paradisa | 1/018: Dancing isn't science!

[Wheatley sort of lingers on the main staircase of the castle, sitting down on the bottom step and turning the small invitation over and over again in his fingers. He's reading the words, repeatedly, trying to recognize anything about it. Was it a prank? Some joke? Perhaps someone trying to be nice and simply not being informed of his current predicament. Either way, he was feeling just the slightest bit jilted, taking it quite personally.

Flipping open his journal, he hesitates... tapping it with his free hand a few times as he decided what should be said.]

Um, quick question! Little question... nothing too big. Who sent these little things out? These... uh, little invitations. Well... that's uh... that's a sort of mean joke, if-if it is a joke. You know... Why would you- I mean whats the use on sending someone a masquerade invitation...

[A rather depressed sigh comes out of him. It's heavy, and much sadder than the usual upbeat guy that everyone always knew.]

...If they-- if they have no one to dance with...?

[He loved dancing. He really did. He loved it more than most things being himan had to offer. Someone sending this was a real kick in the face.]

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[Wheatley raises his head, looking around when he hears the foreign voice call him. Who is that? Disregard the fact that she had just said that she was on her way! Though, when he sees the rather large top hat, he forms a very silly (and terribly dopey) grin. He was still sitting, but the lanky bloke had VERY awkward long limbs which proved him to be incredibly tall, even when sitting. Glasses? Labcoat? He was totally one of those super nerdy smart scientists, right?]

Oh! Hello!
T-trucy right? If-if you're not then.... then I guess I'd feel a bit silly. I assumed, you know with your t-top hat and all.

Yeah! Trucy Wright! [ It doesn't really occur to her that he meant right not wright, but w/e w/e. ]

The one and only! No one else could pull off a top hat this well! Where do you want to learn? [ She bounces on the balls of her feet as she looks way up at him. ]

[He laughs a little, standing up to his full height/]

Ummmm... hmm, that's a good question.
Y-you know, we should probably go somewhere with open space...

[Wheatley looks around squinting slightly.]

H-hey... uh...

Why not here? Here is a good place. Lobby is nice and open. Won't knock over any furniture or anything like that...

[He chuckles... it was a joke, laugh too.]

[ She does laugh! Thankfully! ] Yeah, we definitely need a lot of space, it's a pretty energetic song! [ And you are tall, Wheatley. That is a lot of limb to be macarena-ing with. :| ]

It's a shame we can't have the music, it'd help us keep track!

The music?
Oh-oh... does it have specific music to it?

[Yes. He knocks a lot of things over.]

Energy! Energy is good! Got-got that. I have energy!

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We're the bro-est of bros. When he finds out who she is he's going to be so excited. (ACTION. :DDD)

Awwwwh! and she! Daddy's friend ccc:

Now just to see what Nick thinks of all this... xD

He will have no choice but to accept it. She's a big girl!! She does what she wants!!

Hahaha Rebel!! xD