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A Great Valentine's Day After All

Leo sighed as he waited in the dumpster until he heard the bullies move on. He shook his head, wondering how the day had gone from good to bad like this.

He had heard about the Valentine's Day Carnival in town and was hoping to ask Emma if she wanted to go and hang out with him there. But ask he had been looking for her, he had run into the same bullies that had hurt him before and they came after him, to which he had run into the alleyway and jumped into the dumpster, not really having any other choice if he wanted to escape.

After a bit of not hearing anything, he glanced out and found the way clear, to which he climbed out, but in the process, more trash fell on top of him, getting his clothes dirty and he realized he now smelled like a dumpster fire. "Great," he said. "I can't ask Emma to go with me looking like this."

Emma was walking around town, wondering what to do as it was Valentine's Day. She glanced up in time to see a truck barreling down the road and as it passed by her, the wheels hit a mud puddle, causing the muddy water to splash all over her, getting her dirty and wet. She sighed, near tears as she wrinkled her nose at how smelly she now was from the muddy water.

Sighing again, she turned to go home, deciding to stay inside for the rest of the day. Leo had decided the same thing and was walking home when he glanced up and saw a white Tim. Blinking, he quickly followed it, not seeing Emma had seen the same Tim and was following it too. Neither one saw each other as they followed the Tim into familiar theater that their friend owned.

Emma followed the white Tim to a room that had her name on it. Curious, she opened the door and went inside, seeing it looked like a dressing room and in the center of the room was a strange-looking chair that looked like a combination of a hair salon chair and a nail salon chair, complete with a foot tub at the bottom. She also noted that the chair had Balan's color scheme, which told her that he had no doubt set this up.

She walked over to the chair and sat down, noting that it was very comfy as she waited for Balan to appear. She gasped a moment later as fluffy metal clamps suddenly secured her wrists and ankles to the chair. "Hello, Emma," came Balan's calm voice.

Recognizing his voice, she looked around, but didn't see him. "Balan?" She asked. "Where are you?"

"Around," he said. "And I know what happened."

She blinked. "You do?" She asked.

"Yes, but don't worry, I'll have you cleaned up in no time."

Emma noted that while her wrists and ankles were secure, the fluffy clamps were comfortable and she knew she could trust Balan, so she relaxed. "There you go," she heard him say before a bunch of mechanical hands popped out from the chair wearing gloves. Some were holding hair supplies while others were holding bath supplies. Two mechanical hands gently tied a long silver hair salon cape around her and she took a deep breath before relaxing further, not knowing that the chair had a few tricks up its sleeve.

Meanwhile with Leo...

The boy found it odd that there was a room with his name on it and how inside looked like a room where someone could change into costumes and the chair looked like a very strange version of a barber's chair. The fact that it had Balan's color scheme told the boy that the maestro was responsible for this. Curious, he went up and sat in the chair to wait for his friend. Suddenly, his wrists and ankles were tied down to the chair by the fluffy metal clamps. "Hey!" He cried out.

"Hello, Leo," came the maestro's voice and the boy looked around, but couldn't see him. "Relax. You're safe."

"Where are you?" The boy asked, calming down.

"Around," Balan replied. "And I saw what happened."

Leo winced. "But don't worry," the maestro continued. "I'll have you cleaned up in no time."

Seeing as he really wasn't going anywhere anytime soon, the boy nodded and relaxed, seeing several mechanical gloved hands come out with hair supplies and cleaning supplies. Two of them tied a long silver cape around him and he looked at the hands a bit warily, but he did trust the maestro.

The hands got to work. One removed Leo's sneakers before what felt like a fluffy buffer pressed against his soles and began rotating. "Hey! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Leo laughed out, trying to pull his feet away, but the clamps held, giving the boy very little wiggle room as his feet were cleaned and tickled. "AHAHAHAHAHA! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!"

Emma was having the same problem with her chair. The tub had begun filling with water to wash her feet when the bottom of it gained a fluffy buffer and had begun tickling her feet. She squealed and laughed. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" She laughed out, but the buffer didn't stop for a bit.

When it did, the girl took some deep breaths, closing her eyes for a moment until she felt scrub brushes rest on her stomach and ribs and loofa sponges rest at her underarms. "Oh, no," she giggled before squealing as the brushes and sponges began moving, tickling like crazy as they cleaned her up. A hand came out with nail brushes right then and began playing the old game of 'this little piggy' with both the brushes and the teenage girl's toes, which made her laughter climb up an octave. What made it worse was that she couldn't see the playful attacks, so that made the tickling sensation grow and she continued laughing, barely noticing as the hands with the hair supplies began working on her hair and fixing her up gently.

