A week of pestering John about their Halloween costumes have been both entertaining and a bit frustrating, the boy really is a 'good boy' isn't he? Dave got his phone out and texted John if they were meeting in front of the library today; they always did, but it was always good to check in. His bag was on the ground with a pillar supporting it upright, John should be coming downstairs soon. He pursed his lips as he leaned against the pillar just as his bag is, the crowds of people passing him left and right.

"I'm here Dave!" shouted John as he ran up to him, "Sorry, Ms. Fran lost track of time."

"Whatever, you came." he said, "Now then, headed home?"

"Actually no, I'm going to help set up the Halloween Dance." said John, "Hey you should come! Pretty sure people will get kicks out of your ironic plans."

Dave chuckled; John looked up to him so dearly, it's cute. He was like an idol to the kid, which is very flattering if he did say so himself. Picking up his bag, he slung it around his shoulder and raised a hand. John smiled and began to walk, knowing that the blond was tagging along. They've been friends long enough to have a few signals and code words between them, though as to reading each other, they weren't there just yet.

"It's upstairs, come."

"Aye that." replied Dave as he followed the other.

The halls were starting to empty out as everyone went to their buses, their respective clubs or just went home one way or another. Dave picked up his pace as he went to walk next to John, their footsteps slowly syncing with each other's as they walked up the set of stairs and down the hall to the designated room. Once there, they took a seat near the middle of the room. Other kids were there already as well, happy to help with the set up; this sure is going to be interesting. The bell rang indicating the end of school hours and the beginning of school activities.

"I'm so glad we can have great students to help us set up for our annual Halloween Dance. I'm Hamila , the one "in charge" this year, and this is Karrie, a kind of...substitute for me if I'm not here." said a brunette, "So let's get to business as we only have a little over a week until the dance."

She and Karrie went and wrote down a list of roles on the white board while the other students watched or spoke to their friends quietly until the ladies were done. Dave nudged John and leaned over to tell him something, John looked over at Dave and leaned down to meet him halfway.

"So then, what do we do?"

"They haven't even told us yet." whispered John.

"Still."

"So here's the list, please come up and write your name under the role you want to be in and see Karrie once you do." said Hamila.

With a second break, the kids started to get up to walk to the board; John smiled and pulled Dave up to drag him over to the board. With a few students in front of them, the two friends looked and spoke on what to work on. They did have quite a list to choose from, so whatever they get won't be a problem.

"How about Banners?" questioned John.

"Nah, let's do the music." said Dave.

John rolled his eyes, "I know you're going to slip your 'sick beats' in during the mix."

"I would never!" gasped Dave as he held his chest.

He laughed softly as they took a step up; John's laugh was like an assault rifle, shooting at him with no mercy. Everything about this kid was so adorable, like no joke, he could squeeze John and out would come flowers and rainbows and shitty unicorns. Dave glanced back up at the board and thought, what could they do though?

"Hey, how about the candy?" asked Dave.

"You're going to eat it all."

"And you won't?"

"Dave my life is already covered in enough sweets."

"Right..." trailed Dave, "Then how about we do the part where we decorate the spot light dance."

Looking back at the albino, John raised an eyebrow. The spotlight dance. Well it is a part of decoration and beats having to decorate the whole stage. He smiled and nodded, showing Dave that it was an acceptable option. Dave smiled and went up to write his name up on the board, John doing the same after.

"Cool...I'm still going to get my sick beats to play though."

"I wanna see you try." grinned John as he walked with Dave over to Karrie.

Karrie handed them an outlay of the gym and other small supplies to help them get the spotlight dance planned so it can be set up when it's time. John took the papers and headed out the door to get to the gym; Dave followed along, a plan hatching in his mind as they walked down the stairs. As much as John denies being a homosexual, Dave still shows his affections towards the other anyways, using irony as an excuse. And it's been working well so far, John doesn't suspect a thing...Or he's just that oblivious.

