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Crossed Unders in a Strip Club	By : Revharem Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1463 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor make money off of Undertale, Underswap, Underfell, Dreamtale, Underlust, Creationtale, Alchemytale, Instincttale, or X-tale, nor any of the characters depicted. This is purely for entertainment.

Chapter List
- 16
- 17
Underlust – Amethyst (Purple Grillby), Razzy (Papyrus), Sugar Plum (Sans), Teal (Grillby)
Dancetale – Hip (Sans), Stretch (Papyrus), Markis (Grillby), Doll (Frisk)
UnderFell bar is only open four days of the week: Friday through Monday. Since he does have some time off after particularly stressful, if boring, weekend Amethyst does a fist pump and spin as he steps through the portal. There was enough to cover here, he knows he could get away with it. Upon stepping through though, he could immediately tell something was off. For one, the house next to him didn't reek of sex and the windows rattled with the pounding of music. (He doubted a month of airing and air fresheners could clear Razzy and Sugar Plum’s home of its trademarks scent.) Glancing around, he took a tentative step away from the portal, and then another until he could look around the corner of the house. Kids were skipping, cartwheeling, spinning, and inevitably falling in the snow around the tree in the center of the square. A skeleton resembling Sugar Plum or Fell seemed to be watching and trying to mentor them. He was obviously taller than the other versions he knew, just by measuring off the tree. There was a shout from the front of the house, distracting the skeleton mid-spin resulting in a wipeout in the snow. The target of his attention got to his feet, yelled something back, and gave all the kids a pat on the head before turning and heading for the house. To avoid getting caught, Amethyst pulled back quickly, hiding behind the corner. Putting a hand to his head, muttered, “By the stars, where am I and how did I get here?” he shot a glance at the portal and for some reason unknown to him, turned to shoot a quick look around the corner of the house again. “All this time in Underfell is making me edgy.” He grumbled as he rolled back to settle against the chill siding of the house and calm his racing soul.
“And you are?”
His flames nearly went out in shocked when a melodious voice sounded the from his other side. “Wah!” instantly he had an arm raised in defense and a medium fireball ready in the other.
“Whoa. Steady there man. We’re cool, heh, cool as ice.” It was that skeleton from by the tree.
Amethyst looked him over carefully for any sign of aggression, but could only find worry as his eyes shifted from him to his fireball and back again. Slowly he lowered his arm and let his fireball fizzle out. “Sorry, it’s been a stressful couple of days. Name’s Amethyst.” Hesitantly he offered a hand. “What’s yours?”
The skeleton nodded, “I guess the stress can get us all a bit heated, what with the annual competition coming up. You must be from New Home. I’m Hip, the Snowdin Dance Champ.” He still was leery and looked ready to bolt, not surprising considering his complete lack of EXP or LOVE in comparison to Amethyst’s moderate levels. Just as hesitantly he shook the proffered hand.
“Actually, I’m not from this universe at all. I didn’t mean to even come here. So I’m not sure why the portal brought me here.”
“Portal? You mean that strange thing?” He gestured with his chin. “It showed up a few weeks ago and nobody knew anything about it, so we left it alone.”
“Yeah, it connects alternate universes so humans and monsters can cross and meet. Two scientists from different AU’s, or Alternate Universes, discovered the paths at the same time and have been trying to link the worlds to help create diversity and in the case of my world, more mating opportunities.” He blushed in embarrassment at the last part.
“Sounds complicated.” He shrugged, “Stretch said the kid saw someone behind the house and asked me to check it out anyhow.” He changed subject, “So, I guess it’s fine if you stick around, just don’t go picking any fights. I gotta go check on them.”
“Actually, I’m gonna try and get home, but thanks for the offer.” Amethyst game a genuine smile. It seemed that the skeleton brothers were close in their own way in every verse. He stepped past Hip and through the portal.