Leo had thought having his feet tickled was crazy enough after it stopped and he took some deep breaths, but when he felt the scrub brushes on his own ribs and stomach and the loofa sponges on his underarms, he decided that this was crazier as he laughed and squirmed. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THAHAHAHAAHAHAHAT TIHIHIHIHIHIHCKLES TOOHOOHOOHOO MUCH!" He laughed out, but the tickling continued, one hand coming out with a pipe cleaner that was flossed between the boy's toes while two brushes scrubbed the bottoms of his heels. His laughter grew as it tickled so much.

Leave it to Balan to make sure this chair delivers some tickles, he thought to himself as he laughed, knowing Balan liked to tickle him and Emma to make them smile. Leo didn't completely mind it as he was feeling better from the tickling as he laughed. He then felt the other hands with the hair supplies start on his hair, but he was laughing too hard to really pay it much mind.

After what seemed like a long time, the tickling finally stopped and Leo leaned back, breathing hard as the tickling had taken a lot out of him. One mechanical hand handed him a glass of water, which he accepted gratefully, while another gently massaged his shoulders, helping him to get his breath back. As soon as he was able to sit up straight, two hands untied the cape and the fluffy clamps released him while his shoes were put back on his feet. The boy stood up just as a mirror came into view and he blinked in surprise.

His clothes had been changed to a red shirt with a pink vest and white jeans while his bandana was now red with white hearts on it. He smiled, seeing the outfit actually suited him for Valentine's Day. "Wow," he said softly before smiling. "Thanks, Balan."

With Emma...

The teenage girl felt the tickling stop and she closed her eyes, resting as she felt the chair release her. One mechanical hand gently rested on her cheek and she opened her eyes with a smile while seeing another hand bring her some water, which she drank gratefully. "Thank you," she said before sitting up and feeling two hands gently untie the cape. She suddenly saw a mirror and gasped softly before standing up and looking at her clothes.

She was wearing a white denim jacket, a pink skater dress with white and darker pink hearts, and pink leggings. She slipped on her shoes as she noticed her hair had been done in two low curly pigtails and a red hair band. She smiled as she felt that it matched the mood of the holiday and she looked around, having a feeling the maestro was smiling at her. "Thank you, Balan," she said softly before heading out of the room.

Leo had just exited the room he was in when he saw Emma and smiled. "Emma," he said, getting her attention and she smiled. "Wow, you look great."

"Thank you," she said, blushing a little. "You look very nice yourself."

He smiled. "Hey, I was wondering...do you want to go to the Valentine's Day Carnival with me?"

She smiled. "I'd love to, Leo," she said.

Smiling again, he offered her his arm and they headed out, not seeing the two chairs in the rooms transform into their maestro friend and one of his clones. The two merged and Balan chuckled as he watched his friends go to the Carnival, smiling as he saw night had fallen and Emma and Leo were riding the Ferris Wheel as fireworks began lighting up the starry sky, adding to the magic of the holiday.

Footsteps sounded behind the tall being. "My Maestro knows exactly how to cheer up children," came the voice of his wife and he turned to smile at her, seeing she was carrying their newborn son in her arms.

"But of course," he said, bowing his head with a smile. "Far be it from me to not cheer up my friends when they need it." He then gently pulled her closer. "Or not make sure my lovely wife has a wonderful Valentine's Day."

She chuckled. "Our daughter is passed out on the couch cuddling her new teddy bear," she said.

Balan chuckled. "Ah, she had a good day," he said. "And you, my love?"

"Yes," she said. "Because I'm with my wonderful entertainer who is the best husband in the world."

He smiled and accepted his son from her, seeing the baby stirred a little and opened his eyes with a small whimper. "Shh, I'm here, my son," he cooed softly, gently nuzzling his cheek against the baby's cheek. "I've got you."

The little boy settled down, gazing up at his father before his eyes blinked sleepily and he fell asleep. Smiling, Balan went and placed the boy in his crib. "Sweet dreams, my son," he soothed before going to get his daughter. Picking up the sleeping little girl, he carried her to bed, tucking her in and kissing her forehead in fatherly affection. "Sweet dreams, pumpkin."

He then went to find his wife, who smiled at him as he entered their room and he reached behind his back, pulling out a red rose and handing it to her. She smiled and went up to him, kissing him deeply before she gave him a heart-shaped box. Smiling, he opened it and found a pocketwatch inside and the theater was engraved on the outside of it. On the inside, there was an inscription. "To Balan, my wonderful husband and loving entertainer," he said before looking at her and smiling, his golden eyes filled with love as he pulled her closer. "I love you, my lovely star. Happy Valentine's Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day, Handsome. I love you too," she said.

They shared a kiss as the fireworks continued to light up the night outside, the magic and love of Valentine's Day ever present in the air.


I felt I just had to include Balan's wife and children from my other story "Her Loving Entertainer", which can be found on my page.

Happy Valentine's Day! :)

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