"Hello, sweetheart." That was the first line Prince 'Evan' (A/N: If you all remember, he is Exveemon.) said to Angewomon.
"Ugh!" Angewomon muttered as Evan boldly put his hand around her waist. Gene just stood there, smiling. "Don't touch me! I barely knew you for 5 minutes!" She yelled, slapping his back as hard as she could.
"Alright, alright, lovebirds," Gene interrupted. "Apple Dance! Go to the ballroom."
(A/N: If you don't know what the apple dance is, read this. If you do, keep going. The apple dance is a partner dance, usually with a couple, that holds an apple between their foreheads. It is a lot harder that it sounds, and it involves a lot of teamwork with the head movements of each partner.)
Angewomon and Evan stiffly danced with an apple held in their foreheads. They were also dancing with other members of the court, also with apples between them. The Prince and Princess were given the center of the floor, and they were quite a sight.
Angewomon, besides her head, was as far away from him, dancing nearly at a 45 degree angle to the floor. Then he attempted to kiss her. She ducked away in time, and the apple fell within ten seconds of starting, and she slapped his face in recovery with her right hand. In her left hand, she had caught the apple, and shoved it into his opened mouth from shock.
"NEXT CHALLENGE! We'll give this teamwork another try..." Gene bellowed. "Newspaper dance."
A/N: This maybe another unknown dance. The newspaper dance involves two people (again -) and the challenge is to be able to stay on the newspaper longer than other couples. The problem is, the newspaper is shrinking by being folded in half until it is too small for 2 people to stand. Then it gets to the point where one person must carry the other. Until one couple is left standing, the game keeps on going.
Most of the couples on the floor were still competing, and the newspaper was becoming incredible small. 'Evan' and 'Alexandra' were standing on tiptoes on the newspaper, holding each other to counter their own weight and keep from falling.
"You know, I'd be happy to be this close to you or even closer to you anytime." Evan commented. Angewomon pushed him and he fell over, exasperated.
"Thats it! Get away from me!" She stormed up to her chambers, leaving the other couples still laughing with enjoyment. They couldn't care less for a reject of their own beloved Princess. Evan stood, isolated as he watched Angewomon go. Gene followed her out of the ballroom.
"Put a big fat 'X' on his name!" She yelled before slamming the door shut on Gene.
"Kari? Kari! Where are you?" Angewomon called for her best friend. "I need a hug ..." She muttered. Kari ran in worriedly and hugged her.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with a Prince?" Kari asked, fixing Angewomon's hair and wiping the tears off her face.
"I don't want to do this anymore." She said.
"You already met all three of them?"
"No. Not the Prince of Hope."
"Out of all three, he is the most important for you. You should give him a chance. Besides, you were in love back then." Kari persuaded.
"Fine. Just make sure Evan stays away from me."
"Yes, your majesty. Oh, and just to let you know, your advisor, Gene – he is really hoping for Evan to be matched up with you. He will do anything in his power to make you both get married." Kari whispered.
"Huh? How did you know?" Angewomon stopped her crying and looked at Kari.
"Oh you know, Girls. We gossip." Kari said. "It's too complicated to explain the whole chain, but trust me."
"Let me see what he's got then." Angewomon said. I'll tease him and pretend to love the Prince of Hope. I'll do everything, I'll even ask him to play along...
