This is another long one...

Also, AN a the end, take a read :D

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It was a cold, and misty morning in the village you resided at. You stared out the window. Bored out of your mind. Looking up you faint light shining through the heavy fog. You could just imagine what the fog looks like from the castle, watching down on the measly village with the lanterns, fireplaces, and furnaces that make the village glow with life.

You sigh, gliding your head down to rest on your arm, your wrists dangling over the window. You daydream about how the Toreador Kingdom could be more exciting. Not that it isn't, the fiddlers do play such grand music, the whole village dances and perform jigs for everyone to enjoy. You just want to see what's at the castle, just like any girl in the village, the castle is a destination on each of their bucket lists. However, unlike any other girl googling over the princes, you want to see the art they have, the food, and the culture of royalty You wonder what galas, balls, and grand feasts happen in the castle. Unfortunately, that is for those of higher status, but a girl can't help but a dream, right?

"Damnit! (Y/n), could you help me retrieve the paints and canvases outside?" Jeremy said frantically. A jumble of art supplies filled his arms and hands. He drops the supplies on the ground, the mix of wood, and metal hitting the floor.

"(Y/n)!" Jeremy called out. You broke out of your trance and turned to Jeremy.

"Yes!" You answered.

"I know the castle looks wonderful from here, as you frolic with all the fine gentlemen that will be at the castle," Jeremy starts, you roll your eyes at his comment. "But as you can see, it is quite humid outside as well as a downpour waiting to happen. Can you please help me gather everything?" You nodded and followed him outside.

Jeremy was a kind-hearted soul that could never hurt a fly. You even compared him to a cinnamon roll when you passed the bakery. Of course, being Jeremy, he always denied any sort of compliment or weird comparison. He knows how much you daydream and let you do so unless it's raining outside. He thinks that daydreaming helps you bring creativity in your mind, and strike up new and innovative ideas. You always admired how he thought.

Picking up the empty canvases, you head inside and gently place them down. Having each one lean against the wall to dry. Jeremy comes in with a few half-finished canvases and lines them up the wall as well. After that was done, Jeremy walks out to gather the rest of the supplies and you begin to grab the firewood.

"Are you starting the fire?" Jeremy asks obliviously.

"No, I'm grabbing wood for my next artwork," you say sarcastically. Jeremy gives you a confused look.

"I'm kidding! Of course, I am. I am gathering the firewood after all." You tease. Jeremy smiles and places the remaining art supplies down in their respective spots. You start placing down the firewood in the fireplace, creating a small open area under the wood. Gathering a small ready-made bundle of dry leaves from the basket Jeremy made, you head out to the door and open the lantern. Placing the dry leaves in the fire, and watching the leaves slowly gain their orangy glow, you quickly head inside and place the leaves under the wood. Blowing delicately to encourage the fire to spread.

"You are getting better at starting a fire, (Y/n)!" Jeremy praised. You smiled as you watch the flame spread to the cut logs.

"By the way," Jeremy began. He went around to his desk and pulled out a small basket of letters. "Someone sent you a letter"

He handed you a small envelope. The pastel yellow already told you who the letter was from. A big grin plastered on your face. You look at the envelope and then at Jeremy excitedly. You open the letter eagerly and took out the paper within. Reading excitedly, your eyes taking in each and every word.

"Chica is coming to the village!" You cheer. Jeremy's eyes widened.

"You mean...  Princess Chica? As in, of-"

"Saccharine? Yes! She even said she is bringing us her famous cupcakes!" You squeal.

"When did you become good friends with her?" Jeremy asks.

"Remember the baking festival we went to? To support Mike?"

"Ah, I remember, he lost terribly at the scone baking contest, but go on!" Jeremy chuckled.

"Yes, the princess was a part of that contest, as well as the host of the festival. I met her at her cupcake stand. We bonded our mutual interests of arts and crafts, as well as baking." You exclaimed. you look down at the letter and continue reading. A big grin formed on your face as you jump with glee. "It even says here that she will stay with us during her stay here!"

"That's wonderful! However, why is she coming to Toreador?" Jeremy asks.

"Jeremy! How could you not know! King Shadow is holding a ball in two days! I've known about this for a month!" You say shockingly.

"I'm sorry, I don't gossip about things that I have nothing to do with," Jeremy rolls his eyes and smirks. "When is the princess coming?"

"It says that she will be here the same day the letter arrives." You say, reading her letter.

"So tonight? Does she know where you are?" Jeremy asks.

"I did send her a letter a few weeks ago" You answer. Jeremy smiled, but his face soon turned into confusion.

"Wait, if she is coming, then wouldn't she stay at the castle? With the other royal families? As well as her sisters?" Jeremy questioned.

"Huh... never thought of that... Maybe she'll tell us when she gets here?" You speculated.

"Maybe?" Jeremy shrugged. "Anyways, it seems like we aren't going to have any more paintings done in this weather... Want to sketch anything?"

Jeremy grabbed the two sketchbooks from the shelf and walked around. He gave you your sketchbook, sitting next to you, he opened his sketchbook and pulled out his pencil.

"Since the ball is something you're excited about, let's see who can create something we would wear if we were invited? Hm?" Jeremy smirked. You smile at the challenge. You open your sketchbook and take your pencil out.

You both begin sketching. The fire crackles in the background. The signs swing from the cool breeze moving through the village.

You drew an off-shoulder gown, the sleeves were short but flowy, the extra fabric following the top of the dress, the top part of the dress was fitting, mostly to show the natural shape of the wearer, along with a way to tighten or loosen the dress as the back. the dress was long, reaching to the floor, the look was flowy, with specks of sparkle. Drawing the rest of the dress, from the back, and an up-close look at the fabric and details. To you, this was your dream dress.

You looked over at Jeremy, he was still drawing his outfit. You look back at your sketchbook and admire your work. Daydreaming about how you would look. The elegant mistress gazing at the beautiful artwork in the castle, as you enjoy the finger food they serve. Alas, a strong knock at the door woke you up from your dream.

You and Jeremy jump and look at the door. Looking at each other, you gesture for him to continue, as you stand up. You walk to the door and slide open the peep-hole. Seeing a woman around your height, beautiful bright blond hair in a signature yellow dress. You squeal and open the door.

"Chica!" You cry out.

"(Y/n)!" Chica cheered. You both hugged each other.

"Come in!" You say, moving to the side. Chica walks in looking around, noticing all the mess of canvases and art supplies. You close the door behind her and walk up to her.

