Hey guys! It's time for yet another chapter of NPP! This is where we get the full prom. Let's see what fun the gang gets into and if the boys can rekindle their friendship when it comes to Prom King. Enjoy!

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Chapter 5: The Most Wonderful Night

At Maywood School, the gym was definitely decorated for the prom. The theme this year was voted to be 'Under the Sea', with blue colors, ocean-themed foods, and sea animal decorations.

Not to mention some of the girls had ocean themed dresses as if they were mermaids. Which is also was Elaine was going for with her gown.

Speaking of, she, Donald, Mush, and Betty were the first of the gang to arrive at school. They were in awe at how good everything looked, especially since Joyce was part of the committee to help choose the theme and such.

"Joyce did a good job..." Elaine observed, "She definitely knows her creativity."

"Y-Yeah..." Donald agreed, "This looks cool..."

"Hey, hey, hey! Let's party!'

The four turned to the entrance to see Albert and Laverne enter through the doors. Donald and Mush went to greet him, "Hey, Fat Albert. You and Laverne l-look great!" Donald complimented.

"Thanks..." Albert smiled as Laverne went to greet Elaine and Betty.

"Say uh... you don't think Rudy's still mad at me... do you...?"

"I'm sure he'll get over it. I'm pretty sure he'll win... since he had been campaigning for weeks after all..."

"I guess you're right..."

At that moment, Bill and Penny, and Harold and Violet had arrived at the same time, looking around the gym, "Wow... it looks better in person than I imagined it to be..." Harold said.

"Yeah. The committee did great..." Bill added before he and Harold went to greet the other boys, while the girls all did the same.

From there, the boys engaged in conversation, "Hey, hey, hey. This is looking to be a great night." Albert spoke.

Bill nodded, "Yeah. And it'll be even greater if I win Prom King."

"You mean if I win Prom King." Harold corrected.

"Hey, what about me? What if I win?" Donald asked.

Albert quickly stepped in to prevent a fight, "Cool it, dudes. I don't care if any of you win. The important thing is that we have fun tonight, and make our girls happy, okay? Let's not let this ruin things."

Bill sighed, "Sorry, Fat Albert. If it weren't for Rudy's stubborn butt, we wouldn't be arguing over this. I wouldn't have cared about Prom King, but he's made this a competition."

"I only want to win for Violet..." Harold added, "I mean, I don't care if I lose, but it would really mean a lot for her..."

"Y-Y-Yeah. I really don't care either..." Donald also added, "But I don't w-want Rudy to be mad at me if I win..."

Albert put a hand on his shoulder, "He won't be..."

Speaking of Rudy...

The doors opening yet again, and everyone in the gym turned to see smoke entering the building... and out of the smoke walked Rudy and Joyce. The others were amused by this entrance, and clapped and cheered for the couple.

Well, almost everybody...

"Now he makes a big entrance, thinking he owns the prom..." Bill muttered.

"Hello, my fellow prom goers!" Rudy greeted loudly, "You're future Prom King is here to liven up the party!"

Joyce just rolled her eyes as she smiled at her date, before waving at the other girls and walking to them, so that they could all squeal over each other's outfits. While Rudy walked over to his friends.

"Greetings, Albert, Mushmouth." He smiled... before sending a glare towards Bill first, "Cosby..."

Bill glared right back at him, "Uh, Cosby has a first name, y'know..."

But Rudy just ignored him, as Donald spoke, "H-Hey, Rudy. You look nice..." He was nervous, fearing that Rudy was still upset with him. His fears were confirmed as Rudy replied, "Y'know... they say flattery will get you nowhere... and it applies here too. Don't think complimenting me will make me forget that you betrayed our swear, you dummy. But... thank you anyway."

Donald frowned sadly, wanting to say something else, but then Rudy walked away. He could tell that Rudy was still sore with him, even with those black shades covering his eyes...

Harold shook his head, "I guess he's still mad."

"Fine. Let him stay mad. I just can't wait to see the look on his face when he doesn't win Prom King." Bill said bitterly, "He thinks he's all that, but he's not..."

"Hey. Let's just focus on having fun." Albert reminded everyone, "Let's forget about Prom King for a moment."

The other boys nodded. Why focus on one thing, when you can focus on something even more fun? Meanwhile, with the girls, they noticed what went down a few seconds ago, especially what Rudy said to Donald.

Seeing the sad look on Donald's face upset Elaine more than she thought, "Ooh, that Rudy. Always making others feel bad to lift himself up. I'd like to show him a thing or two... but I'm not like that."

"Well, let's just focus on reminding the boys that they're friends.." Joyce spoke up, "And worry less about the candidates..."

All girls agreed on that as they set out to their respective dates...

Albert poured a glass of fruit punch for Laverne, as she happily took it and took a sip, "Thank you, Albert. This punch is delicious..." She smiled, "Um... how are you gonna help the other boys... well, not hate each other over Prom King?"

"I'm thinking of using a psychological method. Through carefully worded sentences to help program the message into their minds. After all, I'm gonna be studying Psychology at the University of Pennsylvania this fall." Was the large boy's response.

