Lance loved to dance. He was an ace at ballet, but he preferred to just move to the music. He woke up to music every morning swaying to the music as he got ready. He always had a tune in his head.
Thought he'd never tell the paladins in fear of being made fun of - especially by a certain mullet-headed boy. And he still remembers the first time his sisters took him to ballet.
*Flashback*
"Lance, wake up," Julia said jumping on him. "Mama said to take us to ballet, so come on."
"Okay Juli" he replied, "calm down."
Lance got ready then scarfed down his breakfast quickly. When he finished he piled Julia & Maria into the car. They drove for a while, the girls bubbled with excitement the whole while. When they walked in the small studio, just as Lance was about to leave Julia grabbed his hand, refusing to let go.
"Come on Juli, I gotta go." He said softly to his smallest sister.
"No, Lance." She said determinedly "You have to stay."
"Please." Maria piped up. They both pouted at him, and he just couldn't resist. "Fine," he said. And that's how he found himself at ballet class. He watched them for the entire hour. He slowly got more interested in how they were so graceful. He found himself wanting to try for himself. So when the girls class was over he pulled aside the teacher, a kind lady named Ms. Marianne.
Next thing you know he was going to class every Saturday after the girls. He didn't know what to do the first time he went, so he just stood awkwardly in the corner. But, when the music started he got lost in it and lost himself too.
Soon, he became the best in the class. And the rest is history…