"So since it's Halloween, I think it should be both haunting, yet dazzling. To make it a special moment you know." said John as he looked back at Dave.

"Yeah, sounds cool. We going to be using balloons?" asked Dave.

"I think that idea is overused. Maybe we can do like a forest or a graveyard."

"Graveyard all the way dude, totally romantic for a special moment."

"Ironic too?"

"Ironic too."

John beamed, it was nice to get irony right, the praises he gets from Dave satisfies his friendship with him. It was a feeling of happiness, but it also felt like something more. Something he couldn't figure out, but that was the least of his problems; they needed to focus on their job for the dance. Dave smiled softly as the other gave him a smile, he can never get over that smile. The different variations of that smile is fascinating, how a smile can be so different.

The two entered the gym and went over to the obvious center, they had a limited space to set up the spotlight dance, but that'd be fine. Dave scaled their area as John started to sketch out a draft of what their graveyard would look like, both spent their time planning and discussing on how to set everything up. Dave making suggestions; John changing and adjusting things as time passed by; they had a week left though, so they took constant breaks.

"Who do you think will win the costume contest?" asked John.

"I don't fucking know." replied Dave, "But that computer dude could do well with his Heterochromia iridium eyes if he uses it to his advantage."

"True, but I think Aradia has a chance."

"That chick you sit with on the bus? Dude you have a crush?"

"W-What, no!" stuttered John, "I just think she does, after all she can get pretty scary if she wants too so I've heard."

"Well I also think Gamzee has a chance to win too." said Dave.

John got up to stretch, his legs starting to fall asleep. The talk about the costume contest did relate to what they're doing though, whoever wins gets each other's last dance of the night in the spotlight, so it really is suppose to be a special moment, romantic even. Dave stood up along with John, stretching out his arms and legs, it was about time they do something before they had to leave. And he knew just what to do.

"John." said Dave.

"Yeah?"

"If we're going to do a graveyard with graves and shit, we gotta make sure they're able to dance."

"Oh...Right." trailed John as he looked down at the paper.

There were graves scattered around here and there with a few trees allowing webs to be strewn along the air. They were planning on a smoke machine, but discarded the idea as they were going to set a few bones on the ground and an accident would not be good. Dave walked over to John and picked up the papers, setting it aside before walking back over to John.

"Maybe we should test out the area before we go." said Dave as he looked down at him.

"Like dance? Here?" asked John as he looked over at the other students indulged in their planning and mental decor.

"Yeah dude, no one's gonna talk." he said as he pulled John closer, an arm on the other's waist.

"But-"

"It's only for a few minutes, plus it'll help us with mapping and readjustments."

He was right, testing out the area by dancing will help with mapping and readjustments, but dancing...Slow dancing here in front of people and with Dave! This was going to be so embarrassing! John stuttered quietly as Dave wrapped his other arm around his waist, a smile peering through.

"Come on, you're already trapped." chuckled Dave, "Just put your arms around my neck and we'll take baby steps...Just don't step on my feet."

"No promises." he managed to say back as he did as told.

They were so close together, their bodies just barely pressing against each other. Dave's heartbeat picked up its pace as he slowly took a step back; John's left foot following through. Soon they were slowly moving around the area they were working on. As they danced, their eyes met; John looked to the side as he felt his blood rise to his cheeks.

"It's rude to not look at your partner while dancing." said Dave as he tried to looked at John's face.

"But-"

He froze as he felt a pair of lips connect with his cheek and his hips released free. John looked up at Dave who had a grin on his face, soft laughing escaping from his lips. The lips that kissed his cheek. The blue eyed teen shook his head as he stared down at the floor, letting a blush take over. Dave ruffled John's head as he went to pick up his bag.

"Nevermind, we're done anyways. Let's go."

"Y-Yeah." stuttered John as he went to grab his bag.

Dave looked at him and his grin softened to a smile, he wasn't ready to confess just yet. No, they needed more time before things can take a step up, and even if it didn't they'd still be best bros...

Right?