Fury was lounging the day away on his nice soft couch, until Havoc, Hawkeye, and Roy picked him up and carried him gagged and tied into a van. "MmmPHt!"

"What?" Roy asked. Hawkeye sighed and ripped the gag off.

"Yow!" he whimpered. "What are you psychos doing?"

"We have officially declared that you have no rhythm, therefore, we are taking you to the arcade." Havoc answered.

"The arcade?" Fury asked perplexed.

"Young, naive Fury." They walked into the arcade and dragged Fury over to a Dance, Dance, Revolution booth, thing.

"Dance, Dance, Revolution?" Fury asked disbelievingly.

"The best way to learn!" Havoc hopped onto it. "Come on!"

"I am not taking you on in a dance off." Fury declared.

"If you don't the marshmallow peeps will get you."

"The peeps!" Fury ducked away.

"Why did you do that?" Hawkeye asked exasperatedly.

"What happened with the peeps?" Mustang asked.

"Let's just say a bag of them fell onto his head while he was shopping and leave it at that." Hawkeye muttered.

"Fine I'll have the dance off!" Fury howled as Havoc tickled him as Fangirls sighed and took pictures.

"How do you do this?" Fury asked.

"Just put you feet where the arrows tell you to."

"Arrows?" the music started and the arrows went by at top speed. Naturally Havoc was a pro at this sort of thing, unfortunately, Fury wasn't. "Ahhh!" Fury yowled as he fell over.

"It just begun…" Havoc stated.

"It's too hard!" Fury cried.

"Why not just get him a makeover to make up for his lack of rhythm?" Mustang asked.

"Sure." Havoc grinned as he watched the high school girls on the Dance, Dance, Revolution booth.

"Hot Topic?" Fury asked.

"Yeah, this is the only store with clothes that won't make you look too white." Mustang stated.

"And you guys?"

"We look good in anything." Havoc and Mustang stated. A few hours later they all came back out with a disgruntled Fury.

"Geese, I never thought it was possible for anyone to not look good in any style." Mustang growled.

"It's not his fault." Hawkeye stated.

"I'm more of a babe magnet than he is." Mustang went on.

"Oh my gosh!" a girl squealed.

"My public." The girl ran past Mustang.

"You're Fury!"

"Um, yes."

"I love you!" she dragged him off.

"I never thought I'd see the day that a girl jilted you for Fury." Havoc grinned. "There's hope for me yet."