The place? The underground boxing ring. If there was any time to talk to the more progressional Rams it would be down there. Ram’s taking their aggression and strength out on each other in strategic fights. Elizabeta and Feliciano were in the ring sparring, the room filed with hooting and hollering from the others. In the meanwhile, Berwald and Kristian were taking turns still taking in bets from the fight as it was still going.
“COME ON YOU LAZY GIT, RIGHT HOOK!” Arthur yelled at Feliciano, slapping the ring’s floor from the blue corner.
“BOB AND WEAAAAVE!!” Gilbert called out from the other corner, making a drum roll against the pole of the red corner.
Yet another Friday night, buzzing with excitement and adrenaline. However, a loud bang from a kicked in door halted all the festivities. Both Feliciano and Elizbeta paused, both stuck like deer in the headlights. The rest of the Rams followed suit in turning around. No one narked on them right?? They were doing so good on keeping this secret!
“HOWDY YALL!”
All at once there was a groan of both relief and annoyance, aside from Feliciano jumping over to the rings edge to wave his gloved hand at him.
“Alfred, hi! I thought you’d miss my match!”
“Focus!!” Ludwig called out, Arthur echoing him as he slapped on the rings floor again. Gilbert huffed as well before ringing the bell to make a small break anyway. Feliciano chuckled at the timing and hopped back to his corner, Elizabeta doing the same.
“Just because you’ve been spooked doesn’t mean you should just run off like that!” Arthur chastized, though Feliciano tried to interject before he yipped, Alfred climbing into the ring with his strange metal discs tucked under his arms. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Alfred?” Arthur spoke up.
“Guys and Gals, listen up!” Alfred called out, everyone muttering in confusion from the blondes strange actions but crowded around the ring curiously. “We need us a change! And I snuck out some stuff from Pop’s Vault to help us!”
“The Vault? Papochka’s vault?” Mikhail peeled himself away from his sandbag to listen more intently. “You got in?!”
“Sure did!! And I found films! Looks like they can be played on our film projector! I watched it on the side the other week and I knew I had to sneak it out to show you guys!! Someone! Help me get the projector!”
Confused mumbling changed to excited chattering as they scrambled to fetch the vintage film projector out from the closet. Feliciano grabbed his glasses to slip back on before hopping over to roll down the projector screen with Mikhail’s help. It was extremely rare to have things out of the vault that wasn’t taken out by Vanya, and even something that they hadn’t seen before! This HAD to be important!
Soon enough, Emil and Lukas hooked up the film projector to the plug and everyone pulled up a chair to get to watch this. Ludwig huffed at this very unorthodox sudden show and tell but sat down right along side Feliciano and Arthur, pulling out a pen and paper to take notes regardless. History was history after all, and if it was going to help so be it.
With a shining smile, Alfred set up the film reel and let it roll.
The place was quiet as a mouse during it, from confusion, annoyance, curiosity and various other conflicting emotions. Ludwig surprisingly found himself scrawling note after note with incredible interest with it all. Some of the Rams bounced in their seats, some chattered not giving much of a care, but no one walked out.
At last it finished and Alfred stood up to the front, jazzing his hands in a ‘viola’ motion.
“We need a Prom!!”
Immediately everyone started talking at once, comments, questions, other exclamations, and Alfred had to clap loudly to get them to be quiet.
“Hush up! One at a time!”
Several hands went up at once, Alfred drumming his fingers together a bit before pointing.
“Gilbert!”
“So we need to like... keep our outfits secret from each other?”
“Hmmm... I think just from your date?”
“So we get to have dates for this!”
“yea!” Alfred nodded excitedly, “I know Father had those fancy politcal balls and such but this would be different! It’d just be for us! So we can have dates and eat and dance! Be.. well, us!! No Father’s friends allowed!!”
There was a small acceptable clap for that, some of the Rams nodding at each other while others still tilted their heads in confusion. Alfred pointed over to another raised hand.
“Francis!”
“What on earth was that pageant in the start? Can we do that too?”
“Well ya see I researched that too! There’s a contest of Prom Queen and Prom King, which is the person that everyone likes the most! Everyone votes on them during the popularity contest to show that they’re the best people!”
Immediately the mutters around turned up in volume, a competition being involved getting a lot more of the rams interest.
“Everyone would just vote for themselves though!” Mikhail commented. Alfred hummed in thought.
“.. Well, don’t vote for yourself or your date, so it can be even!“
Mikhail didn’t even wait to be called on and stood up properly.
“You seem to be asking a lot from this! Not just from the voting and dates but, where would it be? The ballroom? Where would we get the fabric for our outfits? Who would supply the decorations? The food? The music?”
The clamoring quieted down as they all looked to Alfred, expecting an answer. Alfred snapped his fingers rhymthically to try to show he had everything planned out.
“We ask Father of course! Maybe ask Pops to butter him up for us!”
“So this all depends on whether or not you can convince Father?”
“Hey hey! We’re adults now, I’m sure he’d be thrilled to have us take responsibilty in making an event!”
“You’re still suggesting he makes the entire thing for us! What will be the difference of one of his stuffy balls compared to a party for us if he does everything!”
Alfred was, for once, left without an answer, humming to himself in thought. The other Rams began to worry that mayhaps this was just a daydream too far to reach. But surprise of all, it was Ludwig to clear his throat and stand up.
“Then I propose we make a committee. While we can get Father’s blessing with renting the ballroom and getting permission to bring in catering, we can probably find ways to make those choices ourselves. We can make the food or hire catering, raise the money ourselves for it and decorations, and we could go out shopping for premade attires or fabric to make it ourselves. If we show true responsibilty for coming together for this, then Father might not only let this happen, but allow us to leave for business trips to get the supplies.”
While the idea of a dance was all right, the idea of figuring out to do business meetings outside the walls was an even greater draw for making this ‘Prom’ thing happen.
“Excellent Idea, big guy!” Alfred snapped his fingers again before beckoning Ludwig to come up to the front to join him. “Committee it is! I think Ludwig here would be great for leading it.” There was a stunned pause, even from Ludwig.
“... You think I would? I thought you’d take that, what with this being your idea.”
“Nah! No one would take me seriously if I did, and I might get carried away! I can still be your right hand idea bouncer guy!” Alfred softly punched Ludwig in the shoulder, making the other crack a smile and punch Alfred’s shoulder back. Alfred winced because God that hurt. But no matter!
With everything in place, hands went up to join the committee and excitement was buzzing justas fervently as it was before Alfred even came into the ring that night. Alfred bounced in excitement.
“Yeeeeehaw!! We’re gonna have Prom!!’
Now the question remained.... what were they going to wear and who were they going to ask out??
The Rams themselves don’t even know! They might need some help from you!
S: “I’m wearing contact lens and my sister taught me how to dance, and I'll also be very careful! So I can assure you no one will have their feet stepped on by me and I won't trip on anything! ”
JM: uhhh...I didn't really know what to wear...I hope y-you don't m-mind the dress, Kookie -////-
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(I'm so late for this but ahhh! I rushed this and it looks really plain and simple but oh well! I'm Sorry ;n; Also please vote for Jimin for PROM QUEEN! )
