My AEs will be a little late, due to a track meet.

Key: I don't have anyone to GO with!!!!!!  *goes away to worry* 

Lock: Um...Key?

Ball day! I have't actually written anything, I just wanted to say something.

WAIIITT!!!!!!!! *runs into ballroom followed by AEs* Oh dang it I forgot to sign up but..... well, I guess we'll just come anyways. Sorry for such short notice!

Is Ariel there? I haven't seen him in forever...... I miss him. A lot. Also, I went to see the Tempest and I wanted to tell him about it and *continues rambling*

Saphira. You're rambling.

*stops* *blushes* Sorry. 

You're cool. NOW..... charrie sheets.

Name: Saphira

Age: #ageless, appears around 16-17

Appearance: Blue hair, eyes, skin, and generally everthing else. Will be wearing an ocean blue medival style dress with flowing sleeves and skirt, a gold circlet enlaid with sapphires, and Ariel's pan pipes around her neck. 

Personality: Saphira is usually my dry, sarcastic side, but when it comes to Ariel she's a TOTAL softie.  When asked about this soft side, she will typically try to bight your head off (figuratively, obviously.).

Who you are taking/going with: Ariel, always. If he's here, that is. If not...... well, I'll just hang out at the punch table or something and quite possibly snarl at anyone who asks me to dance.  

Other: Can morph into a blue dragon, but obviously she's not doing this at the ball. 

Name: Ronan

Age: #ageless, appears around 16-18

Appearance: Wavy, dark brown hair, piercing green eyes. Is about medium height, and will be wearing a dark, tardis blue tux with a blue bowtie. (Because, according to him, they're cool.)

Personality: Ronan is super intelligent, super nerdy, and super sweet. He's into pretty much every fandom, but knows when to talk about it and when not to. He's super sweet, and wouldn't harm a fly (unless, of course, that fly happened to be threatening someone he loves). He can be a bit nervous around the crazier AEs, and he's generally pretty laid back. 

Who you are taking out/going with: Since we're here this late, I think he'll just chill and maybe dance with a few people.

Other: (Don't tell him this, but I'm hoping to find him someone just as nerdy/intelligent as he is XD. And I made him PROMISE not to hack into my computer again, so I'm pretty sure he can't see this......)

Luna says "pmfg" Prom frog? Prom FOG? I hope the prom isn't ruined by some traitorous fog..... XD 

Key, I'll go with you if you want.

Uhhh... I guess I'll start the ball...

Forgive me if I got any of the couples or single AEs wrong. I made an entire list but it was kinda confusing, so just add to this post if needed.

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It was 7:00 on April 13. A large crowd was gathered in front of a magnificent palace that shimmered in the setting sun. As the clocktower rung, the AEs counted along.

Bong. "One!"

Bong. "Two!"

Bong. "Three!"

Bong. "Four!"

Bong. "Five!"

Bong. "Six!"

Bong. "SEVEN!"

With a delighted cheer, the golden gates swung open and the AEs poured in. First came all the single AEs. Aleczander, in his dark blue suit, swept in, followed closely by Doublock. Anna and Lisbeth are close behind, chatting nervously and straightening their red and navy dresses, respectively. Morgreth comes in also, and is awed by the marbled floors and graceful arched ceilings. Jarnen, Felinda, Sriracha, and Ronan come in soon after. They look around, shrug, and go over to the punch table. (Opportunities for future romances!) Jarnen and Ronan tug their uncomfortable suits, and watch curiously as Aleczander comes over to chat with Felinda.

Of the coupled AEs, Alfred and Katharine are first, her white and gold lacy getup complimenting his more serious one. Very Bad and Squaishey follow, Squaishey dragging him excitedly by the hand, neither caring that she's rumpling his black suit and tie. Lock and Sib are not far behind, and Sib's gorgeous green and white polka dotted dress is flouncing and twisting in the excitement of the moment. Jamie and Estella follow, a bashful-- yet perfect-- couple. Wordsy Owly and Dain are next, blinking in the sudden light and chatter of the ballroom. Grey and Rosalyn sweep in gracefully, his formal suit matching her yellow delicate dress. Evil Devin and Zoey are next. Her deep blue starry dress shimmers in the ballroom's light.  Saphira's date, Ariel, offers Saphira his arm, and she takes it bashfully. They walk in together. Counter and Jammira bounce in, both delighted to be here and excited to be with each other. Malachite and Secret follow more slowly, more bashful to be with each other than Counter and Jammira. But they are still delighted. Key follows, trailed by Pseudonym. He looks as f he may be her date, but no one but Key can confirm that. (I wasn't sure if they were going together or not.) Even so, they look dashing together-- her white flowered top and blue skirt and his black tux and red bowtie. Finally, reluctantly, Nick and Cloud trail in, uncomfortable at the fancy ball and with the other CBers. They immediately find a quiet, secluded corner they can talk. 