"Welcome to an artist's castle. Also known as your humble abode for the next couple of nights." You beamed. Chica couldn't help but smile.

"Why thank you, I will take this over a grand castle, with servers in my face any day." Chica followed. She looks over at the table to see Jeremy. Jeremy was in deep concentration on his sketch, drawing the last detail.

"Jeremy!" You call out. Jeremy jumped and turned around.

"What? I'm almost finished!" Jeremy groaned. He looks at Chica.

"Oh! Princess! I didn't notice!" Jeremy stammered. He stands up and bows, "My apologies."

"Oh, there's no need for the formalities, just call me Chica." She said calmly. Jeremy rises from his bow.

"Alright... Chica... would you like some food?" Jeremy asks.

"Actually, I have something new I want to make, do you have a kitchen in this artist's castle?"

"Why yes, we do," Jeremy says. He goes through the hallway and enters a room to a rundown kitchen. Chica follows and places the ingredients on the table and began cooking.

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"Here you go!" Chica cheered. Placing down a plate of food. You and Jeremy stared at the steaming food in awe.

"It looks delicious! What is it?" You look at her, your mouth starting to salivate at the smell.

"So, my sister made this when she visited a close friend of ours, now it is a favorite of mine. If I remember, she said they called it....pizza?" Chica exclaimed. "Have a bite!"

Without hesitation, you and Jeremy picked up a slice. The smell of cheese and tomato lifting in the air. Taking a bite, you could taste the basil and oregano in the tomato sauce, and the soft, mild taste of the gooey cheese. The crisp flatbread the tomato sauce and cheese rested on complimented the soft texture well.

"Chica, you are an amazing baker!" You exclaim. Jeremy nodded as he stuffed his face with another bite.

"Thank you! It was pretty easy, the hard part was perfecting the flatbread. Sometimes it would come out soggy, other times, well... too burnt." Chica chuckled nervously.

Once everyone was finished with their meal, Jeremy offered to clean up. He let you show Chica her room and have you two catch up.

Showing Chica her room, she placed her things down, lighting the lantern with the candle you held. Her room was cozy, the soft rug on the floor complimented her color pallet well. The bed was slightly stiff, but still comfortable nonetheless. The blanket was soft and fitting as well.

"I love it! I do miss living in the village sometimes," Chica exclaimed.

"What do you mean by that?" You ask.

"Well... before my older sister married the king, we all lived in the village. That is why I am so fond of village life." Chica explained. She sat down on her bed, the comforting feeling of a familiar feeling filling her mind.

"Well, I m glad that I can give you a moment of nostalgia during your stay here" You smile at her, sitting down next to her.

"Thank you..." Chica calmly says. Her calm facial expression looked down at her feet. Taking a deep breath, Chica regains her posture and turns to you. "Now, let us go see your room!"

Chica giggles. She grabs your hand and drags you out to the hall. You almost tripped over your feet from her dragging you down the hall. You almost ran into Jeremy as he was walking up the stairs to reach his room. Giggling the whole time as Chica was trying to find your room. Eventually, she found it. She dragged you to your bed and flopped next to you. You both laugh.

"That was an adventure!" You laughed. Chica continued to laugh. She then sits up and sits at the end of your bed.

"I have a request for you," Chica asked.

"Hmmm... what kind of request?" You ask.

"Well, Shadow is holding a feast tomorrow for the close family members and friends. I don't want to go alone..." Chica explained. You were shocked, a feast? With the royal families of the neighboring kingdoms?

"A-are you sure?" You stutter. Your face started burning up.

"You said you wanted to see the castle, why not join me? Please, my sisters, are excruciating to listen to, as well as the boys from the neighboring kingdoms. They are a pain!" Chica groaned.

"The boys?" You ask.

"You know, such as Freddy Fazbear? Duke of Toreador? If I recall, I think he owns the land you currently reside in." Chica says looking out the window.

"The... The duke!" You exclaim.

"Yup, and as well as Bonnie-"

"He's the duke of Harmonia," You say frantically.

"Yes, the land he owns is very lively and musical," Chica cheers.

"He was also one of the most well-known bachelors of the neighboring kingdoms" You ramble.

"Who else will be there?" You ask. You were twiddling with your fingers.

"Sir Fox... he's a general from the Escapade Kingdome-"

"He's very famous for his skill with a sword as well as a pistol. He is also the captain of his ship and  crew." You ramble. Chica's smile turned into a grin.

"Looks like you know a bit of the other, what about their siblings?" Chica smirked. You were lightly biting your nails.

"Along with Bonnie, Brandon is also a very well-known bachelor, all the girls talk about him. Troy, is very good at singing, as well as an astounding writer... my favorite books are from him." You ramble.

"What about Mangle?" Chica asks.

"Mangle is very flexible, they have won every event at the Escapade Kingdome and can do everything well on their first try." You explain.

"Spot on. I should ask Shadow to have some trivia during the ball" Chica giggles. "So, will you come with me? Please don't say no, I already have a dress for you!"

"What?! Chica, you shouldn't have!" You shrieked. Chica smiled.

"Pleaaaase!" She begged, holding your hands and squeezing.

"Fine" You sigh. Chica squeals and hops up and hugs you.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You will make the dinner a bit more bearable! I promise you will have fun!" She beamed. You laugh and hug back.

"I'm glad to help," You chuckle. Chica lets you go and sits back down.

"Now, it is time to head to bed, I will see you in the morning, okay?" Chica smiled. You nod

Chica exits the room and heads to her room. You on the other hand couldn't believe that you were going to a dinner to meet... well... royalty! You blew the light out of the candle and rested your head on your pillow. Too frantic to go to sleep.  You couldn't help but imagine what the dinner might be like tomorrow. Will they all wince at you for being a mere commoner? Would they kick you out? Leaving you to not fulfill your duties as a friend? Would they all be intrigued? The millions of questions you could ask. The art you could see, the architecture of the castle, the food that would be served. What would the rest of the village think? A commoner likes yourself dining with high-class members of society. Let alone having the Princess of Saccharine in your home! Drifting into sleep, your frantic mind continues to go through the possible scenarios in your dreams.

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It was morning, the smell of breakfast was calling for you. You hop out of bed and head down to the kitchen. You see Jeremy and Chica setting down the plates of breakfast.

"Good morning (Y/n)!" Chica smiled.

