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Valentine's Dance; Town Hall; Friday Evening [8 pm - 10 pm]

Arrivals to town hall would notice that the Student Council took a darker approach to the decorations this year. The colors of the streamers, balloons and table cloths were in shades of dark red and black. Instead of cut outs of hearts and pictures of cupid, there were broken mirrors hanging on the walls, open umbrellas scattered about the room, fake cobwebs on the wall and glittery cut outs of the number "13" hung everywhere.

You even had to walk under a huge ladder in order to get into the dance.

Sure, they were tempting fate by having a Friday the 13th themed dance but this was Fandom. What's the worst that could happen?

[~~Wait for the~~ OCD ~~or so help me...I'll hurt you~~ is here! Up early because Natalie said so and to get the most out of play. Second part to go up later on tonight (tomorrow?) to save browsers and to spike punch]

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"Now how would I piss you off?" Chuck asked. "I am an extremely pleasant person."

"If you sleep with those fucking cookies, again," he said as sternly as he could.

"Oh yeah...about that..." Chuck bit his lip and tried to look apologetic. "I may have succumbed to temptation the other day."

"Oh, you cookie fucker," he said, gasping. "Again, Chuck?"

"I'm weak," he said with a shrug.

"Was it at least good?" Hannibal asked, snickering.

"Amazing," he said, smiling. "So very satisfying."

"So, fine, you have no need for me if you have your precious cookies," Hannibal decided oh so sadly.

Chuck shook his head and tried to keep a straight face. "I didn't want it to end up this way. I'm sorry."

"Good luck trying to tie up your cookie lovers with your scarf!" Hannibal mock cried.

"Don't make a scene. You're embarrassing yourself," Chuck told him. "Have some dignity!"

"I can't help it, you were on my one and only!" Hannibal nearly wailed.

Chuck burst out laughing. "Okay, now you really are embarrassing yourself."

"Yeah, I just made a spectacle over fucking cookies," he said and joined Chuck in laughter. "They'd better at least been good!"

"I was stoned off my ass, fuck yeah they were good," he said.

"You are going to kill your brain cells," Hannibal said and gave Chuck's head a little tap.

Chuck rolled his eyes. "Don't lecture me. Makes you sound like Sam."

"But not as hot, right?" he teased, grinning.

"Oh yeah, that floppy hair of his does things to me," Chuck said flatly.

"But I've got the six pack abs," he said, grinning at the change in Chuck's tone. "Touchy touchy. Recognize a tease, Chuck."

"I'm quite aware that you're a tease," Chuck replied.

"I am a fan of anticipation," he said. "The higher it goes, the more fun the payoff is."

"Yeah, just make sure you get to the payoff at some point," Chuck said.

"Have I ever not gotten to the pay off with you before?" he asked.

"There's a first time for everything," Chuck said even though, no, he didn't really think that would happen.

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