Dang It I Just Got A Thought. After The Couples Got Together During One Of The Thunderstorms, One Of

Dang it I just got a thought. after the couples got together during one of the thunderstorms, one of the minis turn on music to drown out the thunder and dogday asks catnap to dance and with the music going downstairs prototype asks angel to dance and they just softly sway together in a little soft moment

Okay I just HAD to write something about this. Hope you enjoy it!

Pairing(s): DayNap, Prometheus.

Warnings: None!

"Do you guys like this song?"

There's a pause as Marie Long Legs lifts Julie up so she can properly adjust the sound. The small green bunny's ears twitch, and she scratches her back while waiting for a response. Marie nods: "It's pretty good".

The others agree. A thunder echoes outside, and you have to gently squeeze Picky's arm so she won't collapse next to you. Carefully, you let her rest on your lap. The song is now louder, and Julie is tapping her bunny feet against the wooden floor.

"No more bad thunders for us!", she proclaims. You nod in approval, and she jumps on her feet, other small critters following her lead.

"Maybe you guys should dance", you suggest to no one in particular. "Get all of that energy out".

The toys mutter and talk amongst each other, and, after making sure Picky is alright, you let go of her arm and stretch yourself, not keen on the idea of getting up from your spot. Elliot moves behind you, and you feel one of his arms drag you closer to him. You look up as he stares right at you, his eyes glowing red. You nod at him with a smile, dragging your blanket closer to you two.

Hoppy is already silently clapping her hands by the time you return your attention back to the kids. Julie copies her movement, the other small toys moving.

That's when Dogday gets up from the pile of cushions, pillows and blankets made for the occasion. He stretches his arms, and, with a small smile, turns towards Catnap, lazily spread across his own corner of the living room.

"May I have this dance?"

Theo blinks slowly, before playfully rolling his eyes and getting up from his spot. "Of course".

"Ew, romance", Hoppy shows her tongue, receiving a smack from Catnap's tail. She laughs way louder than what you were expecting for such a simple joke, and you smile. "Dumbass".

Catnap gets up on two legs, tail wagging behind him as Dogday holds him close. You could pinpoint the exact moment the feline's world melted away, leaving only his partner there. And Dogday knew it, chuckling in amusement as he guided Catnap on their little dance.

"Awnt", Bobby mutters, next to you and Picky. "It's like seeing a little royal ball!"

"Who's the prince, then?", Poppy asks, nodding to the song's rhythm.

"Dogday", the bear suggests. "And Catnap is also a prince, but he's from another kingdom".

"We're hearing you two, you know?", Dogday replies, still chuckling. Catnap is purring, a signal to everyone inside to know that, at least for now, they're all safe. "But I like the idea".

"Hm", Catnap agrees. "It's not too far to what you actually are in real life".

Poppy, Dogday and Bobby all chuckle, amused. Picky is genuinely smiling as well. You can see Bubba relax against the couch he's using, petting Bunzo without a care in the world. "Not too far from our D&D sessions, either", the elephant points out.

"Are you guys really leaving only us to dance?", Dogday asks, being spun by Catnap.

"Naaah", the feline complains. "Don't say that, it's more space for us".

Tlic, tlic, tlic, everyone hears, as Delight, ready as ever, jumps from her pile of pillows, leaving her book aside, energetically dancing her way towards you and the other girls. She offers her hand to Picky, grabbing her cane with her remaining one, and the two of them giggle before joining the dance floor.

"Ah, noooooo", Catnap laments, playfully hitting the duo with his tail. Dogday cannot stop giggling as he and his partner try to give space to Delight, who simply decides to occupy more and more.

"You're going to knock us out of the dance floor!", he accuses them.

"Uh-uh!", Delight objects, laughing out loud. "Hoppy, Kickin, come here, darlings! Marie, Poppy, you too~!"

It's not long before a majority of the toys join the main couple on their many attempts at dancing. You stay in your sofa for a while, before getting up and wrapping Crafty on a warm blanket. She smiles back at you, camera on hands as she films the disorganized symphony.

"I'll go check in your other parent", you tell the group. "Be right back!"

"Yeah, sure, dad", Kickin replies, causing everyone, including you, to laugh. You show your tongue to him, and he replies the gesture. "Nah!"

"Nah!", you repeat, leaving the living room.

You pause, knocking on the bedroom's door before entering. You can still hear the song Judy put on for everyone to dance to, even after you make sure the room is once again closed.

"Elliot?", you call.

"Angel?"

You put your hands on your hips, amused, as you watch the giant pile of flesh, fluff and metal get up from another pile, this time made of pillows, various plushies, and extra-large blankets sewn together to fit his form better. He grabs all the cloth that covers his face, revealing a fleshy cover with brilliant red eyes.

"Looks like no lightning has hit you", you observe, approaching the Prototype. He leaves room for you to sit on your bed. "Just wanted to see if you were okay. The kids are dancing in the living room".

"I heard", he mutters, before hiding his face in the blankets again. "I saw".

"You saw?"

"I taught Theo how to dance", he continued, ignoring how amused you were at how, despite all this time, he was stil as stealthy as ever. "Did I tell you this?"

"... Yes. More than once, in fact", you lie against him. "Do you want to tell me about it again?"

"...", Elliot replies. "No".

"No? But you love talking about that!"

"I know".

"Bad day?"

You yelp in surprise when, all of a sudden, he uncovers his face and human torso, grabbing you and dragging you out of bed. You hold Prototype for dear life as he laughs in your face, amused. "You fell for this again".

"You scared me!", you groan, being put back on the floor. Elliot had gotten out of the blankets while you were trying to not fall (as if he ever dropped you on purpose), his amalgamation of a body now free from the bed. "What is it now?"

"The kids are dancing, correct?", he repeats, partially using your voice. You nod: "You should dance".

"And you should get out of the bedroom for now. I don't want you to have another nightmare without me being nearby to help".

"I will get out of the bedroom. But we should dance, first".

"We?"

The Prototype then showed his hand, palm open for you to hold, like you always do. You shake your head, letting him drag you close to him. His touch is half-cold like a machine and half-warm like a normal person, and the way he moves is still a bit broken and unelegant here and there, but you cling to him.

Slowly, one step at a time, you and Elliot try to make a little dance, going back-and-forth. He smiles (or at least attempts this the best way he can), and you laugh when he tries to spin you around, only for you to almost fall out of his grasp.

"So/rry", he mutters. "We are not used to doing this as much as we want to".

"We, as in you and me, or you, as in you and the other yous?"

"Both".

"Hm".

The song still echoes in the background. It's soft and warm, and you give Elliot a hug as you two try to make-do of your dance. His torso seems to relax under your touch, just like how your mind does when he's around.

"We should dance more", you suggest. "May be a good habit to keep. You're gettind old, Elliot, don't want to see you forgetting how to move".

"I can't get old anymore. You, on the other hand...".

You yelped when Elliot lifted you up, spinning you around him, but not putting you down. No, no, he really wanted to hold you.

"You... You will. Which is why we should dance more. You're getting old".

"Wait at least 50 more years before saying that".

He chuckles. You roll your eyes and give him a kiss on the forehead, making him stop moving. Then it is your turn to laugh, getting on the floor again and holding his hands so he can follow you.

"C'mere, big guy. The kids are going to love this if the critters and Bunzo don't try to use you as a mountain to climb".

Elliot merely laughs, opting to simply follow your command.