THE BALL HAS BEGUN! 

I reluctantly follow Cloud. I know what she wants, but I will not crash this party. I approach Lisabeth. Her eyes widen, suprised a dragon is here.

"Lisabeth, do you want to dance?"

what is drae doing? well, this is awkward... i look at niccolai. they are wearing a tunic thing. dang it. well, why do i care. i try to talk, but then i notice grayish-blue eyes, the color of the CAPATCHA background. "Get out of here, Pzuz!!"

iiii nout here. ikwe.

"You are not a kiwi! Get out of the ball!" i yell.

hehe
The ball seems to explode. Tons of little CBers jump out. Animals run around.

hehe hehe hehe

oh no...

Is this kind of like an RP? *shrugs* So be it... 

~Morgneth 

I walk closely behind Lisbeth and Anna. I think one of them has a crush on someone named Amber, from their talk. They are both nervously straightening their red-and-navy dresses. Ick. I opted to wear a light green gown which brushes my ankles. More of a robe really, but with a black sash, (like my hair) and embroidery, with my hair in a braid and out of my way. (Cupcakes are messy, although my beloved cupcake hurler never gets any on me.) It fits, anyway, and as I walk in I see it will blend in with the curtains in the balconies, which was what I was intending. 

I gasp in awe along with the rest of the crowd. The arched ceilings and long, tiled floors are magnificent. And, of course, how could I ignore the balcony, with its perfect hide-behind concealing drapery which matches my outfit? I can be stylish when firing cupcakes at people. 

Or, you never know, I might decide to spice up the refreshments table with a cupcake or two.  

I observed the crowd, content to wait for a moment, since my cupcake hurler-shaped necklace (which expanded to a full-sized cupcake hurler... a convenient disguise) was tucked into my robe for now. AEs mingle and chat, although I notice that Niccolai and Cloud look uncomfortable at all the people and go over to their own corner to talk. I watch them out of the corner of my eye. I'm never quite sure about rival troublemakers. I prefer to have them on my side or not at all. 

Well, except for Devil Owl. But he's an exception, because he's cool. Ish. 

My mind made up, I decide to sample the refreshment table before I fire cupcakes at it. I notice that a lot of the other single AEs are heading to the refreshment table as well. I say hello cooly to a male AE who presumes to talk to me (Rowan? Roan?), and R-somebody continues to awkwardly blather on while I slip some bread into my pocket and sample a muffin. 

The muffin turns out to be a bad idea, because it reminds me of Critic, Mandy, and Hobbes' thread, and that reminds me of the muffin-flinging contest I had with Mandy and that reminds me of Devil Owl. 

My good mood gone, just like the muffin, I sneak off to the side, looking for a way I can discreetly climb the curtained stairs. Then the music starts, and the coupled AEs go whirling across the floor, the single ones looking a little wistfully at them. But then one of them asks another to dance, and they go whirling along with them. For a moment, it tugs at my heartstrings as well, but then I shake it off. I have a job to do! 

I climb the stairs hurriedly, not wanting anyone to notice me and see where I'm going. As soon as I'm out of sight, I peek out from behind a curtain slightly. Good, everyone is still dancing... no one sees me. I pull out my mini-cupcake hurler (IT is mini, the cupcakes are not), and press the button that only my finger will let it expand, and it expands into a full, blaster-size cupcake hurler.  I caress its surface gently. My only really true friend (my CBer doesn't count) . Unlike that AE who never responded to my ball question...

I shake off thoughts of Devil Owl, irritated at how he keeps creeping into my head, and raise the cupcake hurler to my shoulder, already deciding where to aim...

The chandelier should do nicely.