“Oh Razzy, go harder already and stop teasing!” came the loud whine of Sugar Plum from above, followed by less formulated sounds. Seriously, couldn’t they close the windows at least! Amethyst shook his head and made his way home, mind on the strange dancing skeleton named Hip.
It only took another two days before curiosity got the best of Amethyst and he found himself abandoning his normal cleaning chores and back in front of the portal. He didn’t know what the universe he had stumbled upon was called, but he remembered Hip. He wanted to meet him again and find out more about what his verse was about. The small monster had seemed very energetic and friendly, a complete turnaround to his crowd in the bar at Underfell. He also seemed to really get along with the community kids, kid who weren’t fearing for the lives or looking for a new ‘playmate’, and he had a connection with his brother that was not as messed up as the skeletons from the two universes he knew and seemed much more easy going than the one he shared with his own brother. Taking a deep breath and keeping the image of the universe he has seen Hip in and of Hip himself, he stepped through the portal. The first sounds he heard were children laughing and he couldn’t stop the infectious grin that became plastered over his face. He was not used to hearing such a carefree sound anywhere and instantly felt happier and lighter at hearing it. He was behind the brothers’ house once more, as seemed to be normal in every verse he was finding, so made his way from behind it and looked up the road toward the square.
Children were once more gathered around the tree playing and doing little dance steps. A monster who had some similar appearance to Boss or Razzy was gently but sternly scolding a smaller monster who was seemingly spinning in the snow. He was telling him that that was not real dance. This taller monster was dressed smartly in a white long sleeve shirt, folded collar, a red flower in the lapel, and long black slacks. If he had a black over coat Amethyst thought he would look like he was heading for the office. As Amethyst watched, a teenage human girl came spinning away from the porch. Her outfit was even more strange than the tall skeleton’s. A pink tutu with light blue accents and blue ribbons wrapped around her legs, ending in pink slippers.
“Stretch, catch me!” she called out and jumped, spinning in the air. Just in time, yet not seeming to rush, but timing it in perfect rhythm, the taller monster, apparently Stretch, stepped forward and caught her from the air and lighted her down light as a feather where she dipped into what looked like some sort of curtsey.
Amethyst couldn’t help but clap at the perfect timing and trust of it all. In an instant, all eyes turned toward him and everyone went silent. Amethyst watched as Stretch took him in, glanced at the children, and the human, then back to him with a worried look on his face.
“WHY DON’T YOU TAKE THE KIDS AND GO PRACTICE AT THE TOWN STUDIO DOLL.” He said evenly, eyes never leaving Amethyst as he gently pushed the human toward the kids and they all moved down the street casting unsure looks behind them.
Amethyst watched in dismay. He hadn’t meant to break up their fun.
“WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT?” Stretch demanded once the children disappeared around a corner.
Amethyst immediately threw up his hands in a show of peace. “Whoa dude, calm down, I ain’t here to hurt nobody.”
Stretch narrowed his eyes but held his ground.
Sighing, Amethyst answered his questions. “My name’s Amethyst. I just wanted to meet up with someone I met the other day here. Said his name was Hip. I swear I’m not here to cause trouble.”
“YOU SAY YOU DON’T WANT TROUBLE, BUT YOUR LEVELS CLEARLY MARK YOU AS TROUBLE. WHERE ARE YOU FROM, WHO CAN BACK YOUR STORY? I’M NOT LETTING YOU ANYWHERE NEAR MY BROTHER UNTIL YOU CONVINCE ME YOU AREN’T A THREAT TO HIM.” Growled Stretch. His hands were clenched, but Amethyst could see them shaking as well.
“Unfortunately the only ones who could vouch for me right now are not monsters I think you would want to meet. They either have higher levels than me or they would be very dangerous to kids like those you just sent away or even yourself. As for where I’m from, I live just outside of Snowdin, through the portal and in another universe, but still in a Snowdin that is setup similar to how this one seems to be.” He gestured around and made as if to look around.
