of watching Eddie and Chrissy all over each other, so when Eddie shows up at yours two hours before prom starts you fake being sick.

He takes one look at you cuddled up in bed and drops down on his knees beside your bed.

"Hey, aren't you getting ready for prom?" He looks so worried and you shake your head at his question.

"I'm not going to prom Eddie. I've been sick all night so I'm just going to stay in bed and watch crappy films, maybe sleep off whatever this illness is" his face falls and his big brown eyes gaze at you sorrow filled.

"It won't be the same without you sweetheart" He sounds so sad and you can't have that. There was no way he was going to spend prom upset because you weren't there.

"Don't be silly, you'll have the time of your life with Chrissy and when it's over I want to hear all about it okay?" the sadness is still in Eddie's gaze but he offers you a small smile as he gets up.

"You look really handsome Ed's" he does look gorgeous in black jeans, a black shirt and his leather jacket. He's tamed his hair and he's wearing eyeliner, the look is definitely working for him.

"Thanks, princess. I'll visit you tomorrow and tell you everything?" he promises you and as he leaves you finally let the tears that you have been holding back fall down your cheeks.

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Eddie should feel ecstatic that he's at the dance with Chrissy but it feels like there's this empty space inside of his chest. You aren't at the dance, you're missing prom because you're sick and in turn Eddie is missing you.

Quite frankly prom was shit and the minute that Chrissy saw Jason the two of them had been making googly eyes at each other, Eddie could to bring himself to care.

Dustin who somehow managed to sneak into prom with Mike and Lucas frowns, Eddie doesn't know how he did it but the kid is a mini genius so he isn't surprised.

He's already had Harrington in his ear via the walkie talkie Dustin has demanding that Eddie look out for Dustin, Mike and Lucas. Yeah, like no shit. They are his sheeples and he's doing that anyway.

"Why are you so glum dude?" Mike whines as Eddie confiscates the punch mike has. Just in case some asshole has spiked it. He doesn't need three drunk 15 year olds to rein in.

"Duh it's because yn isn't here dumbass" Lucas rolls his eyes at how oblivious Mike is.

"You know she must be faking being sick because it would be hard watching you with Chrissy" Dustin pipes up. Wait what. Eddie stiffens as he wonders what Dustin means, does he mean what Eddie thinks he means?

"What are you talking about Henderson?" He demands and Dustin gapes at him like he's an idiot.

"You seriously don't know? She's in love with you dude" his face falls when Eddie's eyes widen in shock, "On shit. You really didn't know man?"

You were in love with him. You loved him and yet you had helped him ask out Chrissy, picked out his tux for him and we're supportive through all of this.

Shit shit shit.

He has to find you. Find out if Dustin is right and he has a sneaking suspicion that he is.

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Eddie's standing in your room in his tuxedo and looking down at you nervously. At first, you think it's a dream because you've just woken up but when he moves closer to sit on the bed, he almost trips over your cat, Theo.

Okay, definitely not a dream then but what was he doing here? Why wasn't he having the time of his life with Chrissy?

"Uh Eds, proms still going on" Eddie smiles and settles on your bed.

"It was a dud anyway, Chrissy saw Jason and it's like there was no room for anyone else. It's fine though, turns out being with her wasn't like I thought it would be. She's just a friend, not my dream girl or whatever it is you think she is"

This surprises you because you and Eddie had practised asking Chrissy for a while and he seemed like he was crushing on her.

"I mean I did have a crush on her but going to the prom uh, that pretty much killed off any romantic feelings I have for her. I didn't have as much fun as I thought I would because my best friend wasn't there" you rub your eyes sleepily and Eddie's expression flickers with alarm.

"Have you been crying?" Shit. You should have known that Eddie would never miss the signs of you being upset.

"Just allergies" you lie and hope he buys it. He doesn't and sits beside you on the bed.

