Disclaimer:

The Theme that will be used in the following chapter belongs to WinterMagic1 for her challenge.

Theme- Pinocchio learns to dance.

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Chapter 11

Pinocchio POV-

The lights are bright, the music is blasting loudly, and the Grimm's house is a blur of dancing people.

Yet, I'm not feeling it.

Slowly, I pushed through the crowd of people and made my way to the couch, which had been pushed up against the wall. I sat down and watched as everyone danced wildly.

At first, I was still as a rock, but the beat got to me in the end, and before I knew it, I was tapping along with my foot.

"Hey Pinocchio! Get over here!"

I turned and saw Daphne waving madly at me. I shook my head at her slowly. Since that is the universal sign for "No" you'd think that she had the sense to stop.

Instead, she came bounding over and sat next to me.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you dancing?"

I stared at her.

"These ignorant humans are wasting their energy, moving along to music. I am sitting here and conserving my energy and time, by focusing on more important things in my life as an adult"

Daphne gave me an amused smile.

I suppose I didn't look very convincing saying that, since I was physically no older than she was.

I saw Daphne stand up, and looked curiously at her, as she stretched out her hand to me.

"Come on, Mr Mature, come dance with me!"

I couldn't contain a smile. Finally, someone was realising how mature I was.

"How do you do this strange jumping dance?"

She stared at me and burst out laughing.

"Come with me and I'll show you"

I followed her into the centre of the room, warily.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm teaching you to dance in our modern society. Okay, this song is called Party Rock Anthem. Just twist, and move to the beat!"

I stared at her, as she started jumping up and down, and twisting her body around.

"Are you okay? Are you having a seizure?" I asked her worriedly.

She laughed and slapped my arm.

"Just copy what I'm doing!"

I stared at her and slowly moved my arms and legs the way she was doing it.

She looked, dumbfounded at me.

"Okay, you are officially really, really bad at dancing"

It was official. I stuck out like a sore thumb.

Trying to escape, I pushed through the crowd of people to get back to my comfortable couch sanctuary.

Daphne grabbed my hand.

"What are you doing? Keep dancing!"

I sighed and did what she said.

The louder the beats were and the faster they got, I seemed to get the hang of it.

Before long, the beat was pulsing through my veins, and I moved to the beat, forgetting where and who I was.

I guess music just does that to people.

As I danced, oblivious to everyone around me, I thought to myself happily.

Sometimes, its fun to be a kid.

Okay, I wasn't too proud of that chapter. The next one will definitely be better (hopefully) This theme was kind of hard, and I wanted the dancing to not be ballroom dancing, so I decided that our generation's dancing would be good.

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