“THE PORTAL? THAT STRANGE THING IN MY BACK YARD?” Stretch still hadn’t relaxed, but curiosity was often a good sign. Amethyst just nodded. “BUT IF ALL THE MONSTERS YOU ASSOCIATE WITH ARE SO DANGEROUS, WHY SHOULD I TRUST YOU?”
Amethyst could only shrug. “I can’t tell you whether you should or shouldn’t trust me. I can only tell you that you can. I won’t hurt your brother any more than I would hurt my own. That may not mean much to you, but, well, that’s about all I can really say. I talked to him for a few seconds last time I ended up here and he sparked my interest I guess you could say.” Amethyst couldn’t help shrugging again.
Stretch slumped completely upon hearing the pun. “LET ME CALL HIM TO VERIFY YOUR STORY ABOUT MEETING HIM. IF YOU’RE TELLING THE TRUTH, I GUESS I’LL LET YOU SEE HIM. YOU CAN’T BE ALL THAT BAD IF YOU’RE THROWING PUNS I SUPPOSE.” He pulled out a cell and started dialing on it.
Amethyst had to refrain from correcting his assumption that a punning monster was a safe one. He knew at least two that were quite dangerous in the right circumstances and they lived and breathed puns. He was snapped out of his thoughts about the other two when Stretch started walking toward him.
“WELL, SOUNDS LIKE YOUR STORY MATCHES. HE’S COMING BACK FROM NEW HOME AT THE MOMENT, SO IF YOU WOULD LIKE, YOU CAN WATCH SOME TV OR SOMETHING AT OUR PLACE.” The offer sounded more like an order or do this or leave, so Amethyst just nodded and accepted the offer graciously.
The tv, it turned out, only had one thing on even with there being multiple channels. Dance, all kinds dominated the network, a different channel for talk shows about it, monsters giving lessons in different kinds and at different levels of experience. Amethyst ended up watching one with a robot that looked similar to his universe’s Mettaton, the only other monster not affected by the plague in his world. This monster was doing a dance that looked similar to what Hip had been showing to the kids the day that he had first ended up here.
When Stretch saw what he finally decided on, he huffed about that not being real dance and marched back to the kitchen grumbling about what proper dance was. Amethyst ignored him and tried to understand how such movements were even possible. As he watch he learned the form of dance was known as freestyle. The robot on the screen was certainly good at it, but he personally thought that Hip was better. Hip didn’t work to do it, it just seemed to flow through him. Amethyst was so engrossed in the tv and comparing how the robot and Hip differed in their movements and slightly different styles that he didn’t even hear the door open or see Hip enter the house, so he completely missed the initial look of surprise and astonishment that plastered itself on the skeleton’s face.
Eyes wide and completely disbelieving what was before his eyes, Hip glanced outside as if the snow on the ground or the crystals in the cavern ceiling held the answers as to why the flame he hadn’t been able to get off his mind was now sitting in his living room. When they provided no answer, he quickly shut the door and bolted for the kitchen, where he could hear Stretch banging around, likely working on supper. Catching a corner of the wall, he swung through the doorway and into the room, nearly running into his brother.
Stretch was thankfully used to his brother’s antics and had heard the door open, then shut after a longer than normal time. Before Hip could collide and make a mess of the batter he was mixing for biscuts he caught his shoulder, stopping him in his tracks. “HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO RUN THROUGH THE KITCHEN! THIS IS A DELECATE AREA!”
Completely ignoring his brother’s scolding, Hip asked, “When did he get here? Why is he here?” he felt on the edge of an attack of some sort. His breath was shallow and fast, eyelights blown wide, and if possible, his unblemished white bones where even paler than normal.
“ARE YOU OKAY BROTHER? YOU LOOK SICK. I CAN SEND HIM AWAY IF HE IS CAUSING YOU PROBLEMS.” Stretch was already in motion to go send Amethyst on his way, glad to be rid of someone so dangerous.
“No, please Stretch. Don’t send him away. I’m fine, I swear!”