"Sweetheart don't lie to me. Look, Dustin said something tonight and I have to know if he's right or not. He said you were faking being sick because you're in love with me"

Oh no. This was not happening. This as Dustin said was a code red of epic proportions. Eddie is looking at you expectantly and your stomach churns with anxiety as you know you have to tell him the truth.

"He's right but I know that you don't feel the same and it's fine. I'll just deal with this and everything will be okay and not awkward between us" you say everything in a rush while trying hard not to give into your panic.

"You helped me with Chrissy all this time while being in love with me" his voice is full of shock and you shrug. "I'd do anything for you eds"

There's a tiny moment of silence and then he speaks again, "Dance with me princess" You're confused by his request but take his hand as he plays one of your CDs that you had been playing recently.

Madonna's Crazy for You starts and Eddie makes a face but keeps dancing. You giggle as Eddie twirls you around and holds you close to him for the slow parts.

"This feels so right you know, you being in my arms. I didn't feel like this with Chrissy. Jesus h Christ, It feels like I could be happy forever in this moment" Eddie murmurs and you peer at him, hoping he's saying what you think he's saying.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" you ask hopefully and hope that you haven't got this all wrong.

"I'm saying I want to be with you sweetheart, I'm a fool who took an insane amount of time to realise the girl of my dreams is you but I plan to make it up to you, if you give me the chance" he strokes your cheek and you place your hand over his.

"Kiss me" is your answer and Eddie enthusiastically obliges as his lips meet yours. It's an amazing kiss and you pull him closer to deepen it as the music plays in the background.

Not that the two of you noticed anything else, too wrapped up in each other to care.

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[christotokos]

def going to have to rewrite promfic. i'll archive lock it and all when i finally get around to it.

[littleturtle95]

Dance Practice

Prom is approaching and Eddie Kaspbrak hates it.

He knows Richie is going with someone else and it's not like he can complain to his best friend and say he's upset because he's jealous, could he?

When he and Bill find out who's the girl he's going to prom with, everything changes for the both of them.

Aka dance practice, a lot of pining, misunderstandings, a love pentagon, and spying with binoculars behind the trees.

Prompt: "Young losers at prom"

Pairing: Reddie

@itfandomprompts 's Secret Santa for @hyperfixationcore 🎁🎄💕

Enjoy 🎈

P.S. thanks to the loveliest @xandertheundead for the beta read 💕 ily

[b0x]

synesthesia gang what if i made a post on how i read/sense all the losers and how some of the losers might read/sense each other sensation-wise through synesthesia 🤔

[melancholic-pigeon]

I'm gonna post Promfic on Tuesday because it's exactly two weeks away from the 27th

I'm nervous about it for some reason? Maybe I've hyped it too much in my head. 😅

I'm pretty excited about it too, though. I've been drafting it for a long time and it's way longer than I expected it to be and it might be...cohesive? Perhaps?

I hope so, anyway.

[stony-ao3-feed]

Can't Get Any Worse

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2uV4lOc

by Sangelunaforever

It's an AVAC promfic, must I say more?

Tony blows up his latest experiment resulting in the loss of his eyebrows all while prom is right around the corner. It would all be fine and dandy if Steven Grant Rogers wasn't asking him to be his date.

Words: 1857, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Avengers Academy (Video Game)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Janet Van Dyne

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Prom, Experiment Mishaps, Hilarity Ensues, Natasha Romanov Is a Good Bro, Sam Wilson Is a Good Bro, Fluffy Ending, TONY STARK IS A DRAMA QUEEN, Janet Van Dyne is a Good Bro

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2uV4lOc

[ao3feed-stony]

Can't Get Any Worse

by Sangelunaforever

It's an AVAC promfic, must I say more?

Tony blows up his latest experiment resulting in the loss of his eyebrows all while prom is right around the corner. It would all be fine and dandy if Steven Grant Rogers wasn't asking him to be his date.

