(Last night)
Claudia:
*She sits uncomfortably in her seat, looking to the candle in front of her.
Her curls curtain her face a little as she shifts her gaze to her cream-white high-heels shoes. Her lips form into a rosy pout, and her eyes are narrowed slightly when she notices a tiny bug walking nonchalantly on her lap. Gently, she picks it up and puts it on the floor. Her white dress looks simplistic yet elegant. Transparent long sleeves loosely hug her arms. Noticing her pearl necklace, she begins to admire it. Until her friends finally take their seats.
Claudia notices how lovely everyone looks as they dance like swans in a lake. She sees Composta takes her seat next to the blonde muppet happily. They greet each other kindly and engage is light conversation despite Claudia’s inability to communicate appropriately with her. The girl turns her head to see a talented Beaker swinging around a muppet girl not too far away from them. Wow, he sure could dance. Deciding to return to light conversation, she discovers Composta being swept away to a dance by her long time husband.*
Claudia:
Yah know, this is such a pretty party…Jim is probably having the time of his life now, watching over this.
Eeee!
The Count is dancing with the Countess! *Whispers to Bunsen* they make a GREAT couple! Oh! Oh! Alex is dancing with Kyle! AWWW! Oh wait wait wait! I spot Bert dancing with Prairie! Oooo Kimmy is dancing with the maestro! Herry…Murray….OOOO!
Bunsen:
Madam, may I have this dance?
*Offers an arm*
Claudia:
*Nods*
Yah, I get excited at parties!
Warning, I can’t walk in these types of shoes…
Bunsen:
I noticed. That’s probably why nobody asked you.
Not to worry, I’ve decided to tolerate your pinchy shoes and light perfume.
I am highly prepared for any foot stepping too.
Claudia:
Gee, I sure feel better about myself.
*Glares*
Bunsen:
I’m so glad dear.
*Says absentmindedly*
Claudia:
*Wants to badly pour punch on Bunsen*
Ok babyface…
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(Today)
Bunsen:
You managed not to step on my foot.
You did so wonderfully last night!
Claudia:
*Giggles*
Yah, except the part where I tripped at the end of the party...
when you were covered in punch...
Bunsen:
Oh, I ended up smelling rather nice.
I can't hold a grudge too long.
Dr. Van Neuter:
*Scoffs*
Bunsen:
*Natters*
Dr. Van Neuter:
It was a dream last night.
The beautiful Composta Heap has graced me with her
presence! Ohhh...*Looks lovingly to his scientific instruments*
Beaker:
*Dances around the dorms happily while singing*