This was meant to be a Christmas special, but it's boxing day. sorry. Hope you like anyway!

About an hour before we were to leave, I was lying on my bed (fully clothed) thinking about my dress. I still hadn't managed to find one, so I was musing whether or not to go. Probably not. "Knock knock!" I sat up and Lockwood entered holding a "Flora's Formalwear" suit bag. Even though he was in his tux;George had rented one from Dianne's Dinnerwear (I have a feeling neither owners names were Dianne or Flora. . .) and Holly was in her dress, the bag was still full.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked. "And what's in the bag?" He throws it on the bed, says, "Have a look!" smiles, leaves and closes the door. "What the. . ." I mutter, opening the bag. Inside the bag is a blue-green, puffy, sparkly dress. Oh. My. God. I throw it on, and it fits perfectly. I do my hair, put on the flats that go with it, and go downstairs to find Lockwood. He's in the living room facing away from me, talking to Holly and George. Holly looks up and gasps, and he turns around.

"How did you know?" I ask.

"Your face when you saw the dress, I knew you loved it. And it seems as though it suits you rather beautifully. You look lovely." I blushed profusely.

"Thank you!" I hug him around the neck and kiss him on the cheek. We are ready for the ball.