It was dark now, the stars twinkling among the black sky. Their light shone brightly, reflecting off my swishing dress.

I was walking down the stairs towards L'manburg, watching the stars. The boys left without me after I had told them I had to grab something from Niki's bakery before I came to the party. To repay Niki for lending me the dress, I told her I would grab the last few cakes that were cooling off.

The dress she had lent me was perfect. It fit me snugly but still allowed me to breathe and move freely. It was a deep blue, decorated with tiny sparkles that ran down the skirt. The sleeves flowed down my arms, loosely hanging off of me.

A light spring breeze brushed my face, smelling of seawater when I neared Niki's bakery. When I stepped inside, Fungi welcomed me with a rush of yips, rushing up to me. I laughed, reaching down to pet him. I neared the counter where I spied a sticky note,

Y/n, I ended up taking the cakes with me. Thank you for your help though, see you in a few!

Niki

Well, I guess I could head to the ball now. I patted Fungi once more and left the bakery, my dress swishing around me.

I reached the front of the ballroom, music muffled behind the closed doors. I seemed to be the last one to arrive since the doors were closed. I tugged my matching mask into place over my eyes, shadowing my vision around the edges.

When I pushed the door open, it was a whole different world inside. The candles on the chandeliers bathed the room in warm light, shadows lining the room. Tables were pushed to the edge of the room, some piled high with food, others empty for sitting. On the stage, a masked Wilbur fiddled with a jukebox, switching out a disc. When he finished, ominous classical music hummed through the room.

Those with dates stepped onto the floor, Niki and Wil, Alyssa with Callahan. I hadn't seen the last two in a long time, they must be visiting for the dance. Neither were true dates, just friends dancing together.

Before I could take another step, Dream, who was wearing a dark suit with his classic mask, stepped in my path. His mask was pulled up enough to reveal his charming smile, "May I have this dance?"

I smiled brightly at him, nodding. He grasped my hand, tugging me towards the floor. He pulled me onto it, bringing us into a smooth, slow dance. My dress swished around us as we moved, light shimmering off.

"It seems you're not the only one with a mask now." I looked up at Dream.

He twirled me around, bringing me close to him again, "Yes, it seems that they are very popular." He smiled, my magic rising up. Small embers floated around us, not falling to the ground. They glowed like fireflies, following each of our movements. "Be careful, we wouldn't want to light anyone on fire." He chuckled.

I blushed slightly, tugging the embers back in. They disappeared, gray flakes floating to the ground. We danced in a comfortable silence until the song was coming to an end. When the last few notes ended, we walked over to George and Sapnap who were lounging near the dessert table.

"Oh here come the lovebirds," Sapnap said, laughing. George joined in on his laughter, holding a piece of pumpkin pie.

Because he wasn't paying attention, I walked over and plucked the plate right out of his hands. He gasped, staring at me wide-eyed through his dark mask. I popped a piece of it into my mouth, smiling smugly at him.

We continued talking and laughing, light filling each of us up. I was laughing about something Sapnap said when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to find myself staring into a black mask that covered around the person's eyes.

When he spoke, the scent of alcohol wrapped around me, making me gag, "Care to join me, darling?"

Although his mask hid his face well, his whole identity was given away by the horns that curled next to his head. His dark eyes bored into mine, waiting for me to respond. He smiled lazily at me, holding a bottle in one hand full of a pale liquid.

I heard the three stand up behind me, aggression pouring out of their bodies. I held up a hand behind me, willing them to relax. I squared my shoulder, "Certainly." Venom dripped from my voice.

Schlatt set the bottle down behind me on the table. I turned slightly, looking at the three. Sapnap gave Schlatt a look that could kill, George gave me a small nod. I was about to turn when Dream tugged his mask to the side, showing only one eye. Rage was apparent on his face, his eye staring at the man.

"Don't do anything stupid Schlatt." He practically growled it, his voice rough with restraint. It was taking everything in him not to tug me away from Schlatt.

Jschlatt just smiled at him, grabbing my hand. He pulled me to the center of the floor, eyes turning towards us. I could practically hear the whispers, wondering why we were dancing together.

Unlike the smooth, slow dance that I had with Dream, Schlatt tugged me into a quicker, clipped dance. It seemed that he hadn't had as much to drink as I thought because his movements were clean. I felt my magic start to be riled up at the rising darkness in Schlatt.

"See how much of an image we make for the people? I know you can feel their stares just as much as I do." Schlatt's voice was sly, mocking me. "We would be perfect as king and queen."

I stiffened at his words, stumbling a bit but Schlatt kept me upright, "Be careful darling."

White, hot rage shot through me at the name. But my magic didn't respond with fire as it usually did, wind and ice did. A strong gust ruffled his hair, my hands becoming cold, but he didn't flinch. Something dark flashed in his eyes at my magic, straining to escape.

"Don't call me that." I said flatly. I grasped at the threads of my magic, trying to reel it back in.

He dipped me, his face close to my ear, "My darling, I can call you whatever I want. You will be mine soon. When the day of the election comes, you will be my vice president. Thankfully that day is tomorrow."

Nausea washed over me with his words. My muscles shook with effort to not jerk from him. I let go of my hold on my magic, letting wind whip around us fiercely. The wind didn't touch the others, just circled us. Snow began to fall, white flecks sticking in Schlatt's dark hair.

"I will never be yours," I raised my voice slightly to make sure he heard me over the wind, "I will fight till my dying breath to never become yours." My words sparked something in him, his eyes becoming darker. We were still dancing, our movements smooth but quick. I glanced around, darkness began intertwining with the snow-mixed wind. He was losing control.

I heard gasps, but not of horror. They were delighted, surprised. They thought this was a show.

Schlatt's whole face hardened, darkness taking over, "No matter what you say, the gods will take you over. You are no match for them."

He spun me out, letting go of my hand. I twirled, making the wind die down with each turn. The snow fell more gracefully now, people awwing at the snowflakes.

My dress swished around me as I stopped turning, now facing Schlatt. My heart thundered in my ears, a wild thump thump. As I made eye contact with him, he smiled deviously at me, the darkness melting away. And then he bowed.

As elegantly as I could, I bowed back, not breaking eye contact. I didn't bow any lower or higher than he did, a match to his power.

I stalked off towards where Dream stood, arms crossed. He was clearly angry with Schlatt, and maybe my slip of control on my power.

Tomorrow was to be the election. And Tommy and Wilbur were going to lose L'manburg.

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election day hehe

hope you guys enjoyed, have a good day :)