"Good morning!" Jeremy smiled timidly.  You smile and sat down at the table.

"Good morning to the both of you." You exclaim. Jeremy placed down your plate of breakfast.

"Eat up, you have a long day ahead of you" Jeremy gives you a grin. Your eyes widened and you looked at Chica.

"I told him that you are coming along with me, I already sent the King a letter that I am bringing a plus one. He can't say no!" Chica cheered. Sitting down across from you and began to eat her breakfast. Jeremy followed as well.

Quietly eating your breakfast, the sun was shining through the window. It was a beautiful day outside.

"So... how did you two end up living together?" Chica asks.

"Jeremy offered me a job here... since I didn't have anywhere to go. That was a few years ago, right?" You state, looking at Jeremy for any confirmation.

"Yup, and ever since, you've been a great helper as well as a great family member." Jeremy grins, pushing your shoulder.

"Aww, cute! Just like siblings!" Chica cooed. "(Y/n)! We must go to the village tailor! I need to see if there need to be any quick alterations on your dress before tonight!"

"What?" You ask. You were too focused on your food at this point.

"Hurry on with your breakfast!" She exclaimed.

"Alright, Alright!" You giggle, finishing your breakfast as quickly as you could.

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You and Chica were at the tailor's. You stood awkwardly on the stepstool as the tailor poked and prodded at your dress. Chica was having a grand time talking to them. Talking about the kingdom, recipes, and how you fit in the dress. You could see the girls of the village surrounding the tailor's shop. They all knew the princess was here, they all wanted to see her. Luckily, the tailor locked the door so no one could enter.

"Chica, are you sure that this is something I should wear?" You ask.

"Why wouldn't it be?" Chica questioned.

"Well... I'm not royalty. I should be wearing something of more... my status?" You faltered. Looking down at the flowy dress. The round collar fits up to the bottom of your collarbone. The sleeves reach the middle of your palm. It looked flattering on you.

"What do you mean? It is a simple evening dress, I would be wearing something similar." She reassured.

"I know, but usually my clothes are more, rugged, and homely. Not sleek and elegant... and new." You say, looking at the angles of your body. Looking at how well the dress fits you. You couldn't help but smile.

"Alright, I placed the pins in the dress, go and change." The tailor demanded. "Make sure not to take the pins out."

You did as told. You went into a separate room and changed out of the dress and back into your old dress. Walking out of the room, you handed the tailor your dress.

"Will the dress be ready by tonight?" Chica asked.

"I have postponed my other orders to help you with this task princess." The tailor smiled.

"Thank you so much!" Chica cheered. She placed down the money for the service. You two headed back to your shop.

"This is so exciting!" Chica cheered.

"Yeah, it is..." You say nervously. You felt eyes on you throughout the whole village. While you loved Chica's company, you didn't like the attention the village gave you. You could feel some of the girls planning your demise by their piercing glares. Walking quickly, you eventually made it back home.

"That was nerve-wracking," You sighed.

"You learn to get used to the stares" Chica reassured. You sigh and smile. Chica gave a small clap.

"Alright, once your dress is ready, we will head to the castle, and get ready with any hair and cosmetic worries," Chica stated.

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Walking up the steps to the castle doors, you couldn't help but tremble with every step you took. Your legs were numb and your mind was clouded. You hope to make a good impression. You felt a soft touch on your shoulder. You blink your thoughts away to turn to Chica. She's giving you a soft expression.

"You will be fine, I promise!" Chica whispered. You sigh shakily.

"I hope so..." You whisper. Chica looked at the giant door and knocked. It was quiet, but the door opened. The bright light that shined through the doors showed the silhouette of a man. His clothes were dark, and his skin pale.

"Chica, is this your plus one?" The man asks.

"Yes, she is, she's from your kingdom and a really good friend of mine," Chica said, giving a slight curtsy out of respect. You follow her.

"Alright... come in... make sure she doesn't make a mess of things in preparation for tomorrow," He sneered.

"Shadow, you don't need to be so rude. Greet your subjects with respect, since they trust their lives in your hands," Chica grimaced. Shadow scoffed a little. He turns around and looks sternly at Chica.

"I suppose you're right... come in," Shadow sighed. You and Chica walked into the castle. You kept looking down at the floor, your palms squeezing each other, resting in front of you.

"Go on... be the gentleman you boast about being," Chica crossed her arms. Shadow sighed.

"I am truly sorry for the rude introduction. It is nice that a good friend of mine has aquatinted themselves with a fine young woman like yourself," Shadow stated. You look up at him. His expression was soft. You were surprised. The villagers that have met the king have described him as silent and rude. While it was true, his demeanor seemed, different than it was five minutes ago.

"Shadow, why do you put this facade up to your subjects? They just want to know their King and at least have a good relation with you." Chica blurted.

"Last time a King was nice, a war was set between the villagers and the royal family," Shadow answered.

"That was your grandfathers doing, not the villagers," Chica snapped. Shadow rolled his eyes and looked back at you. You stiffened at his gaze.

"I will say... she is a sight for sore eyes" Shadow smirks. You blush at his comment. Chica placed her hand on your shoulders.

"And that comment tells us that it is our time to go. We will meet you soon." Chica voiced. She dragged you down the hall. You looked back at Shadow, he gives you a small wave and walks to the next room.

"He says the most inappropriate things sometimes!" Chica growled. Dragging you into a room, you see two other ladies in the room.

"TC! Mangle! Look who I brought!" Chica announced. The two ladies stopped what they were doing and looked in your direction. Gasping excitedly, they both run up to you.

"Oh my goodness! This is (Y/n)! She's so pretty!" Traci giggled. She grabbed your hands and took you to the vanity and sat you down in the chair.

"Let us get you ready!" Mangle cheered.

Chica stood by the vanity, letting TraciF and Mangle do their work. The cosmetic they put on your face was minimal, just a neutral lip color and a slight shimmer in your eyelids. Your hair was slightly teased, they put your hair up in a small bun, with strands of hair resting on the sides of your face. Looking at yourself in the mirror you were in awe, you haven't seen yourself look like this.

"So?" Chica asks. You smile and turn your face to the sides, looking at how elegant you appeared to be in the mirror.

"I love it! Thank you!" You gushed.