Words: 1857, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Avengers Academy (Video Game)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Janet Van Dyne

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Prom, Experiment Mishaps, Hilarity Ensues, Natasha Romanov Is a Good Bro, Sam Wilson Is a Good Bro, Fluffy Ending, TONY STARK IS A DRAMA QUEEN, Janet Van Dyne is a Good Bro

source http://archiveofourown.org/works/22280548

[dream-beyond-the-fantasy]

This pic is just asking for a Karate Kid promfic.

Billy Zabka

[eene-fangirl]

The promfic idea, EddyNazz with either at the prom, or him having a ridiculous way of asking her to prom. I know Eddy, he'll go over the top & then the show's karma rule makes it fall flat on his face. Nazz goes with him even if she's put off, cause she appreciates the effort & likes him enough to go regardless.

Ed peaked around the to spot Nazz at her locker. “Nazz is in place, eddy. She’s unaware of our plan.”

“Don’t stick out like a sore thumb, lumpy.” Eddy said pulling his friend back around the corner.

“Shall we rehearse once more, Eddy.” Edd asked.

“Again?”

“Remember, Eddy, practice makes perfect. You don’t want to say the wrong thing or tie your tongue in a knot.”

“Is this advice for you you or me?”

“Is is no time for jokes. Now, what are you going to say?”

“Can I just get this over with?”

And Eddy stormed around the corner. “Good luck, Eddy! Shoot the egg out of the chicken.”

Eddy stopped when he was inches away from Nazz. His throat dried up and Eddy could feel his cheeks beginning to flare up. Perhaps it was best to rehearse again.

Nazz turned around. They were face to face. Eddy looked down and noticed that if Nazz came any closer they would have kissed.

“Hi Eddy.” Nazz greated.

“H-Hiya, Nazz.” Eddy stuttered.

Words wouldn’t form. If he could talk to a picture of Nazz why couldn’t he speak to her?

“Is there something you wanted to ask me?” Nazz asked. She was smirking and staring at him with those delicate eyes. Did that mean she had an idea of what he was going to ask? Eddy wished he knew how to speak girl. Their minds changed so often that he hardly knew how how to act around them.

“Uh, so…”

“So?” Nazz batted her eyes. On purpose or did she have something in her eyes?

“So, do you have a lot of homework this weekend?” Stupid!

One had to look very closely to notice Nazz’s smile disappear for a second. “A bit. Straton gave a history report. I won’t have any trouble with that.”

“I’m sure you won’t.”

“Yeah.”

“Uh-huh.”

Eddy’s arm pit were soaking up. Why was she so intimidating today?

“Are you…”

“Going to prom?”

Eddy choked on his own saliva and started coughing, “Y-Yes. That’s what I was going to ask.”

“Yeah, I’m going. Are you?”

“Yes.”

“Are you going with anybody? Kevin asked me, but I turned him down.”

If Eddy’s jaw could drop all the way to the floor it would have. “You denied a promposal from Kevin?”

“I wasn’t interested in going with him. I’m waiting for someone else to ask me.”

Eddy could feel the anger boiling within him. He was too late.

“So, who is he?” Eddy asked trying not to sound bitter.

“Oh, I don’t know if you’d know him. He’s cute, a little shy, but he’s soooo smart.”

Now steam was firing out from Eddy’s ears. “Fine, if he’s so smart then go ask him out!”

“You really want me to?” Her voice was snarky.

“Yeah, go on! I don’t care!”

“Then you’d like to go to prom with me?”

“Yeah, whether you like it or not!”

“Good, pick me up at my house at seven?”

“Fine, be ready!”

“With bells on my toes.”

And Nazz walked off. Eddy unclenched his fists and came to terms with what just happened.

“Great job, Eddy. You really showed Nazz.” Ed told Eddy appearing from around the corner.

“That’s not what I had in mind, but exemplary work, Eddy.”

“Yeah, uh, thanks. Do you have a clue about what happened?” Eddy asked still so confused.

