Finishing Elwen and Elrohwen Chapter Four: To Dance or Not to Dance

Lady Gon silently counted the girls waiting before her patiently in their elaborate gowns and dancing slippers. 14. Two were missing. She had no doubt which two they were.

"Elwen! Elrohwen! Get out here!"

"NO!" Came the chorused reply from the room.

"You will get out here now- in a dancing outfit, or I'll-" she was cut off as the door clicked. Someone- or two someones, was opening the door. She paused. It seemed easy- too easy. Suddenly, the door burst open to have the twins run in (threatened bard in tow), dressed in red and black, dancing the cancan. Soon they had yanked in (to the class' dismay) the rest of the girls, and formed a cancan line. The poor tortured bard just sat and played.

"STOP IT!" Lady Gon shouted. The other girls sat down thankfully, but the twins crossed their arms simultaneously and glared at her, then grinned at each other and began to swing dance. Lady Gon yanked the lute from the bard and broke it in half. The two stopped immediately.

"What was that for?!" Elrohwen protested.

"I thought you wanted us to dance!" Elwen put in.

"To dance PROPERLY! Dance ladylike dances, elegant, graceful, like waltzes, BALLROOM DANCES!"

Both made a face. "Ewwwww."

Three hours later.

Elwen and Elrohwen stood, wearing pink, frilly, fluffy, gauzy, foofy dresses. Somehow they had managed to keep their large boots on instead of the dancing slippers.

"Much better- now, for the box step, the first part of the waltz."

The twins made a face, then looked at each other. Twin sparks lit in their eyes, and they grinned demonically. They allowed themselves to be paired up with another student.

The music began. A few moments into the song, Elwen's partner, a slight, blonde, skinny thing, let out an ear-piercing shriek.

"She stepped on my foot!" Elwen smiled innocently.

"I'm afraid my partner is mistaken- she hit her foot against the wall." She said with perfect grace. They started the dance again. Within seconds, Elrohwen's partner had screamed and claimed the same affliction. The two looked at each other and hid a grin. Simultaneously, they dug their booted heels into their partners' feet. They both screamed.

"She did it again!"

"My foot!"

Lady Gon changed their partners.

Within the duration of thirty minutes, every girl other than Elwen and Elrohwen was sitting out with an ice bag on one (or both) foot.

"JUST GO TO YOUR QUARTERS!"

They gladly left, muttering "We have to feed Ernil, anyway.", reaching into their pockets for the dead mice they had been collecting.