The others continued to get ready. Talking about what food would be served. Traci and Mangle were interested in your life. Such as how it was living in the village in Toreador, how it was like being an artist, how you and Chica met, and so on. You had fun talking to them but also felt out of place. Once the girls were done getting ready, you all start heading to the dining hall. You looked at the walls of the hallway. They were beautiful. The pillars had vivid designs, as they complement the simple walls between them. The paintings were beautiful, the brushstrokes and the detail on each.

Walking into the dining hall, you sat down next to Chica, and Traci and Mangle followed. There was an empty chair next to you. You take a deep breath, hoping no one would sit there, but alas, your wishes must never be fulfilled. Sitting next to you was a fine young man. His hair was golden, his eyes were pitch black with white pupils, like King Shadow's eyes.

"Evening everyone!" The man cheers.

"Gold! Will you ever simmer down at the dinner table? Why do you have to be so annoying?" Someone scolded. You look over and see Freddy on the other side of the dining table.

"You're just upset that I get to live freely and not worry about land and other nonsense you do as a dick," Gold chuckles. Earning a not-so-kind glare from Freddy. "Sorry, I mean Duke."

You snicker at Gold's comment. Freddy's attention turns from his brother to you. A stern glare formed on his face.

"And who is this? Never seen her before?" Freddy gestures to you. You slap your hand over your mouth to stop giggling. Chica turns to you and then looks at Freddy.

"This is (Y/n)! You know, the girl I was talking about?" Chica stated.

"Ah, I remember. I suppose she from your kingdom then?" Freddy questioned. He takes his seat in front of you. You look at him. His icy blue eyes were very nice and complimented his brown hair well.

"I'm actually from here... in Toreador..." You say timidly. Freddy's eyes widened in surprise. He clears his throat.

"Did you seriously forget..." Chica deadpanned. Freddy looked away quietly, avoiding eye contact. Goldie leans over to you.

"He doesn't pay attention to things very well." Goldie chuckled. Freddy rolled his eyes.

Soon, the other guests arrive as well as the king himself. King Shadow starts with a toast and thanking everyone for coming to the small feast as well as attending the ball the next evening. After that, everyone started to dig into the food. Chica offered to plate the food for you so you didn't have to overwhelm yourself with the vast amount of food on the long table. You smiled at her generosity.

The food was amazing. Much better than the food you would have in the village. The meat was fancy. Back at home, you could only have chicken since the pigs were bred for the castle. The fruits were also ripe and sweet. You couldn't have enough. What made your night was the apple pie. It was very sweet. Sweeter than the one the baker would make for the village.

While you were enjoying your food, everyone was talking about the ball, and how many people would be there. What kind of music was playing and so on. You couldn't really put any say into the conversation as you were not invited to such things. However, listening to everyone talk about their excitement made you a bit envious. You couldn't hold onto that feeling though. You enjoyed living as you are.

Once dinner was done you and Chica bid farewell and headed out. Walking down the stairs you reminisce on a fun evening you just had.

"Oh! (Y/n)! Wait for me by the carriage, I need to retrieve something from Shadow!" Chica said hurriedly, she runs up the stairs and runs inside the castle. You stood there as you try to understand what had just happened. You walk down the last few steps and sit in the carriage. Patiently waiting for Chica.

"Hm... I wonder what I should have for dinner tomorrow... Jeremy said that he would make us breakfast and lunch...." You thought to yourself out loud. Quietly thinking about what to cook. The background noise of crickets and the huffing of the horses zoning in your mind.

"(Y/n)!" Chica yelled, hurting onto the carriage. You screamed and jumped.

"What!" You yelled back.

"You're invited to the ball tomorrow!" Chica cheered.

"WHAT?!"

~~~~~

It was the next day. You were very anxious ever since Chica told you that you were invited to the ball. She told you that you really put a good impression on the King, and he is letting you attend the ball. You've been pacing the art studio for hours. Wondering what dress you should wear, how you should act. You didn't even know how to dance! You halt from your pacing and squat down hugging your knees. You were panicking.

Jeremy walks into the art studio, seeing your frantic self in a ball on one end and Chica watching you on the stool next to a canvas. He was holding two bowls of porridge for you and Chica.

"How long has she been like this?" Jeremy asks. Chica tiredly looks at Jeremy.

"Ever since she woke me up... which was two hours ago," Chica yawned. Jeremy placed down one of the bowls next to Chica.

"Here, this will wake you up," Jeremy said, giving Chica an empathic smile. "I will deal with (Y/n)."

Chica began eating the warm porridge. Jeremy calmly walks to you and places the bowl down in front of you.

"(Y/n), have some food. This will help ease your mind." Jeremy inquired.

"How? I'm invited to the ball! Where every, might I say handsome bachelors are. Even my favorite author!" You ramble. You quickly grab the bowl in front of you and stuff your face.

"This is really good..." You whimper taking another bite of porridge.

Jeremy chuckled and sat at the stool next to his easel. Watching you frantically eat your food while Chica was eating hers at a slower pace.

"So, Chica... Do you have any ideas on a dress for (y/n)?" Jeremy asks. Chica brightened up instantly. Her smile reached from ear to ear.

"I have the perfect dress!" Chica cheered. You look up at Chica with a relieved expression. "However... it's at the Castle.... with my sisters."

You almost choked. The castle? Where you had to show everyone your normal, everyday attire to even be fitted in a nice formal dress.

"Please, I need a blanket if I was to walk in the castle in this!" You say frantically, gesturing in our paint-covered attire.

"It will be fine! Besides, no one will care about what you look like. Trust me, everyone has seen me at my worst!" Chica consoled. You sigh.

"I suppose... what about the dancing?" You ask.

"Well, all the gentlemen that I have danced with are usually very good at leading the dance, but I can show you a few steps or two,"

"Really!"

"Of course!"

"By the way... what kind of dress is it?" You ask.

"Oh! It is a grayish ball gown, with some other hints of cool tones. It's very flowy, and I think it would look great on you!" Chica beamed.

"Is gray even my color?" You ask.

"Gray is an everyone color. I'm just fond of the dress since I like to dress in more warmer tones. I only brought the dress over because my sister thought it would be generous to wear a dress gifted to me from Shadow," Chica sighed. "I do say, the man has some taste in fashion."

You sigh, standing up and placing your bowl to the side.

"Now, I am ready for my first dancing lesson." you giggle. Chica smiles at your enthusiasm. She places her own down and grabs your hand and placed your hand on her shoulder.

"Just pretend I am some random man wanting to woo you." Chica giggles.

"Why yes, good sir," You laugh. Chica laughed along with you.

Dancing away, you learned a few steps. Basic back and forth steps, even the complicated ones, such as knowing when to turn, when the spin, and so on. All you knew, was that it was going to be a long afternoon.

