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The eyebrows on his face could raise no higher. Wow. Wooooow. Kid. Kidkidkid shhh god what the fuck please stop.

"Would you- Hey- Xié-" Was the only thing that could be heard inbetween Xié's words that progressed into shouts.

"Shut up Xié. I know that. That was a lead in. Fuck." He hung his head, letting some of his hair fall over his shoulder. God this kid was embarrassing sometimes.

Looking back up ~~once he knew the tint in his cheeks was gone~~ he regained eye contact. "I was wondering if you had any plans to attend the dance, and if you didn't I was going to ask if you wanted to go."

Xié blinked at him. Once. Twice. Three times. "Oh."

He cocked his head to one side, "I can't dance. So, I didn't actually consider going at all."

That was very incredibly Xié of Xié. Of course.

"...Right. Well, not that you've considered it, do you want to go?"

"To do what? Sit in a chair while everyone is loud and obnoxious around me? Why would I want to do that?" Xié asked him. It was genuine curiosity, though it probably came off more as irritation.

He frowned. "To hang out with me. If you don't want to go, then you don't have to." Although they have known each other for awhile, Deth still always assumes it's irritation. Every time.

Contingency plans, he did not have one if Xié said he didn't want to go. Well fuck.

"Oh, yeah, sure," Xié nodded sagely. Which was funny because there was nothing sagely about the kid. "Of course I want to hang out with you. You're great." It was a statement of fact. Not a compliment.

Deth blinked at him. Once. Twice. Three times. "Oh."

He would say 'why didn't you just say so' but he supposed that's probably what Xié would say. He just smiled and raised an eyebrow.

"I know I am. You're pretty decent yourself, so I thought we might go to the dance together. As friends." Not that he thought he had to clarify, however it felt like it needed to be stated.

Xié raised one thin eyebrow at him, "Is there anything else we would go as?"

No, really. He was confused. Was there anything else they would go as? As not friends? As enemies? As dates?

"Oh, gross!" He felt sick just thinking about it.

A laugh almost escaped his mouth. Almost. "Right? So, what do you want to do for dinner that night?" He was pretty sure dinners were more meant for the big group of friends that go, but hey, maybe Gareth would want to join them. Unless he had a date? Would he have a date? Ehn, whatever. If she/he wasn't annoying Deth supposed Gareth could bring them.

It doesn't even cross Xié's mind that going to food alone with Deth would be something someone would do on a date. He shrugged and said, "I don't know. Does it have to be something nice because of it being before a dance or something?"

"Hnn. I don't think so? Sadie's isn't terribly formal like prom is. I just thought we would be hungry. We could invite Gareth to come with us to food too." To keep that terrible date idea at bay, and to have their friend come along. It was perfect.

Xié immediately perks up at the mention of Gareth coming along as well. "Yeah! Gareth should totally come. He's always hungry."

He tilted his head to the side again, "But what if he has a date already? Do you think that he would still want to come get food with us? I mean, we're his friends and clearly more important then just some random date but from what I understand that isn't how normal social things go? I think so anyway.

"Ah, fuck it. I'm going to ask him to come to dinner with us. He can just bring his date along and he or she can shut the hell up and suck it up. And if they don't we can ruin their evening or something. I'm sure Gareth would still have fun even if we did that."

Xié already had his phone out of his bag mid-ramble and was typing a text to Gareth with the speed of a thousand mighty cheetahs processing his thumbs.

"Precisely." Xié knew the plan before Deth could even get it out, although he had the distinct feeling what ever either of them did wouldn't ruin Gareth's evening. The date? Oh, he was certain that would be easy. In fact he was already in the process of readying some plans as they spoke.

"Considering us, and considering him, I am certain he'd pick dining with us. Besides, generally it's the after hours activity that interests him more than the pre-game." He said with a shrug.

Making his way back behind Xié, Deth pulled him and his wheelchair back into the main hall to continue making their way.
"So, what do you want to eat that night? Sushi? Italian? Classy fast food?"

Xiè was confused and concerned. "What after hours activities? Is there something we have to do after the dance? Just how late are we going to be out?"

Deth stared down and just... blinked at the kid. Was he serious? ....Nope. No. Not going to go into that one. If the kid doesn't know, he isn't going to enlighten him.

"Ah. Some people party." He will now examine something down the hall as he pushed Xié.

Xiè just frowned - that didn't actually answer any of his questions at all. Some party people? So some people went out and partied more after a party? Why on Earth would anyone want to do that?

He made an irritated noise and decided to ignore how stupid that was and instead answer Deth's other question. "I don't care what we eat. We should probably go somewhere inexpensive if Gareth is coming with is though."

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Why? I can pay for him if we need to. It is a special occasion." He shrugged. Deth didn't care if they went to something expensive or not, just as long as it tasted good.

"That is a good point. Hold on, I will text him and tell him that you are paying for his meal so that he knows that he can pick whatever he wants," Xiè told him.

"Good. Let me know what he says."

Deth started to zone off down the hall, he was going to have to make an outfit for the event. What color to go with...

"I will, I will," Xiè answered. He stared at his phone for a while, waiting for Gareth's response, before deciding to text Gareth again. Just in case his phone didn't go off.

"Wait for him to respond Xié." Deth muttered, not even looking down at the boy. Deth would bet good money Xié was flooding his inbox.

"I /am/ waiting for him to respond," Xié said as he sent his last text. "AH! See, there he is now," he waved his phone behind him in where he assumed Deth's face was.

"He says sushi but he will probably eat a lot."

"That's perfectly fine. If we have any waste he will demolish it so we won't get charged extra. "

He was a little excited for this dance. A little. A small smile grew into a smirk. It was going to be fun.

"Well here you are." Deth said depositing Xié outside his classroom.

Xié waved at Deth without looking up from his phone. Very important text from Gareth were happening. What the hell were the rules of Dance Wear?

"Thanks, Deth, I'll see you later," he told him. He finished sending his text and looked up.

This wasn't his classroom.

"Deth, where the hell am I?" he asked.

He was alone.

God, damn it.

Not again.

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