“YOU DON’T LOOK FINE.” Grumbled Stretch as he looked down at his brother. The pleading in his eyes made him stop though. “HE SAID HE WAS HERE TO SEE YOU. SAID YOU SAW HIM OFF LAST TIME HE WAS HERE. SAYS HE IS FROM SOME OTHER UNIVERSE OR SOMETHING. I DON’T LIKE HIM.” Stretch couldn’t help but notice as Hip’s eyes grew wider, if possible, and almost before he could finish, he was gone, racing back to the living room where the purple flame had been.
When Hip slid into the living room, he made immediate eye contact with Amethyst, who had an arm over the back of the couch, looking over his shoulder right in his direction, likely having heard conversation and gotten curious. Hip felt as if all the air had been punched out of his ribs and couldn’t help notice the tips of the flames on the other shrunk and tinged pink before recovering. It took him a few seconds to recover. “Uh, he… hey.” He managed to say.
A wide smile instantly appeared on Amethyst’s face. “Hey yourself. Hope you don’t mind, but I thought I’d come visit and say hi.”
“N-no, I don’t mind at all. Uh.” Hip looked around for somewhere to sit so he wasn’t leaning on the doorway as if he were the stranger here. The only open space was right next to Amethyst.
Amethyst picked up on this and shifted over a bit, leaving two spaces open on the couch, where he had previously been sitting in the middle. “I won’t bite, I swear.” He waved his hand at the now open space.
“Heh, thanks.” Hip slowly made his way over and easily vaulted over the back of the furniture to settle gently on the cushion furthest from his visitor. “So… ah.” Hip looked for something, anything to say, and quickly realized he had no idea what to say.
Amethyst was in a similar boat, as he realized he had been quite impulsive on just coming over, uninvited, to see someone he had only met for mere moments, even if it felt right to be near them. He decided he could try to start off the conversation. “So, uh, what is this universe called?”
“Huh?” Hip looked up startled, obviously lost in thought, trying to come up with something to say.
“I’ve found that each place, although they look similar, call themselves different things, usually something that defines that universe.” Amethyst shrugged and waited for an answer.
“Oh, uh, well, we are in Snowdin, um, there’s also Waterfall…”
“No, no, the world over all. What do you call your world?” Amethyst laughed, a deep gravely sound with a few crackles.
“Oh, um Dancetale. What is your universe called?” Hip asked, unsure and hoping he had giving the right answer this time. He had to admit though, Amethyst’s laugh was amusing and made him smile. At his question, Amethyst immediately stopped laughing and a deep purple in his face while the very tips of his flames flickered hot pink and subtle blue.
Neither of them noticed that Stretch had been watching and listening from the doorway, watching the stranger and his brother interact. He had noticed his brother acting differently for the past few days and went to Mrs. Bunny the other day to ask. She had told him, after a glance at Hip out the window, he had caught a soul song. Stretch doubted it could possibly be this powerful stranger, but this was his only way to be sure and if it was, there was nothing he could do about it. There was only one soul song for every monster. To destroy the forming bond would break both monsters for the rest of their lives and possibly even lead to their eventual dusting. With that in mind, he had let the stranger in, and now listened for any information on this elemental he could get.
“My universe is called Underlust, but I spend about half my time working in another verse called Underfell. Underfell is where I got these levels, but I’d rather be there than in my home universe.”
It took Hip a few seconds to figure out the correlation with Amethyst’s home verse, then he glanced up critically. “So you are saying your home is centered around lust? If I’m understanding your explanation of universe names correctly. And the place you work, is centered around, uh, falling?”
Amethyst could help snorting in laughter at the translation of Underfell’s name. “Unfortunately, yes, my home is centered around lust. It is quite dangerous for humans or monsters not of our realm to wander in our underground as most of our population is trapped in a sex haze and try to have sex with anything that moves. Since the barrier broke, it has become much safer and easier, but some of us still have a hard time controlling our urges, so humans are warned away from areas unless they are willing to risk their bodies.”