~~~

It was daybreak. Chica was making sure that you two had everything and the carriage was outside. You quickly hugged Jeremy. Jeremy placed his hands on your shoulders and looked at you in the eyes with a soft smile.

"Hey, you will look beautiful. Have fun okay?" Jeremy complimented. You blushed slightly and smiled.

"I will," You smiled.

"Don't forget to steal some food for me, since you will be there for a while," Jeremy smirked. You laughed and nodded.

"(Y/n)! Let's go!" Chica yelled at you outside. You gave Jeremy one last hug and rushed outside and jumped into the carriage. Chica whipped the reins and you two were off.

"This is so exciting! I've never been to a ball with any of my friends!" Chica sang.

"What about Freddy? As well as Bonnie and them." You questioned.

"Yes, they are very close friends of mine, but I meant my friends down in the village, or any village of that matter. Someone who hasn't experienced what it is like being invited to 10 events in a week," Chica explained. You nodded.

The ride there was quick. Chica parked the carriage at the front of the stairwell and hopped off. You followed and quickly helped Chica with some of her things in the trunk of the carriage and ran up the stairs. Chica burst through the doors. Inside, everyone was frantic. The cooks were bringing plates upon plates of food. The maids swept, mopped, dusting every inch of the castle. The butlers put up decorations, checking anything off. The Fazbears were all making sure that everything was going well. It was pure chaos.

Finally, you and Chica made it to the girl's room.

"We're here!" Chica yelled.

"It took you long enough! Go get ready!" Traci yelled. Chica nodded and dragged you to the changing area. You stood behind yours and Chica handed you a dress.

"No, Chica, I can't!" You gasp, the dress was beautiful.

"Too late! Let us go! We have to make haste or else we will be very late!"Chica urged. You quickly took of your garments and carefully put on the dress.

Walking out, Traci and Mangle looked at you. They gasped and smiled.

"Chica! She looks so beautiful!" Mangle said.

"Indeed, now, sit down and let's make you look gorgeous!" Traci squealed. She went up to you and dragged you to her vanity. Mangle worked on Chica. Your makeup was princess-like. Your eyes popped and looked bigger, with a faint color of a very flattering pink shade on your cheeks. Your lips had a neutral color painted on. In the mirror, you looked like a princess.

Your dress was flattering on you. The off-shoulder neckline, lined with a fitted top connected to a flowy gown. Sparkling with silver petals. It did have a cool undertone. You spun around gently, the gown flared up and slowly rested back at the ground.

"It's lovely, all the boys will be swooning for you once you enter the room," Traci complimented.

"I wouldn't say that, but thank you," You smile. Chica stood up and turned around.

"Let's go!" She yelled. The four of you left the room, rushing quickly to see the beautifully decorated ballroom. Streams of garlands and baskets of flowers. A table of food and drinks, and a corner of a small band playing lively music. You just stood there in awe. The room glowed, complementing the majority of colors that paint the room. You were so mesmerized, you haven't noticed the few stares and whispers you've gotten.

"(Y/n)! Come on!" Chica uttered. She grabbed your hand and walked you over to the table food. Such small bits of food. Little sandwiched, pastries, fruits. As well as the ice-cold water that sat at the end.

"I would like some water," You chimed in. Walking over to the open pitchers of water,  you grab a cup and pour some water into it. Placing the pitcher down, you turn around to see Chica talking to other guests. You smiled, walked closer to the middle of the room. Watching the guests dance and smile. Taking a sip of water, the cold feeling was quite refreshing. Gazing at the dancers, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around you place your cup down on a nearby table and look at who tapped your shoulder. You look to see Freddy. His hands were behind his back, looking a bit eager at you.

"Your Grace!" You gasped. You took a step back.

"Please, just call me Freddy," He inquired. He looked over at the dance floor and back at you. The music lifted the mood in the room. Freddy raised his fist to his mouth and clears his throat.

"May I have this dance?" He asks, reaching his hand out to you. You feel a tingling sensation in your cheeks. The duke, asking a village girl to a dance. Someone who could have little to no experience in the art of dance. Your breath was tense and slow. Looking down at his hand, the gentle curve of his fingers extending out to you. You couldn't be rude and decline a simple request. It is just a dance. You hesitantly placed your hand in his palm. Freddy smirked slightly. He grasped your hand and lead you to the dance floor.

He turns to you, placing your hand on his shoulder. He holds your other hand and places his other hand on your waist, pulling you closer to him. Freddy takes the first step, and you follow along. Remember what Chica taught you. Freddy was looking directly into your eyes. You felt a bit uneasy at his gaze, but his eyes captured yours, the mutual trust forming with eye contact making you easily move with his every step. Waltzing along, as he helps you in step changes and spinning you.

"I would like to start by apologizing for how I introduced myself last night. It was highly inappropriate." Freddy said apologetically. His hand lightly squeezes yours.

"No, no, it is alright. Gold was being quite-"

"Annoying, as usual." Freddy rolled his eyes.

"I was going to say funny, but I guess coming from your perspective, it might seem that way," You chuckle. Freddy smiles, he holds your waist tighter. Coming to a halt.

"Hold on, and don't break eye contact," He inquired, he slowly dips you down. You squeeze his shoulder and his hand. Looking straight into his eyes, your eyes shake, a strong urge to look at the floor as you lower into the dip. Slowly, Freddy pulls you back up and continues to step in rhythm with the music.

"Good~" Freddy smirks. You sigh and continue to follow Freddy into the dance. His moves were fluid and slow. As if he wanted to make sure you were learning. His hand firmly on your waist, and his hand clasping yours, not wanting to let you go.

"This is still new to me, so if I step on your toes, I am sorry" You grinned. Freddy chuckled.

"I was the same way, so no worries," Freddy said, following into another dip. You looked down frantically at the floor.

"Look at my eyes dear~" Freddy whispered. You look up at him, the trust in his gaze was still there. He's not going to let you fall.

"Good girl~" Freddy smirked, pulling you back up. Your breath hitched. Freddy chuckled at your reaction.

"Sorry, shall we continue?" Freddy asks, you look down. You didn't notice that you haven't moved. Looking back at him, you smile.