“Nazz asked you. Your ears were steaming to the point where you could cook toasted marshmallows. I thought you learned how to untie your tongue.”

“Shut up, Ed. You know how all the girls can’t take the ol’ eddy charm. I’m too much. Let’s go boys. We have a lot of work to do before Friday.”

[03cursd]

had my senior prom last night and u know what. i am not immune to hs au promfic

[ao3feed-avac]

Can't Get Any Worse

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2uV4lOc

by Sangelunaforever

It's an AVAC promfic, must I say more?

Tony blows up his latest experiment resulting in the loss of his eyebrows all while prom is right around the corner. It would all be fine and dandy if Steven Grant Rogers wasn't asking him to be his date.

Words: 1857, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Avengers Academy (Video Game)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Janet Van Dyne

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Prom, Experiment Mishaps, Hilarity Ensues, Natasha Romanov Is a Good Bro, Sam Wilson Is a Good Bro, Fluffy Ending, TONY STARK IS A DRAMA QUEEN, Janet Van Dyne is a Good Bro

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2uV4lOc

[christotokos]

🥺 🤡 😈 ⛔ -- sorry this took me so long lol

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels? — anytime dallas and pony have jacket sharing or food sharing, i am soft.

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh? — the promfic having this amazing exchange with darry and dallas

"No, no, I set aside some for him already, just in case," Ponyboy hears some warmth in Darry's tone as he dips into the bathroom, futilely searching. "You're free to just get him the usual. You two gonna do everything with it?" "What's everything?" Dallas asks, and Ponyboy is about to feel himself go nuts looking for his shoes when he spots them, right near Darry's door. How they got there, he isn't sure, just looping his fingers into them. "Darry, I ain't been to school since I was ten. The fuck do I know about prom?" Ponyboy wishes he were there to see Darry's face at that moment. It's gotta be hilarious, given the pause.

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers? — ehehehe. i've poked sometimes at readers, particularly cliffhangers.

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped? — the original version of the star tears fic which has turned into palermofic. it's great, honestly.

[littleturtle95]

Happy Fanfic Writer Friday (#FFWF)! What's your longest oneshot about? How about your longest multi-chapter fic?

My longest one shot is “Memories After All”, for the 911 Lone Star fandom. A Tarlos fic with the “Eddie Begins” from 911 trope and memory Loss and is 12K words long.

The second one is “Dance Practice” and it's a Love Pentagon IT!High School AU, a promfic inspired by the chapter of 11/22/‘63 (another Stephen King's book) with the Bev and Richie cameo and is 11K words long.

My longest multichapter fic is in Italian, on Wattpad. It’s a Narnia!Harry Potter AU called “This is Us - Uprising”, in particular the third part of a series of three called “This is Us”. It has currently twenty eight chapters with an average of ten thousand words each, that means it has 280K (two hundred and eighty thousand) words. It's not finished yet and the two previous parts of the series are just a little shorter, the first bring 250K words and the second 240K. They're also the fics of mine that I like the most and that I feel the most attached to.

My longest multichapter in English is “Facilis Descensus Averno” who is a Superhero!AU with the classic Love Square Secret Identity trope in it for the Malec fandom, that's also a Coffee Shop!AU and has eight chapters and 40K words.

Thanks for the ask 🦋and happy ffwf to you too!

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we are loving for the sake of loving, we are reaching for the stars and bringing them back down to us, we are kissed by the sun in the first winter month when the bright departs early but our hearts are in front. and desperately so, they must remain there, at the forefront of the fight to give all of us in the back a little extra time to love and to find and to reach and reunite with ourselves and with those who could rival the summer sun healing the backs of our necks and our shoulders and specks that she litters our skin with; to remind us of her own that glow in the night every time she heals and dreams along with us; a glow to remind us that even in the periods our summer sun’s are unable to love in the way we all know them to love, he is still loving in a loud secret, proud whispers in an ear at the break of dawn with a warm kiss we recreate with fires in hearths and flames in our hearts: a preservation of memory, the very fuel we require for every step we take, one in front of the other.