“And are you like that?” Hip interrupted, a hand on the arm of the couch ready to flee if he absolutely had to, as if Amethyst was about to jump him right now.
“No, whether it is a curse or a blessing, I went unaffected by the plague that caused my verse’s underground to go crazy. Now, as for the verse I work in, Underfell, it is, but isn’t about falling. For whatever reason, Underfell is a universe where it is essentially kill or be killed. If you are not strong enough or don’t have reasonable enough worth, you are considered no more than extra EXP and LOVE and become a target. I happened upon the verse when I was trying to hide from some of my verse’s inhabitants and tripped through the portal. I was instantly attacked and defended myself. I’m ashamed to admit that I ended up dusting quite a few children, but they were all trying to dust me and left no doubt they wouldn’t stop until they succeeded. When the battle finished, I was approached by a skeleton monster that looked vaguely like your own brother and he told me that he could either dust me for the slaughter of the children or I could work off my debt to society in the local bar where they had just lost their bartender during a squall. The choice was obvious as his LOVE was pushing fifteen.”
“How terrible.” Hip was hugging himself, rocking and shivering. “And to think the first time I met you I thought you were a spy from New Home trying to scope out the competition. Dang, you really have it rough in those other universes. Why not just find a calm universe and leave all that nastiness behind?”
Amethyst could tell from one look that Hip was honest in his evaluation and question. “I have a brother back home and I don’t think he could make it without me. I don’t think he even knows how to do the laundry himself.” As he told his own stories and talked about his family, Amethyst realized just how shitty he really had it and felt a bit down. “I can’t just leave him alone there, but I can’t take him elsewhere because he was afflicted with the Lust Plague. When it comes to the Underfell verse, I can’t just turn my back. If working the bar can help me atone for the slaughter of those children, then that is what I’ll do. My entire family has always worked bars, clubs, or restaurants, so I sort of have the prerequisite. My brother actually runs a club in our Snowdin. It is almost always busy, but I have to keep yelling at him for pining after his one employee. I’ve caught the two of them going at it more than once before and after hours. It wouldn’t be so bad except his employee is already with someone else. I’m so afraid he is gonna get himself hurt.” Without even realizing it, Amethyst was spilling his whole story. Once he started, it all just came flooding out. Normally he would be suave and confident, but then he normally didn’t talk about himself or go over to other monster’s homes uninvited. Right now though, he ran his hands in and around each other and just watched the movement, afraid to look up and see the disgust, horror, disdain, and dismissal he knew should be there. He was a horrible monster for all he had done. So he nearly went nova in surprise when a hand touched his knee.
“You’re a good monster Amethyst. I don’t think I would be able to hang around here, even for my brother if things got that bad, much less force myself to put my life in danger every day for one mistake. You’ve had it rough, but you are so strong. It’s amazing how strong you are after all you’ve gone through.” Hip’s words cut right through his soul, spoken so soft and reassuringly with an honesty that couldn’t be faked.
Unseen to the two on the couch, Stretch went back to the kitchen to attend his meal. He couldn’t stop the few tears that escaped. He had misjudge the flame. He could admit that, he still thought he was dangerous, and definitely not the perfect choice for his brother, but what his brother had said hit home too. Here in their peaceful universe, neither of them would be able to handle what this monster did on a daily basis. He couldn’t find it in him to be upset that his brother would leave him if he ended up the way Amethyst described his own people. He would want his brother to leave him if he became that way. He had also seen how Hip had watched Amethyst the entire time. He was entirely transfixed. The fact that there was a bond there was obvious to Stretch. He would no longer interfere so long as his brother remained safe.
“Thank you. I don’t know why, it really shouldn’t, but it sounds so much more real and feels really good to hear that from you Hip.” Amethyst finally raised his head to look Hip in the eyes. The skeleton was much closer than he had first thought, having half crawled over the center cushion to place a hand on his folded knee. When their eyes met though, a dark blue blush quickly spread across Hip’s face and he practically flew back to his corner of the couch.