This time, the short glides you both took turned longer, and the pace was faster. Not breaking eye contact, you and Freddy took the dancefloor. The steps become a habit at this point. You smiled big. Freddy lightly smiled at your enjoyment. Other members of the dancefloor danced along beside you, dancing in their direction. While you were eager to look at everyone else, Freddy's eyes pierced yours, like a curse set on you to never look away. Slowly, the music started to fade into another song. You and Freddy look up, the atmosphere changed with the music.

"Join me in another dance?" Freddy invited. You smiled.

Suddenly, a flash of gold takes your hand and pulls you towards them.

"Mind if I take this dance, brother?" You look at the man. It was Gold. He smirks at Freddy.

"Gold!" Freddy yelled.

"Alright! Thank you!" Gold said. Quickly dancing away from his fuming brother. Gold looks down at you, his eyes were quite different from the rest. Quite similar to King Shadow's eyes. They were very intriguing to look at.

"If I remember, you sat beside me at the dinner table last night," Gold claimed.

"Yes, I was," You answered. Gold spun you around and pulled you close. Your back against him. One of his hands on your waist, gently caressed your forearm and landed at your hand, clasping it. He spun you around again to face him.

"You are a very interesting young lady, nobody ever laughs at my insults towards my brother" Gold chuckled.

"It was very clever," You smiled.

"I have more insults where that came from," Gold smirked.

"Do you now? Well, I'd be very interested to hear them the next time we meet," You grin. Gold smirks, spinning you back around. His hand squeezes your waist.

"Might I add, you look very exquisite in your gown," Gold whispers in your ear. His breath hits your neck. His hand caressing your arm from your shoulder to your hand. You shudder at his touch. He spins you around, this time, bringing you closer to him.

Continuing in the dance, Gold eased you into the dance again. Spinning you, his touch was delicate, his comments were complimentary and quite enticing. Every time he whispers in your ear when your back is against his, your heart beats faster. You were a blushing mess, words stuck in your throat as this man wooed you through fluid dancing and his sharp tongue. His face was so close to yours that any closer he pulled you towards him, you might lock lips. He was warm, however, his hand on your waist leading you into the dance, teaching you every turn, move, and so on.

"You learn fast~" Gold complimented.

"Thank you, it is a very nice skill to have," You chuckle. The music died down, the only sound was the multiple conversations among the crowd.

"Thank you for the lovely dance, um...."

"(Y/n)"

"(Y/n)~," Gold said huskily. You both stood in silence. The sound of chattering and the music starting to grow louder filling it. Gold looks around and inhales sharply. Looking back down at you he smiles.

"I hope we get to dance again soon~" He comments. Holding onto you tighter.

Your body tenses up. You place your hand on his chest and chuckle nervously. Gold leans away and lets go of your hand and waist. He gives you a slight bow, walking away, giving you a wink. All you could do was just stand there. Watching him become hidden in the crowd.

You just danced with Freddy... and Gold. Your heart was pounding. You look around, the vast sea of people in the room. You see a familiar face in the distance.

"There she is," You sigh. Walking your way to Chica, you grab her arm. Chica looks at you surprised.

"Oh! (Y/n)! I saw you on the dancefloor! How was it?" Chica asked excitedly. You were still shaken, your face was hot.

"It was really nice. Freddy was a gentleman, and Gold was..."

"Gold has a way with wooing the ladies," Chica answered. "I forgot to tell you, the boys have their... quirks."

"What do you mean?" You ask.

"Well, Freddy praises... a lot, sometimes it's too much, or very attractive. For Gold, it is the same way, he compliments a lot, and from what I saw when he danced with you; he is very touchy," Chica describes.

"Ah... so I should be careful?" You say.

"I mean, yes, that is for any guy, but I wouldn't worry about Freddy and the others, they might have their quirks but they know where the line is," Chica reassures. You smile at her.

"Are you thirsty?" Chica asks, handing you a glass of water. You gladly take it and sip from the cup. Joining in on her conversation.

~~

You were at the food table. Snacking on the fruits and bread that was served. It was very good. The fruit was ripe and sweet. The bread was toasted to perfection. You were in your little world at this point. Trying all the finger food you could.

"Enjoying the food?" Someone called out. You turn around to see a man in a royal purple tailcoat, high-waisted black trousers, calf-high boots, and a red cravat tucked into his vest.

"Yes, I am, it is not every day I would have castle food" You chuckle. The man gives you a confused face.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I am here with a friend of mine..." You admit. The man chuckles. He holds out his hand.

"The name is Bonnie." He smiles. You gasp.

"The Duke of Harmonia!" You blurt. Bonnie chuckles.

"Yes, that's me, no need to be technical. Bonnie is just fine,"

"Ah...yes..." You say. You placed your hand on his. He gives you a firm handshake.

"I thought I saw a familiar face. You were at the dinner yesterday, correct?" Bonnie asks.

"Yes, I was," You answer.

"Did you have fun at least? I know that we talked about tonight's ball and other things that you probably didn't understand."

"Oh, no. I did have fun. The conversations were very interesting to listen to."

"Well, I'm glad you found some entertainment last night,"

"Thank you," You smiled.

"Do you like the music? Bonnie asks.

"Yes, I do, I heard from Chica that you brought your best musicians here to play music," you replied. Bonnie nods and smiles.

The musicians start to play louder. Looking over at the dance floor, you see people starting to gather. Bonnie looks over at the dance floor and then looks at you. Watching you gaze over the sea of people to see the dancers. He admired you in your gown, your face was beautiful and easy to look at. Bonnie smiled at your curiosity. So innocent and pure emotion.

"Would you like to dance?" Bonnie asked. You turn to him. His hand was out, waiting for your hand. You're eyes widened. The most eligible bachelor is asking you for a dance.

"Are you sure? There must be some other young woman waiting for you to ask the same question" You chuckle nervously. "You are one of more well-known eligible bachelors in the neighboring kingdoms..."

"Yes... but, I see a fine young woman standing in front of me that I am very eager to dance with." Bonnie smirks. Your cheeks flush at his comment. Taking a deep breath you shakily place your hand in his. Bonnie gives you a grin and leads you onto the dance floor.

"This might not be a dance that you might know of, but just follow my lead and you will be fine," Bonnie advised. The music died down, more couples joined the dance floor and waited for the music to start again.

"Ready?" Bonnie smiled. You smiled back. The music starts.

