Painty's P.O.V

I was making my way back to my shared hotel room with fan, but someone smacked a flyer right in my face. "Gahhk!" I peeled it off my face to see OJ looking up at me. "Whoops! Sorry Panitbrush, I kind of thought you were a wall." I frowned. "Whatever, what is this for?" OJ held up a flyer.

"I'm going to be hosting my very first dance!" He said excitedly. "Isn't it exciting?" OJ smiled at me. I just rolled my eyes, "Exciting for you." I spat. OJ shook his head, "Oh paintbrush you have to learn how to loosen up!" I looked at the flyer, it was a Christmas dance. Hmm..

OJ made a small salute to me and started to walk off, "You'll be coming right?" I shrugged, "Yeah I guess so." OJ nodded, "Yeah ight, see you there!"

...

A dance huh? Maybe this could be some kind of opportunity, I guess it'd be kind of sad if I push it away. I guess I'll be coming. Who knows what'll happen...whatever it is, I just hope some idiot like cheesy sets everything on fire...or maybe I'd be the one to that considering my temper.

Test tube's P.O.V.

A dance? Hmmmm, I'm not sure if I should go or not? I'm not such a fan of dancesI'm quite anti-social, and I don't really go to dances. "Test tube!" I jumped a bit, and looked at fan, I totally forgot I was at his place. (Again)

"Oh sorry!" I sighed a little, Fan chuckled. "Thinking of someone?" I blushed and looked away. "Are you going to the dance?" Fan said, typing away on his phone. The dance? I frowned, "No, I don't think so Fan, I don't like dances."

Fan threw his phone on the bed, and gave me this begging 🥺 kind of look. "Aww, please Test tube! It'll be fun I promise!" I just shook my head, "I'm not wearing some freaky fancy dress either." Fan raised his eyebrows, " um, you don't have to if you don't want to!"

Huh?

WHATT?!?

See what I'm talking about?! The social world was so confusing! "What do you mean?! It's a formal dance Fan!"

Fan closed his eyes calmly, "No-it's a Christmas dance silly, you either wear a dress if you want to or not!" I guess that made sense.. "I'm still not going." I had made up my mind.

Then Fan said something that made me almost choke on my own spit.

"What if lightbulb's coming?"

I turned as red as Fan himself. "Huh- I-I.. What if sh-she's not coming?!"Fan smiled and swatted his hand at me. "Oh test tube- I know lightbulb long enough that she will be coming!" I frowned, "I don't know Fan.."

Fan picked up his phone and began typing again, "Well I know! And your coming with me test tube!!"

Great...I'm going to the dumb dance.. I don't even want to! Aghhh! What if I do something wrong and mess up so badly that lightbulb won't like me anymoreee!!

Ahhhhh!!!