“You’re welcome. I meant every word of it. Um, one more question for you, since you didn’t really mention it before. Your verse does dance, right? I mean, everyone dances, but I was wondering what is your style?”
“Actually, we don’t really dance, not in the way you’re thinking. There is one monster, a skeleton who shares so sembalance to you, he does pole dancing, but that is his profession, there is also a fish woman and a spider woman who table dance and pole dance at my brother’s club. That is about the extent of it. Personally, I have never danced.”
“Wait, so, like dancing isn’t a thing there? I know you said that a universe’s name described its basis, but a world without dancing is unthinkable!” Hip jumped up suddenly and ran to grab Stretch and tell him about the horror of a world without dance, almost knocking them both into the oven as Stretch was putting the tray in at that moment. “He’s never danced! How can a monster go their whole life without dancing!” he ranted to Stretch as he recovered himself and even Stretch was bowled over by the news.
“THIS MUST BE RECTIFIED AT ONCE! TO THE STUDIO!” Declared Stretch, pointing directly up as if he would just blast through the floor into the room.
Amethyst flinched but couldn’t help but smiling at the antics of the brothers. He jumped a little when Hip suddenly appeared right next to him.
“Come on. We gotta fix this now! You can’t live your whole life and not know how to dance. It is just not natural!” Before Amethyst could even start to stand, Hip had grabbed his hand and started dragging him to the steps. The skeleton was a lot stronger than he looked and nearly pulled him right off the couch and onto his face.
“Alright, alright. I’m coming. It’s honestly not that big a deal.” He laughed as he followed to avoid being dragged.
“IT MOST CERTAINLY IS A BIG DEAL. TO NOT KNOW HOW TO DANCE IS AN ABSOLUTE TRAVESTY AND MUST BE CORRECTED. ONE MUST RELEASE THE RHYTHYM IN THEIR SOUL OR THEY WILL NEVER FIND THEIR TRUE MUSE AND BALANCE!” Stretch explained from directly behind him, making Amethyst jump once more.
He hadn’t had monsters get so close to him unexpected so often in a long time. He just couldn’t get his guard up here and they kept surprising him with their easy gait. They were not on guard at all and it put him completely off guard and off balance.
In short order the three of them where in the studio. “So how is this gonna work? I’ve seen you dance and I know I can’t move like that.” Amethyst directed his question to Hip, as he had been the most friendly insofar and the skeleton was still holding his hand.
“That’s fine. You have to find the song that resonates with you and follow its flow, that will direct your flow. In the meantime we can try to show and teach you different styles. Maybe that will help you figure out your dance.” Hip gave him a reassuring hand squeeze then released his hand and looked between them all. “Maybe you should try to dance with him bro. You are closer to his height than I am.”
“VERY WELL. THEN I SHALL START WITH MY OWN FORM OF DANCE. I PRACTICE THE LATIN FORM OF DANCE. I WILL GO SLOW TO START AND YOU TRY TO COPY MY MOVEMENTS. YOU WILL KNOW IF IT IS RIGHT IN YOUR SOUL WHEN YOU FIND YOUR DANCE.” Stretch nodded and took up his starting position.
Amethyst tried to emulate it, and after a few seconds finally had a posture that somewhat matched it, but he was way too stiff for it to work. This was proven a few steps in when he tripped over his own feet and face planted. Hip couldn’t stop from falling over laughing and kicking his feet in the air as he rolled on the floor.
“Man, that is definitely not your style. Sorry bro, looks like you’re staying a solo dancer still.” He continued cracking up for a few more seconds then shot up suddenly. “Dude, we got a fire elemental, bet’cha he might be able to point ya in the right direction. He is also the top instructor in town. Wha’da’ya say bro, wanna try ‘im?”