You and Bonnie give each other a slight bow. Looking into each other's eyes. Bonnie grabs your right hand with his. Starting with a slight skip forward. His arm brushing against your shoulder. Bonnie then takes a few small steps away his hand still holding onto yours, you followed along. Walking around each other, you looked at the ground. Your footsteps match Bonnie's. Retaking your original spot, you repeat the last few steps. Laughing at how goofy you must look, skipping back and forth.

"I saw you dancing with Freddy and Gold a few moments ago. How was that?" Bonnie said. He spun you around, his hand holding your arm out to the side and his other hand on your back. Walking in a small circle.

"It was fine, they both have their..."

"Odd quirks?" Bonnie finished, giving a slight chuckle.

"Yes," You laugh. Bonnie spins you to look at him. He holds both of your hands and you both skip towards each other, and back away.

"It seems that you're enjoying yourself~" Bonnie smirks. He lets go of one of your hands and pulls you towards him. His arm raises, giving you a slight spin, till you were on the other side of him.

"Yes, it seems you are enjoying yourself as well!" You laugh. Bonnie pulls you into the same spin and you were back to the side you originated. Skipping back and forth, walking around each other, and having Bonnie pull you into a spin was delightful. You laughed at how fun the fast-paced dance was. Bonnie had a big grin the whole time. Watching you follow his hands and footsteps. Your smile was truly a gift in his eyes. Soon the music ended. Bonnie let go of your hands and took a small step backward. He gave you a slight bow indicating that the dance is over. You reciprocate his gesture.

"That was fun! I haven't had a decent dancing partner in a while," Bonnie noted.

"That was amazing! I loved the dance!" You yelled. Bonnie laughed at your enthusiasm.

"It is one of my favorites. It really puts a smile on anyone's face, whether they are spectating, or if they're the one dancing." Bonnie smiled. You giggle.

"Maybe we should dance together sometime," You inquire.

"Yes, we should," Bonnie answered. "Now, let's find Chica for you. You must be parched after all that dancing."

Bonnie walks beside you and places his hand on your upper back. Pushing you gently. You two walk around until you find Chica. She waves at you and gestures you to come over. You and Bonnie walk over to her.

"(Y/n)! I saw you on the dance floor! You looked like you were enjoying yourself!" Chica beamed. She looks over at Bonnie.

"You were okay." Chica snickered. Bonnie's smile faded into a frown.

"Really?" Bonnie deadpanned. You laughed.

"He was a fantastic dancing partner," You compliment.

"Thank you!" Bonnie emphasized, looking at Chica. His facial expression turning smug

"Do you want to go playboy? I'll rip that smug look off your face," Chica threatened.

"Chica!" Bonnie whined.

"What? Can I not call you a playboy?" She teased.

"No, especially not in front of (Y/n)!" Bonnie sighed, his voice sounding frustrated.

"Sorry, I won't do it in front of guests, but I will in front of (Y/n)," Chica answered. You snicker at their bickering. You walk away grabbing yourself some water.

Walking back you see Bonnie and Chica bickering again. They look as if they're siblings, fighting over nonsense. They were arguing about Chica 'poking' Bonnie's shoulder. Soon, Freddy pushed them away from each other and starts scolding both of them. You giggle and walked toward the dancefloor again. Watching everyone dance happily.

Suddenly, a random woman grabs you and takes you to the middle of the dance floor. Not really having any say in the matter, you were in the line with other women. You look around in confusion, all the other women were giddy and excited. The music starts playing. It was lively and jig-like. It was also something familiar. The women started dancing. You gasp excitedly in realization. It was a song that the village musicians would play. Every time this song would come, you and Jeremy would dance to this.

With a big smile, you skip and jump with the rest. Your energy rises as the dance continues. Turning around, you almost expected Jeremy to be there, but instead was a tall and lean man. His attire was almost, sailor-like, but more military-like? He gave you a grin and passed you as you both skip past each other. Looking back at the crowd, you can see the others talking and glancing over. You could also see Traci shake Chicas's shoulder and point at you.

You smile and extend your one arm out and the other extended up. Spinning with a little hop, you face the middle again. Noticing the man again. Rushing to the middle and stopping in your tracks, you skip from side to side, going with the rhythm of the music. Soon, a hand grazed your waist and pulled you close.

"Hello there~"

You look up and see the same man. He was quite tall. The man grabs your hand and continues with the jig. Following his every step.

"You know-" The man began, he lets go and you spin to face him. You bring your hand up to clap along to the music and take small gallop-like steps. The man does the same.

"I'm not much of a dancer, but seeing your energy, made me want to join along," He smirks. You smile, stepping forward taking his hand, taking long strides around the dance floor. You both were watching each other the whole time.

"Well, I am glad," You chuckle.

"Are you Chica's friend? The one from the village?" He asks. You nod.

Quickly, the music started to speed up. Another hand separated you from the man. Watching him also become taken away. You danced with your new partner. Switching from partner to partner. Joining the circle of women again, you all held hands and swooped down and met in the middle. Flowering out to your new set of partners. The music increases its tempo. Soon the whole ballroom was clapping. Cheering on the dancers and musicians in the middle. You couldn't help but grin. The music started becoming strong, the bass making everyone's steps become heavier, the fiddler's sound-making everyone's movement quick. Looking around and skipping along with the music, the last few notes play. You come to a halt with the music. Everyone cheered and clapped. You looked around, panting, trying to catch your breath.

"That was fantastic!" A man bellowed. You turn to see who it was. It was the man you were partners with at the beginning of the dance.

"Oh! Hello again!" You smile. The man grins.

"Shall we continue our conversation over a much-needed glass of water?" The man asks. You chuckle.

"Why yes, that would be nice," You answer. The man extends his elbow out to you. You gently placed your hand around his arm.

"The name is Foxy. However, you might know me as Sir Fox... or Capt'n," Foxy smirks. Your eyes widen in surprise.

"Ah, the famous Sir Fox, known for his bravery and combat skills," you say. Reaching the glasses of water, you and Foxy grab one. You let go of his arm and face him.

"So, before you were taken away, I asked if you were from the village?" Foxy asked.

"Yes, I am, right here in Toreador!" You say proudly.

"Ug, I feel sorry for you," Foxy snickered.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You ask,

"Well, Toreador is its own Kingdom, but Freddy owns the actual village, lets just say that sometimes he can be... boring.." Foxy answered. You opened your mouth to protest. "Am I wrong?"

