He-Man looked up, his eyes watering from the writhing pain he was feeling in his leg. It was broken, Skeletor looked down and a tear fell down his face. His ears were ringing. The music seemed to loud, he looked around at the hundreds of people crowding him and wished that he could lose this crowd. People were talking all around him, at first he was mad but then he thought, maybe it's better this way, he knew they would hurt each other with the things they want to say anyways. Skeletor looked down at his love for the last time. "We could have been… so GOOD together, we could have felt this love forever." A tear ran down his face and landed on He-Man's gentle cheek. "But now who's gonna dance with me?" Skeletor held him close as he cried into his shoulder. Nothing more could be done. It was the end of Evangelion. Skeletor held He-Man close for the last time and screamed at the top of his lungs, "PLEASE STAY!" Nonetheless it was too late, He-Man was gone, and it was all his fault. Skeletor knew he was never going to dance again, As much as he tried his guilt overcame him an he knew once and for all, that guilty feet have got no rhythm.
Paul