Laverne smiled, "Oh... that sounds like it could work. I'll tell the other girls, and then we can all use that method..."

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Meanwhile, with Bill and Penny, they were looking to get something to eat, so they found themselves at the food table, "Two plates please..." Bill requested, "I'd like some finger sandwiches and mini hot dogs. Penny will take the salad..."

Bill was currently looking at his date when he said that, so he had no idea who was serving until he heard the voice.

"Coming right up, big brother."

The Cosby boy then looked ahead and gasped. Sitting on the other side of the table serving food... was Russell, and sitting beside him was Bucky. Bill could not believe that "Russell! Bucky! What're you doing here?!"

"Some of the cooking people called in sick last minute." Bucky explained, "So Miss Wucher needed some volunteers to fill in."

"And we were happy to help," Russell added, smugly grinning at his brother.

"Darn it all. Even at prom, I can't avoid you. I guess no matter where I go or what I do, you always have to be there..." Bill groaned.

Russell chuckled, "Well, it's like you said before. Brother's stick together."

"Me and my big mouth..."

Penny giggled, "Yeah, you two stick together... just like good friends should stick together. They should be able to support each other decisions no matter what... even if it's winning some title..."

Bill looked at her. Somehow... what she was saying made sense...

At the same time, Harold and Violet were taking pictures together. It was then that Violet decided to put the plan in action, "So Harold... do you really think you'll win Prom King...?"

The tall boy thought about it for a second, "Well... if I do win, it'll be for you, Vi. I mean, I really don't care... but I don't want the other guys to hate me for it either since they seem pretty desperate to win... Rudy especially...

Violet nodded, "I understand... but you know. You guys have been friends for such a long time. You've always played games together, made music together, and even had fun. You guys are always about having a good time. So... who cares if any of you win Prom King...?"

"Well, that's the thing. I don't care. But... I wanna win for you. And... I don't wanna let you down..."

"You'd never let me down, Harold. For anything. And if you don't win... I won't be disappointed..."

"You won't..?"

"Of course not..."

Harold smiled as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. He started to feel better about the whole thing...

Meanwhile, Donald and Elaine were sitting at one of the tables, after getting plates of food to eat. But right now, Donald wasn't feeling so hungry, especially after what happened with Rudy. Elaine noticed her date and put a hand on his shoulder, "Donald... are you alright...?"

"Y-Y-Yeah... I guess so... I'm just... I just hate that Rudy's mad at me. And if I win Prom King, he'll be even madder at me..."

"Donald. If Rudy is mad with you, don't let it get to you. He just can't take it when someone reigns above him. If he wants to pout, let him. But that doesn't make you a bad friend..."

Donald looked at her, "It doesn't..."

"No... and if he does win Prom King, well, be happy for him."

"I've always planned to be happy for him. But if I win... he won't be happy for me..."

"He'll get over it... trust me..."

"I sure hope so..."

Speaking of Rudy, he was currently standing right by the voters' box after taking pictures with Joyce. Looking around to make sure no one was looking, he reached into his tux and pulled out about twenty slips of paper with his name on it. But as he was about to stuff it in the box.

"I sure hope you're not gonna put those votes in for yourself, are you?"

The rich boy jumped as he dropped the slips, before turning to see his date smirking suspiciously at him. Rudy chuckled nervously, "N-N-No! O-Of course not, cabbage flower! I would never..."

But Joyce's expression didn't change, even as she looked at the papers on the floor, one turned over to show Rudy's name. When he realized that he had been caught, Rudy sighed, "Sorry, babe. I was just... desperate. My chances of winning are in peril since the other dummies decided to run."

"But you're not gonna gain anything by cheating..." She said softly, "I know you want to win. I understand that it would mean so much to you... but don't be mad at your friends just because they want to win too."

"I asked them not to run so that I could have a better chance. But they went ahead and did it behind my back to spite me!"

Joyce took Rudy's hand and squeezed it softly, "Maybe they did it because they wanted a chance... not to spite you. It was their choice to do this... and you almost stopped them. Think about it, as a friend, you should be able to support your friend's decisions, and not keep them from doing it..."

"Even if it's something stupid..." Rudy asked.

"Well, in this case, it's not really stupid..."

"Right..."

Rudy sighed, before picking up a paper, crossing out his name, and wrote down Donald's name, before putting it in the box, and discarding the rest of the slips in the trash, "Maybe you're right, Joyce. Maybe I need to lighten up a bit..."

Joyce smiled, "And if one of the other boys win... be happy for them, okay?"

"Well... I might be disappointed... but I won't kill them over it..."

Two hours into the prom so far, and things were going great so far. Right now, everyone was getting down on the floor, dancing to the best tunes of the season. Of course, keeping with the 'Under the Sea' theme, some songs, and music that was played was ocean themed.

All the boys tried to impress their girls by showing off their best dance moves, but honestly, they looked more silly than hot...

"Do you think our plan worked...?" Laverne asked.