he silently begs that it is enough to tide you until the wake of spring when you meet again in full bloom with a cough and a sneeze and a red nose that forgot how to breathe, but you still hold the flower up to your lips and inhale, because he never needed to beg, because even in blindness, his love is second nature, a muscle memory that will never leave you even after decades of losing sight of a love that has been with you since before you learned how to run and realised you could not stop: dormant in your heart, sprouting through your soul, and blooming, blooming, blooming.

you return the flower to the earth. it reaches him that way. you avoid the slab of rock like the plague, a barrier that exudes death onto anything that touches it. so it sits beside it instead, touching the soil, touching him. it would reach him that way, like an earthly tether. when you next see him, he has bloomed, bloomed, bloomed, too, just for you. you kneel and you kiss the soil and when you open your eyes, you are in his arms, with his loud secrets whispered in your ear, and you are a child again with the summer sun cupped in your hands as though it were a firefly that you caught, convinced that it was god. you think then, in the midst of your gratefulness for his life, that it could be a religion: to love for the sake of loving.

[melancholic-pigeon]

Updated list of songs referenced in Promfic:

I Wanna Dance with Somebody (Who Loves Me) - Whitney Houston

Red & Black - Les Mis (again)

99 Red Balloons - Nena

(I've Had) The Time of My Life - Jennifer Warner

Can't Fight This Feeling - REO Speedwagon

The Final Battle - Les Mis

Crash and Burn - Savage Garden

Stand By Me - Ben E. King

True Colors - Cyndi Lauper

I Will Always Love You - Whitney Houston

Johanna - Sweeney Todd

Baby Beluga - Raffi

....yeah I do this a lot. I think in music and translate it into human speech. It can be...a problem.

I'm like Temba, His Arms Wide, but in song titles instead of star trek next gen's prediction of meme culture

[songsfromthecatacombs]

promfic sneaky peek

I'll be honest with you guys -- I may be using this fic as an excuse to make excessive puns about the staff of Monster High.

In summary: Draculaura is super excited about the upcoming prom, and can't really understand why none of the staff shares her enthusiasm. After discovering Mr Rotter refuses to attend, she makes it her mission to get him a date.. no matter what.

Sneak a peek below the cut. Give me another two, maybe three weeks, and it'll be up on ff.net!

Rotter looked up as the classroom door creaked open, quickly taking his feet off the top of his desk and folding the newspaper into his lap. He frowned at the students in his doorway, annoyed. "Draculaura," he said, not bothering to keep the sneer out of his voice; then, spotting the student hovering behind her, he relaxed a bit. "Miss Yelps. <<Good afternoon,>>" he said in zombie, giving her a half-smile, and she inclined her head at him with a grateful nod.

The ghouls exchanged a look, and Ghoulia nudged Draculaura through the doorway, closing it behind them.

The vampire ghoul lifted her chin, seizing one of the chairs near the front of the classroom, and turned it towards Mr Rotter's desk, taking a seat. "Mr Rotter, I know you said you don't want to attend prom, but I happen to know for a fact that the Headmistress would love to go with you, and I think, you know, considering that -- "

He held up a hand, brows furrowed together, and she halted. Ghoulia dragged a chair up alongside Draculaura, sinking into it, and drew her laptop from her bag.

Rotter picked up his napkin, wiping the corners of his mouth. His look of concern deepened into a scornful scowl. "Bloodgood?" he echoed.

Draculaura studied his face. She'd always had a hard time interpreting his expressions, but she hoped the outrage in his tone was actually pleasant surprise, and the grimace on his face actually a disfigured smile.

"Draculaura," he said, and she knew that tone too well. It was 'here comes a lecture' voice. She hurried to interrupt him.

"The two of you know each other so well. She says you've been friends for almost a century now. She's smart, she's cultured.."

