Fredrick: well, you will now -grabs his hand and brings him to a random dance room- What type of dance do you want to learn?

Me: bleh. Peter: mmmph. -shakes his head and rolls over covering himself with his sheets-

Fredrick: -glares at E. You and mouths f-you-....your not a fata**. You are beautiful. Also, can you dance? -smiles while rubbing his back-

Me: -calls out- bye fatass and skinny stick. Peter: -winces as I say that and flops on to the bed and covers his head with a pillow-

(thank you, WE, ARE THE CRYSTAL GEMS) Fredrick: um? K. -takes his hand and walks out of the room-