“I SUPPOSE. NO USE TRYING TO TEACH DANCES WE DON’T ACTUALLY KNOW.” Stretch shrugs as he helps Amethyst back to his feet carefully.
“Awesome, let’s go!” Hip jumped over as Amethyst finally got his bearings once more, the fall having discombobulated him.
Before Amethyst could even ask what this other flame’s dance was, he found himself tripping over his feet at the whole world seemed to shift and his surroundings suddenly changed. This time he only hit a knee, but it knocked the wind out of him all the same. Under him was what looked like polished hardwood flooring and the area was well lit. When he looked around, he noted many large windows allowing the area to be naturally illuminated. On one side of the studio, the children and the human all stood staring at them. He gave them a wan smile as he struggled to get air back into himself.
“Hey kiddos, seen the fireman around? I got a new student for ‘im.” Hip asked as he rubbed circles on Amethyst’s back.
“He went into the back to get us a balance bar. Hip, is he okay. Stretch made us go away when he showed up earlier and he seems dangerous.” The human asked.
“Oh, he’s fine. He’s just winded from the teleport. Give him a few minutes and he’ll be right as rain.” He cast a glance down at Amethyst, who could only raise a brow at his choice of wording. “Well, maybe not rain, but, eh…” he cut off suddenly as an orange flame dressed rather smartly stepped into the room from one of the doors in the corners. “Hey hot stuff, got ya a new student. Never danced a step in ‘is life and don’t know what his soul’s rhythm is.”
“Hmmm, looks more like he needs a rest than a new step. Why don’t you give the guy some space Hip.” Scolded the other as he set down the balance bar for the children and evaluated his new ‘student’.
“Huh?” Hip finally took a look at Amethyst and realized how low his flames had gotten and saw that his HP had halved. It had been fine at the house though. “Sh-, man, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you couldn’t ‘port.” He looked to the trainer. “Markis, you got anything that can help him out. This is my fault, put it on my tab.”
Markis was already there and pulled a bag of dried items from his pocket. “They don’t taste great, but they should help you out friend.” He offered a few leaves and bits of bark to Amethyst.
“Thanks.” Was the huffed response as Amethyst took the offered supplies and downed them. They improved his health a quarter, but no more. It was enough for him to get to his feet and breathe with little difficulty.
“I don’t think you will be doing any sort of dance step today. I don’t want to chance you hurting yourself further. You’re in pretty rough condition.”
Amethyst cut him off. “I’m fine now. Whatever that stuff was that you gave me really helped. I’ve been in worse situations, but I’ve never taken a hit like that before. It took me for a loop is all.”
Markis looked him over once more and then noticed his LOVE and EXP. I suppose you have. If you think you can handle some steps, then we will try. Just don’t push yourself. You won’t impress anybody by dusting yourself here.”
“No worries pal. I won’t dust here. I’ve got too much to do to be dusting just yet.” With that said, Amethyst pushed himself up to his feet, putting him easily a few inches over the other.
“Then let’s get started. Are there dances you already know you can’t do or do not feel right for you?” Markis looked him over once more, already discarding several that he could tell this monster would be incapable of performing just with his body type and gender.
“Well, I can’t do the style Hip or his brother do, and I am sure not doing what the girl over there is doing.” He motioned to the human doing ballet. “I think something a bit slower and measured would probably be my pace, if that is even a thing.”
“Well, there are a few dances of that style, normally they are meant to be done in groups though. I have an idea of one that would fit you.” He looked to Hip, “If I may?”
Hip stepped back, an arm at his waist as he bowed and stepped back. “He is all yours.”
Amethyst shook his head at Hips antics, then just barely held back swinging as Markis grabbed his hip and got right up close to him. The way the other froze told Amethyst that he had read his tensing and knew just what had almost happened. “A little warning next time please.” Amethyst growled as he forced himself to relax. These monsters where not looking to hurt him. He had to remember that.
“Forgive me. I’m not used to such jumpy individuals. I will work with you as best I can, but please try to do the same with me. We don’t want trouble here.”
