I was happy to help out until that asshole...he had the nerve to actually show up. I can't believe I thought he was Butch, just the very sight of him made me want to throw up. He and his friends had all those girls drooling all over him. I wonder maybe he was this world's version of him. I wonder if this world had a version of Blossom and Bubbles? Muriel's booth was bustling, I guess having a 'Goddess' around sort of helped, a lot of guys were there to see this beautiful goddess until they saw me but they still tried to holler at me. Bridgette was helping out or gossiping more like it.
"I must say you coming along was the best thing for Mark and Muriel, I have never seen Muriel so happy, it's like a breath of fresh air. You know, you remind me of her daughter, Bella. I think Muriel sent her away to have a better life."
"Why don't you go and mingle?" Muriel suggested, "I heard the Mayor is going to have the Whirling of the Windmill, it's a special dance to spread good fortune for the whole year."
"I don't dance, but I guess I can...do gotta !" I just nodded, running off. I needed to get out of there, that jerk was coming over. Fang growled but followed me. I have to admit, this festival...kinda took my mind off of everything...this place was really coming alive. I noticed that a lot of people dancing...was this what Muriel talked about? There was a medium size windmill in front, and it was spinning, glowing green.
"What's going on?" I asked Mark who seemed out of breath.
"Oh, the Whirling of the Windmill, each year we dance to spend the winds of Good Fortune but...we just don't have enough life energy...it's too bad huh?" He gave me this look and I shook my head, just as the song ended another one begins. I just couldn't help but laugh as Mark ran right in, swinging around. It seemed more like a country dance.
When all of a sudden , I was pulled into the dance and his arms, he looked as shocked as I did.
"No! Oh no! No way in hell!" I was about to walk away but I was just pushed back, we were in the middle of a giant circle of dancers.
"C'mon, we both can't stand here looking like jackasses." He sighed. I tried to follow but end up stepping on his foot, "God damn it, are you serious? Let me guess you can't dance!"
"SCREW YOU!" I stomped on his foot again. I was going to try and get out again but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
This is familiar
"Just follow me ok?" he sighed, he started spinning me around, holding my wrists, "Now skip around good, now spin again...left foot out." I felt so embarrassed, we were still in the middle, the other dancers were turning their hands watching us.
"Why are we still in the middle?" I asked, we were still skipping around.
"This dance, a couple have to stay inside."
I couldn't help but blush when he said couple, especially when he touched my lower back, "Watch the hands, slick or I'll shove them down your throat."
"This isn't fun for me either," He spins me around, grabbing me around my lower back as we spun around again, "But it's not as bad as I thought it would be." He commented. The music went really slow all of a sudden, he had his hand out in front of me and I grabbed it, the way he was holding my hand...as we circled each other...it was so familiar...and warm...just like at the lake...he...it couldn't be. He was still close by...
"So...uh...what's your name? No wait, let me guess...Something like Iron Fist, maybe." He asked. Our elbows were now touching as we were getting closer. I smiled a little as my face felt so hot.
"Wait...what?" I separated from him, this was too much of a coincidence, "Ahem, you do remember me!"
He backed up looking shock, "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Stop shittin me! You just called me Iron Fist!"
His eyes widened as he was looking at my chest...or the necklace, probably the necklace, I wasn't sure until he gasped, "That necklace."
Then there was an explosion. Everything came to a halt as these soldier guys in this black armor and black horses came in.
"I don't want to interrupt the festivities so I'll make it quick. By order of our Lord, Vulcan, we must escort every female to the Empire of Luminousa."
A man yelled, "On what grounds?"
"On the grounds of...oh to hell with it...just arrest the women." The commander gave the order. Sheer chaos just broke out as there were more shots and explosions.
So much for Good Fortune
