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Returning to the Opera House, Dora silently struggles to comprehend what she did. Mr. Vaucorbeil had departed the moment they had arrived back. Deep chocolate brown eyes meet with bright green ones.

"Dora there you are!"

"Hi Félicie."

Dora quickly exclaims as the energetic redhead tackles her in a hug. Being told the truth of whom she really is, Dora forgave her easily. The dark brunette looks around Félicie. The redhead out of her ballerina costume, in civilian clothes, smiles knowingly.

"Yeah, Nora's hair isn't listening to her again. But um what happened to you? You're all-" Félicie giggles slightly but Dora cuts her off anyhow, as they two playfully tag one another out.

"Rough training. But please don't worry my darling, I'm fine."

Félicie looks the brunette up and down. But quickly shakes her fierce redhead. "Okay, see you two tomorrow or you know."

Dora waves her off, as of course she races through the hallway like the bullet she is. A deep breath let loose, she enters the huge dressing room.

"Need a hand sis?"

"DORA YOU KNOW I DO!" Nora thankfully shouts, removing her hands out her dark brunette mess of waves. Dora giggles softly, grabbing the hair brush, immediately gently adjusting the tangles to a soft braid. Nora tackles her older twin to the floor, after she happily spun on her bare peachy toes. Raising off the wooden floor, Nora laughs loudly. Helping her older twin sister up.

"Félicie did better, but we missed you in class."

"Hey, don't do that Nora. You both keep up the great work. There'll be more auditions." Dora lightly kisses Nora's right cheek. Nora laughs loudly turning away walking towards the door. She freezes just now realizing Dora is still in her ballerina costume.

"I'm alright, Nora. Just wanting to stay a little longer. I did get dismissed. That just states I definitely need more practice."

Dora smiles so convincingly, Nora doesn't argue. They high five, as Dora watches Nora completely exits out the once again closed door. Tho she did have to shut it in Nora's face as she looked ready to question where her twin was.

Leaning her forehead against the wooden door, Dora squares her shoulder blades. Strongly turning around leans her backside against it. Hands pressed on it, using it as spring, she leaps into the air. Curls her legs in, elegantly spins landing far from the entrance way. Never knowing as she lands on her tippy toes, bright blue eyes watch her with a smug grin on his handsome face.

"Loveliness wasted."

His thick russian she'd know anywhere. A bashful dreamy expression enters her little brown eyes. Hands cup together shyly. Watching as he struts in closer to her, as a true prince he is.

"Ru- Rudi h- hi."

He grins wider, bowing low with his back arched. Bright blue eyes stare into hypnotized light brown ones. "Dora. . .so you're the Vampire Slayer."

He states gently grabbing a hold of her left hand in his bigger one. She sighs so dreamy at him, until it registers in her mind what he said. Attempting to pull herself away from him, he chuckles playfully pulling her more against his taller frame.

"No, no you see I'm not evil. I won't tell anyone if you don't want me too. I actually wish to help you. My family in Russia for generations have aided the council but I crave the fight on the field."

Dora blinks once then twice, her dreamy smile still graces her face. The steel determined look in her eyes gives Rudi hope.

TO BE CONTINUED. . .