Harmony did not, did not, did NOT expect for her and her father's first day together to go so smoothly. First of all, how in the bloody hell could he know how to ice skate? And with kids under his arms!
Harmony watches at a distance, observing the happy kids, the relaxed mothers that their kids aren't bothering them, and the people smiling at the silly man who can make the kids smile. She looks across a small walk way to the other rink where the figure skaters swirl and leap and twirl and bow. Feeling that familiar tug of longing, Harmony looks back at her father, who seems busy with the excited kids, and gets off the beginner's rink and hurries over to the figure rink before she can lose her nerve. The few skaters there sneak curious glances at her, but continue with their affairs.
Harmony looks down at her mid-thigh red plaid skirt and skin-tight black shirt with a big, sparkly silver skull on it, much to her father's displeasure at her showing off her legs in such a fashion. Her custom made silver-gold skates shine almost eagerly. Silently thanking her mother for getting her into the habit of wearing shorts under skirts, Harmony confidently skates further onto the rink.
She stops in the middle, watching the four or six people practice around her. 'Ametuers.' she smirks to herself. Her eyes close, and the song she won the worldwide competition with comes to her like a second nature. She opens her eyes.
She immediately takes off, using speed to her advantage. A quick, small circle and a toe pick takeoff, she jumps, landing perfectly. She doesn't see the people who have stopped to watch, or the fact that the other skaters in the rink have moved to the walls, hypnotized by the beautiful skater.
A triple lutz and a one-and-a-half-toe-loop come naturally before a hand is on her left elbow and an arm on the right side of her waist. Knowing this position as the throw loop entrance, Harmony goes with the motions.
Her partner throws her up. Harmony always loved the throw jumps, she loved to make them crazy. She parts her legs in a perfect split in the air, people cheering. She lands and crouches on her skaters, turning over and over again before standing while still gliding effortlessly across the slippery ground. This is how she regains her balance. It's also one of the moves that won her the championship. She fleetingly see's the crowd around the rink, the five skaters who had been there earlier cheering that their idol was there, skating again.
Her partner is again by her side and they skate leisurely for a moment. They skate to a side of the rink before her partner turns away and they speed up, skating around the edge of the rink. As the come around to meet, Harmony see's that her mysterious partner is none other than her father. She gives, for the first time since she got the telegram, a genuine smile and the Goblin King returns it in kind with that trademark smirk her mother always spoke of. A smirk that hasn't graced his lips since it was touched with that bloody kiss. Of course, this all happens within seconds before the two 'collide'.
Immediately, Harmony executes a camel spin. And in perfect sync, her father does his own toe pick takeoff and jumps, performing a perfect front split to avoid colliding with Harmony's leg. The crowd cheers as the performers regroup in the middle of the rink. Unfortunately, someone had the weird sense to call the TV station. The cameras focus in on the Champion and the man who looks like her father as the circle each other closely in the middle. The tension from the crowd seems to pour onto the ice, enveloping the skaters and making this part of the performance seem like that dangerous dance between to sharks over a piece of kill. The eyes of all the onlookers catch every curve and twitch of the two as the circle sort of moves slowly over near one of the sides. The stop suddenly and pause a moment. She curtsies as he bows and the crowd cheers for a moment before falling silent as the tow come together. Instantly, music begins to play and they meld quickly into the Golden Waltz. The onlookers are hypnotized be the simple performance, but they don't understand what the dancers feel. They're lost in a world all of their own that only they understand. Through this exciting and twist-y dance they tell each other their story and find condolence within each other's presence. They vow to never leave each other; to stand up for and support and protect each other. This is sealed as they give their bows on both sides. At ease with everything, the turn and skate to the exit.
Harmony doesn't feel like talking to anyone, and her father's dark and brooding aura keeps the curious onlookers away. She sits simply and begins to untie her skates. The news anchor, however, isn't going out without a fight. He pushes his way through the people and stands by Harmony with his three-man camera crew. "Ma'am, I am Mark Ridgeford. I was hoping to get an exclusive on the elusive World Champion." he beams with pride. Harmony vaguely recalls this man as some famous news field reporter that the women, both single and taken, swoon over at the mere mention of someone with part of his name. Harmony says nothing as she finally takes off the other skate and starts lacing up her steel-toed combat boots. When she says nothing, a flash of determination is faintly caught only by the Goblin King. Harmony stands and turns away from the reporter to join her father by the entrance when the report reaches out quickly and grabs her arm. Hard and demanding. "Please, it'll only take-" he starts to coax in a sickly sweet voice, but doesn't get any farther.
Harmony whirls around the opposite way she had first turned, effectively pulling her arm away from the horrible man and at the same time performing a perfect roundhouse that would make Chuck Norris cry tears of pride. Mark is sent flying over the wall of the rink and onto the ice, much to his utter embarrassment. People were laughing and snickering. Harmony, calm and cool as her father, turns and they leave the rink, weaving effortlessly through the people gathering again to watch the unfortunate news reporter. As soon as they had cleared the crowd, Harmony and Jareth looked at each other and grinned devilishly. Harmony only had a fraction of a moment to remember what her mother would say about how much Harmony's grin was like her father's before they disappeared in a puff of glitter unnoticed.