Title: Romance is a Dance

Author: tigereve920

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Status: Complete

Warning: Some sexual situations

Pairing: Ja-Kal/Nefer-Tina

Category: Romance/Humor

Spoilers: None

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Nefer-Tina thinks Ja-Kal needs to loosen up. And, there's no better way to loosen up than dancing.

Author's Notes: Future Fic. It's a quicky--More of a finger exercise.

Disclaimer: I am in now way affiliated with the cartoon series, "Mummies Alive!" or the DIC Corporation, and any of its affiliates. This fanfic is for entertainment purposes only. This fanfic and its author do not intend to infringe on any copyrights.

Romance is a Dance

Step One: Select a partner.

"No."

"Come on, I'll be fun!"

"I'm not going."

She frowned, allowing a few hairs to fall onto the sides of her face. "You need to get out and do something fun once in a while. Worrying over a non-existent bad guy can't be good for you!"

"Nefer-Tina," he began. "I have a duty, we all have a duty, to the prince."

"So?" she coyly replied.

He raised a brow.

"Ja-Kal, It's possible to do both things at once!" she whined, grabbing onto his arm. "Please?"

Ja-Kal sighed. She was the only woman he knew that could wear him down. "Fine, I'll go with you."

Nefer-Tina gave a shout in triumph. She quickly promised that he'd love it and ran off.

"You know you've screwed yourself over," the scribe cracked from behind.

"As soon as it's out of her system, I'll stop going."

Rath gave a snort in reply.

"Yes, Rath?" Ja-Kal breathed, exasperated from having to deal with everyone today.

"That woman will never get dancing out of her system." Rath shook his head. "You, Ja-Kal, are royally screwed for the rest of your afterlife."

Ja-Kal shrugged his comment off, and turned to lie down on the couch. A low, deep moan from under him made him jump.

"What in the name…"

The cat hissed at Ja-Kal once more out of spite and sauntered off to find a better place to sleep.

"…i…diot…" was all Rath could manage to utter before bowing his head to hide his face, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably in silent laughter…