You close your mouth. Foxy was right. It was quite boring where you live, but you and the other villagers manage.

"Anyways, sorry if I offended you," Foxy said apologetically.

"No, you are not wrong, we manage just fine surprisingly." You smile. Foxy smiles as well, Taking a sip of his water.

"You dance pretty well, by the way," Foxy complimented.

"Thank you, you're not bad yourself," You grin. Finishing your glass of water, you place the empty cup on a tray of other empty cups.

"Also, it's not every day you see a beaut' dance in a lovely gown," Foxy complimented. A smirk creeps to his lips as he finishes his cup of water. You blush at his compliment.

"Ah... thank you," You say timidly.

"Maybe I should visit you in the village next time. We can teach Chica how to dance, but I call being your partner," Foxy began.

"Ah, I accept the request, and an invitation to a future dance," You laugh.

Suddenly, you hear someone hitting their glass cup loudly.

"May I have everyone's attention?"

You look over the crown to see the king.

"As the event comes to a close, I would like to thank everyone for joining us this evening! Please enjoy the last song of the night!" King Shadow announces.

You sigh sadly. You were having so much fun, you didn't want this night to end.

"(Y/n)," Someone callout out. You look over to see the Kind.

"Oh, Your highness!" You say, giving a small curtsy.

"Have you enjoyed the ball? From what I saw, it seems like you did," Shadow asks.

"Yes, it was very amusing. However, I am sad that it is ending so soon." You sighed.

"Here, let's make a deal-" Shadow said, he took your hand. "Let me have this last dance, and I will let you come to any ball I host."

You squint your eyes at him, giving him a slight grin,

"Deal, but, I also have a request," You answer. You start walking to the dance floor, Shadow in hand.

"Oh? And what would that be?" He asks, He stands in front of you and placed his hand on your waist, and holds your other hand up, dancing onto the dance floor.

"Put more effort in meeting your subjects," You say sternly. Squeezing his shoulder.

"How so?" He asks. Spinning you around him. You take quick steps and meet him again. Continuing to step around the dance floor.

"Come down to the villages, hold parties for the villagers, stargazing, festivals, you name it. If you can do this for the rich, you can do it for the poor as well. It doesn't take a lot to please us. We just want to know our King cares for us," You explain. Shadow's dark eyes look into yours. His eyebrows scrunch together. Thinking of an answer or an excuse.

"Consider it done, I will talk to Freddy and the others," He sighs. You smiled. Continuing with the waltz. Shadow places your other hand on his shoulder and placed his free hand on your waist. Lifting you and spinning. You squeeze his shoulders and look down at the floor.

"Look at me!" He consoled. You instantly looked at him, his expression soft. He gently places you down on the ground. Grabbing your hand from his shoulder and striding across the dance floor.

"You are very interesting," Shadow claimed.

"Thank you, I try to be,' You smirked. The music soon dies down, the sound of conversations and laughter filling the air. Shadow looked at you and smiled.

"Thank you for joining us tonight," he smiled. He gives you a quick hug.

"I need to do my Kingly duties and say goodbye to everyone, you go find Chica," Shadow whispered in your ear. He breaks away from the hug and soon disappears into the crowd.

"(Y/n)!" Chica yelled. She ran up to you and hugged you. You hugged her back.

"You were amazing today! The boys couldn't stop talking about you!" Chica beamed. You could only laugh at her enthusiasm.

Slowly, all the guests leave the ballroom and out the door. Leaving for their respective kingdoms. The only guests left were those who are at the dinner the night before.

"That was a long night," Freddy yawned.

"Aye," Foxy agreed.

Shadow closed the doors once everyone exited the castle. He turned around and looked at the rest of you.

"It has been a long evening, lets all head to bed," Shadow said calmly. He turns to you and Chica.

"Chica, will you be heading out with (Y/n)?" He asks.

"Yes, and we will head out now," Chica said. Grabbing her things and heading towards the door, you followed.

Shadow opened the door open slightly. Chica heads out. You step outside but turn back around.

"Thank you for the wonderful evening!" You yell. Freddy and the others smile at you and wave.

"It was nice having you," Shadow chimed.

"I look forward to the invites" You smile. Shadow smiled back, giving you a slight bow with his head. Giving a small curtsy and heading down the stairs.

~~~

Once you made it back, Chica immediately went to bed. The evening drained her, with the talking, random invites, and awkward confessions. She just wanted to sleep it off.

You, however, wanted to stay in your dress. You sat on your bed. Your hands gently clasp on your lap. The evening was still young in your eyes and you could shake the feeling that you danced with the most famous people you could think of. You heard a soft knock at the entrance of your room. You look up to see Jeremy, he had a mug of tea in his hand. His clothes show that he just came back from his night duties.

"Hey," He says calmly. He walks in and places the mug down onto your nightstand. "You seem tired, but knowing you, you're still full of energy."

Jeremy sits down beside you. Letting you enjoy the silence. The smell of your favorite tea fills the room as well as the flickering sound of your candle filling your ears.

"How was it?" Jeremy asks.

"It was fun, I was asked to dance a lot, and they even played our favorite song that we dance to," You smile, looking at Jeremy.

"That's good," He says calmly, smiling at you.

"How were your night duties? Did you get scared again?" You tease.

"N-no!" Jeremy stammered. You giggle at him. Jeremy sighs and looks at you, observing your dress and your face of makeup.

"You look beautiful," He blurts out. You blush at his comment.

"Thank you..." You say. Looking over at your mug, the cup was still steaming. You sigh, knowing you couldn't drink your tea since it was too hot. Jeremy looks over at the mug, and then at you. Inhaling sharply, he stands up and walks in front of you. Kneeling to your level. Looking at him, you see his soft comforting smile. He brings his hand up and cups your cheek.

"Let's do something while we wait for your tea to cool down," Jeremy whispered. He holds your hand and pulls you up, bringing you onto your feet. Putting his hand on your waist and holding your hand out with his. Looking straight into your eyes, he smiles.

"May I have this dance?"

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Yet again, another long one of about 10,000 words! I thought about this when I was writing my Bonnie x reader, and I had to make sure I wrote it. So here you go!
Here's some visuals for you on what you wore:

(Y/n)'a sketch of a gown

(Y/n)' dinner gown

Something of this sort, again, what ever color you see fit.

(Y/n)'s dress and makeup... and hair.

(Change up the colors if you want, but I really liked how the dress looked)