"I think so..." Joyce replied, "Rudy seems to be less desperate.

"Yeah." Violet nodded, "They seem to be cool with each other again... let's just hope it lasts until the prom is over..."

After a few more minutes of fun dancing, Miss Wucher walked up to the stage, and spoke into the microphone, "Attention everyone. The votes are in. It's time to find out who is the Prom King and Queen.

The teens were definitely excited as they gathered around the stage. Joining Miss Wucher was Joyce, and two other members of the prom committee, Keiko Imora, and Cindy Collins. She held up a paper and read through it, "Alright. Ladies first. The winner of Prom Queen, with 102 votes... is Elaine Withrow!"

Donald was shocked as he looked at his date, "Y-Y-You ran for Prom Queen? I didn't know..." He said.

Elaine smiled, "I wanted to surprise you..." She said before walking up to the stage to receive her tiara, velvet cape, and bouquet of flowers as everyone clapped and cheered.

Before Prom King was announced, Rudy whispered to Bill, Donald, and Harold, "Hey. If any of you guys win, I won't hate you for it..."

"Same to you. I'm rootin' for ya, Rudy..." Donald whispered back.

"I'm rooting for you too, Donald. I'm sorry for earlier..."

"It's okay."

"I won't hate you if you win..." Bill said to Harold.

"Same here. If you win, kudos..."

"Thanks. You too..."

Miss Wucher spoke again, "Alright. Now it's time to announce Prom King..."

The boys listened in carefully, as Albert spoke, "Remember, dudes... no matter who wins... be proud of them..." He had already seen them talk and apologize, but he hoped to get in one last reassurance.

"In the lead with 110 votes... is James Mush!"

... WHAT?!

The whole entire Junkyard Gang turned towards Mush in complete shock. But the Ubbi Dubbi boy smiled as he walked up to the stage to receive his crown, cape, and scepter, grinning

"Mushmouth won?!" Rudy asked in disbelief.

"I didn't even know he was running..." Harold added.

"When did he sign up?!" Bill asked.

Joyce giggled when she saw the dumbfounded looks on the boys' faces, "Mushmouth was a last minute entry. He was very lucky to get in before time ran out..."

"But... but.. but... he didn't even have time to campaign... to get votes... to... to... to do ANYTHING!" Rudy just could not believe this.

Albert smiled, "Well... let's just be happy for him. He earned it."

The boys looked at one another, before shrugging and clapping for their friend. Betty even ran up to the stage to hug her date, congratulating him for his victory...

Soon... it was the time everyone was waiting for...

Slow dance...

Soft romantic music played as the lights dimmed a little. The disco ball spun around, as all the couples got on the dance floor, holding on to each other as they danced.

Laverne felt love and warmth with Albert's arms wrapped around her. She rested her head on his chest, sighing with happiness. Albert smiled at her, "Are you having a good and wonderful night...?"

"I am... thank you so much..." Was her response.

"You're very welcome..."

Bill and Penny weren't as close to each other as Albert and Laverne, but close enough to at least hold hands. Suddenly much to Penny's surprise, Bill spin her around with a twirl, "Wow... you dance so... lively..." She snarked, "Not as bad as I thought you'd be..."

"You'd be surprised as to how this body moves..." He winked at her.

"Yeah. He's a real twinkle toe..." Said a sarcastic reply.

Bill frowned, "You be quiet, Russell..." He said to his little brother, who was sitting off to the side, watching them.

Rudy and Joyce had their arms wrapped around each other, looking into each other's eyes, "How do you feel right now...?" Joyce asked, "I hope you're not too disappointed..."

The rich boy shrugged, "Eh, it's no big deal. I would have liked to win, true... but I'm happy for Mush. Besides, I already won Homecoming King... one title is enough..."

"That's good..."

Donald and Elaine were in a similar position, only Donald's hands were on Elaine's hips, while her hands were on his shoulder. Although, he felt a little uncomfortable, "S-S-Sorry. I'm not too used to this..." he admitted.

Elaine smiled, "It's okay... I'm not too good with this either. Let's just start off slow..."

"O-Okay..."

Harold and Violet were basically hugging each other as they danced, "I know you wanted me to be happy... but... sorry I didn't win..." He said sadly.

"Oh, Harold. It's okay. I'm proud that you took it well. That's more than enough..." Violet replied, before giving him a peck on the lips, making him blush deeply.

Last but not least was Mush and Betty, who were dancing similarly to Donald and Elaine, "I'm so happy for you, Mushmouth... I didn't think you'd win... but you did..." Betty said with a smile.

The teen blushed, "Thankb youb, Betbtyb. Ib didn't thinkb Ib wouldb winb either..."

And so with that... the couples all danced... and couldn't get enough of it... this was definitely turning out to be the most wonderful night after all...

Aww! Isn't that sweet? Everyone dances, Mushmouth wins Prom King, and it looks like the guys all reconciled. Next chapter is the last one, and it'll take place after prom as a bit of an epilogue of some sorts. So stick around for that. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll see you guys later. And as always, don't forget to review, please. Thank you!