They were still way too close for Amethyst’s comfort, but he just nodded, knowing he had agreed to be taught this. Dancing was what ran this world, so knowing something about it would be good for him if he was going to be coming back at all. If the attraction he was feeling toward Hip was any inclination, he would definitely be back.
Once Amethyst had finally relaxed enough, Markis moved his hands to rest on his own hip and then took his other hand and placed it on his shoulder. He mirrored the arrangement and took the lead, taking a step back and counting to four, a number for every step. By the end of the second count, Amethyst found himself leading and humming a tune he had never heard before that matched their steps, at points even adding a few as he would spin the other or be spun by them. After a few minutes, it felt right to end the tune and so he did, and as he did so, released his hold on Markis and stepped back, finishing with a quarter bow. Markis mirrored him even in this.
“It would seem your form is the waltz my friend. It is quite rare for that particular from to show up. And I don’t think I’m wrong in thinking you found your soul rhythm as well. Congratulations. Feel free to come by anytime and I can help you learn more advanced forms, for a fee of course, and help you develop more as a dancer.” Markis smiled at him, and like everything else here, it seemed genuine.
“Thank you. Where I come from, we don’t typically dance, but I think I would like to do it more. It was quite enjoyable.” Amethyst couldn’t keep from smiling and nodded his head in thanks. A smattering of applause started up behind him and he turned around to see all the kids watching him and Hip leaning against the wall smiling. They were all clapping, then broke up to talk to each other, some of the younger trying out the same steps themselves, but he found he could see their missteps, but didn’t mind. They were children. The human came up to him then.
“Congrats. I wasn’t too sure about you when you first came, but you aren’t too bad. I’m Dolilda, but everyone calls me Doll. I prefer it too.” She looked from him over to Hip, who had gone to help one of the younger kids doing freestyle, then back to him. “Welcome to the family. You don’t know it yet, but you are one of us now.” With that she gave him a hug and went back to helping keep the kids in line.
“So no dancing where you’re from. Must be a depressing place.” Mused Markis.
“In some ways yes, in other ways it is just a bit to active. I’d rather not talk about it.” Replied Amethyst, neither of them looking at the other.
“As you wish.”
Amethyst stepped away from him then, and walked over to Hip. Almost instantaneously Hip responded, turning to look up to him. “Heading back?” Asked Hip.
“Yeah, I need to make sure my brother gets up in time for work and I left some unfinished chores back home. How about this. I’ll give you my number. I don’t know if it will work through the portal, but when we are in the same verse it should. I could call you when I drop by? I unfortunately wouldn’t recommend you coming by my verse.”
“I understand. Sounds good.” They traded numbers and bid each other a good rest of the day.
As the brothers’ house came into view, Amethyst decided to stop in and let Stretch know how things had gone since they had left so abruptly. Before he could know, the door opened.
“SO HOW DID IT GO?” he asked, hands on hips and a kiss the cook apron on that brought a smirk back to Amethyst’s face.
“I’ve been deemed a waltz form apparently and Doll says I’m now part of the family, whatever that means. Figured I’d stop by and let you know since you helped as well. I’m on my way home at the moment or I would stay and chat some. Perhaps next time?”
“THAT SOUNDS LIKE A SPLENDID IDEA, THANK YOU FOR STOPPING. IF DOLL SAYS YOU ARE FAMILY, YOU ARE WELCOME BY ANY TIME YOU WOULD LIKE. I’M GLAD YOU FOUND YOUR FORM SO QUICKLY. MAY LIFE GET BETTER EVERY DAY FOR YOU.” They shook hands and Amethyst made his way to the portal, and back home.
As it happened, Teal was in fact still asleep and got his ass kicked out of bed. “You’re going to be late for opening your own club you fucking hornball!” being his wake-up call from Amethyst when he was found sleeping with Sugar Plum’s unwashed uniform once again.
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