Rotter sighed, casting a glance around the vacant classroom before running one hand over his scalp. Eyeing her, he said, "I have no interest in attending the prom -- with or without Bloodgood -- and I am certain she has no interest in my company. But that is not going to stop this infernal questioning, is it?"

Draculaura smiled. "Nope."

He nodded to himself, picking at the half-finished sandwich atop his desk. He gave Ghoulia a weary grin. "What, exactly, do you want?"

Her voice became wheedling. "I want to see you at prom! With someone you like, who likes you back! Is that so terrible?"

"For me? Yes. For you, it is also highly inappropriate, invasive, and thoughtless." He narrowed his eyes at her. "I could report you for this."

"Look. I am not asking for personal details. I am not proposing you go with anyone you don't already like. I just.. I want everyone to enjoy prom, you know? I'm going with Clawd. We are going to dress up in fancy expensive clothes and dance, and smooch, and all my friends will be there to tell us how happy they are for us and how wonderful we look, and I will feel so happy to be with him and with my friends and.. and at this school! And I want that for everyone!"

Mr Rotter crossed his arms over his chest, sitting back in his chair. She spotted the tips of his shiny leather loafers, tapping against the leg of his desk. "I am already quite content to be at this school. I do not need your help -- "

"You're not fooling anyone, you know!" Draculaura sat forward, half-rising from her seat. "You are a desperate and lonesome man -- I know it!"

He pursed his lips, guarded, sulking. "Mr D'eath is more so, I dare say."

"And he is attending. After his sister's funeral."

Rotter considered for a moment. "The ladies who work in the creepateria?"

"Are mostly married. Ooh, but one of them is going on a singles cruise."

He shuddered, his expression pinching into a true grimace. "Horrifying. What about Hack?"

"Married. Has tickets to the opera."

"Where?"

"Ghoulfriend. I've asked all of them, Mr Rotter. They all have legitimate reasons for not attending, or they plan to be there. But you -- "

Rotter bristled, scowling. "My reasons are legitimate! I would rather not make a spectacle of myself in front of respected colleagues and.." His grimace sharpened momentarily into a sneer. "Students."

Draculaura sat back, a sulk beginning to build on her delicate features. "What if you actually had a good time?"

He snorted, avoiding her eyes.

"Ghoulia has come up with a database of eligible staff members. Right, Ghoulia?"

The zombie groaned, nodding, and Rotter glared at both of them. "Print it. I'll go through it after school."

"No, you won't. We're going to go over it right now." Draculaura scooted forward once more, leaning sideways to peer at Ghoulia's screen. "Now, the first thing we need to know is, uh, do you have a gender preference?"

A trace of amusement crossed Rotter's unsmiling face. He glanced behind them at the clock on the wall, and, sighing, leaned his elbows atop his desk.

"You know," Draculaura said, casting a hopeful look up at him. "Do you like men, or women, or.. both? Neither? All of the above?" Her thin brows knit together.

He smirked at her, and she felt her face go hot.

"Well, I don't know," she said, flustered. "I don't judge. It's just so we can.. what's it do, Ghoulia?"

"<<Parse the data,>>" said Ghoulia in her native zombie tongue, and Rotter nodded to himself.

"All right," he said, taking pity on Draculaura's obvious embarrassment. "All right, calm down." He stretched his arms, picking up the remains of his sandwich. "Put your list away. I will tell you.. but you must make me one promise."

Shocked, Draculaura nodded, jaw agape.

"I am trusting you," Rotter said, leaning forward across the desk, "to handle this in a more mature fashion than I have ever seen you act. All I ask is that you convince her to attend. Do not tell her about me, do not even mention me. If you can swear to do this, I'll be there." A brief grin flitted across his grotesque features. "I'll even dress up for the occasion. Ghoulia, I am holding you responsible for her actions, as well. Is it a deal?"

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More to be posted! Can't wait to see what you monsters are doing. Cheers!