~At the gym

The Baudelaires and the Quagmires stared in disbelief when they entered the room. It didn't even resemble the gym anymore. Decorations were strewn everywhere making the normally dreary room look rather fancy. There were tables and chairs lining the sides of the room, along with some long tables full of snacks and drinks. A few teachers stood near the back walls watching for any rule breaking. Many other students had already arrived and most of them were in the center of the room on the makeshift dance floor as music flowed from the nearby speakers. It appeared that despite the initial reasons for having this dance in the first place, the school had still put some level of thought into making it work.

"They certainly went all out," Isadora commented.

"You'd almost think they wanted to do it," Her brother said.

"Oh, look there's Carmelita!"

The red haired annoyance was standing near the dance floor with two of her friends. She was wearing the frilliest, most glittery pink dress ever created as her choice of attire. She had noticed the four of them come in, and was glaring at them as they walked past her towards a free table.

"Couldn't get a date, Carmelita," Duncan smirked, as he subconsciously pulled Violet closer to him.

Isadora, Violet, and Klaus fought to hold back their laughter at the response Carmelita's friend made to Duncan's comment, "Wow, they really are prettier than you."

"Shut up, Janice! Nobody asked you," Carmelita shouted as she grabbed her friends and stormed off to the other side of the room.

The four sat down at a table, letting out their laughter.

"I told you the look on her face would be priceless," Isadora said, "So that's why she didn't want us here. She didn't two girls around that were prettier than her."

Duncan and Klaus left to get some drinks for them, and Isadora leaned over to Violet.

"I should tell you, Duncan does know how to dance so if you want to he won't be able to chicken out by lying."

"I'll keep that in mind," Violet replied as the boys got back.

The four proceeded to stay seated at their table to have their own conversations. Most people would have thought this rather rude, as they seemed to be ignoring the party around them, but they didn't mind. At least not for the moment. It was about an hour or so into the night before an opportunity arose for the young couples.

The upbeat music that had been playing before changed to a much slower song this time. The children recognized it as "Can't Smile Without You." Duncan felt his nerves spike, but he wasn't going to miss his chance just because he was scared. He stood and offered his hand to Violet with a shy smile. She grinned, her face turning pink, and took his hand. He led her over to a less crowded area of the dance floor, and the two began to slow dance. He put his hands in the proper placement; her right hand in left and his other hand on her waist, and kept his shy smile as they stared into each other's eyes.

As this happened, Klaus and Isadora watched as their siblings walked off with each other. The poet couldn't help a small twinge of jealousy crossing her thoughts.

"Do you want to join them," Isadora asked, hopefully.

Klaus blushed, "Um… you'll have to forgive me, I don't know how. Sorry…"

Isadora stood, grabbed his hand, and dragged him along with her to a spot far enough from their siblings to be alone, and silenced his concerns by simply saying, "Then I'll lead."

Violet and Duncan snickered as they noticed Isadora pulling Klaus along with her.

"Guess that problem solved itself," Violet remarked, before they turned their attention back to each other.

"Izzie told me you could dance. I'm glad I got to see it for myself," She said, her eyes half-lidded as she followed his lead.

Duncan blushed deeply, "Oh, uh, well you're a pretty good dancer too. If you don't mind me saying so."

She laughed softly, "I wouldn't know, you're my first dance. I'm actually winging it right now, that's why you're leading."

His eyes widened, "Your first ever? Wow, I'm honored."

~at the same time

Klaus nervously followed Isadora's lead. His normally genius brain and photographic memory had taken a back seat to the fact that Isadora Quagmire had herself pressed against him in a romantic slow dance. How could he possibly focus now while his senses were going haywire? Even if it was just to learn the steps through visuals.

"See it's not so bad once you try it," Isadora said smiling up at him, her beautiful brown eyes twinkling.

He felt his insides melt as his own dark eyes stared into hers, "I guess you're right."

"Aren't I always?"

He chuckled, feeling himself start to relax, "Most of the time."

Duncan mustered up his courage, "Violet, um, you really do look beautiful tonight."

The inventor smiled up at him, "You don't look so bad yourself, Duncan."

"So, after this… do you want to maybe take a walk outside? Just the two of us."

"I'd love that."

He let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding, and grinned, "Ok, good."

"And I think our siblings are a little too distracted to notice if we stepped out," She joked, tilting her head in their direction.

Duncan laughed, "You're right. They won't miss us."

The song had switched over into another slow song as the pair stopped dancing and walked out of the room; their hands still entwined.

Klaus smirked, "I don't want to alarm you, but your brother just took my sister and left."

"I guess Duncan does have some backbone after all. Where do you think they're going?"

He shrugged, "Who knows, probably the broom closet, if they want to make out. I highly doubt they're going to the shack."

"Damn, that presents a problem," Isadora sighed, "If they're going to the closet then where will we go to be alone?"

She blushed deeply as she realized what she had said, "Uh sorry, I mean… if you wanted to that is. Not that I was going to force you to or anything!"

Klaus thought for a moment before smiling at her, "I know the perfect place for us to be alone."

He held her hand tightly and led her out of the gym in the opposite direction their siblings had gone.

~End of Chapter!