Alright but WHO was on the receiving end of the kiss?
.......... ............. TheguydressedastheMadHatter
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Alright but WHO was on the receiving end of the kiss?
.......... ............. TheguydressedastheMadHatter
-clears throat- uh... um.. I know I'm very late but.. uh.. May I have a dance..? -smiles and offers his hand- M-Mr. Once-ler?
*grins* Is that a pick up line? It's the best I've heard all night :D
*takes his hand and starts to dance*
You dance very well, Face.
Aww, Thanks Red, you're a pretty swell dancer yourself :)
Kate is young but you totally know that Zel called Chrome the next day and explained every detail of what happened the night of the masquerade. and probably asked for future advice as well
Well, the M!A is over (thankfully), but I think there needs to be a lil recap of what happened recently and at the Sin’s 2k15 Halloween party. So if any of y’all are interested, here’s what went down.
So uh... while I was in that M!A as a kid, I interacted with Gluttony, one of the Seven Sinlers. I vaguely remember what happened, but I do remember he gave me a letter and asked me to read it when I was an adult.
On the day of the party, Friday the 30th, I poofed to normal and found the letter in my pocket. The only thing all y’all need to know about its content is that he confessed to having feelings for me. After some thinking, I figured I’d catch him at the party to talk to him about it.
I arrived at the mansion at 8, and I came as Tuxedo Deadpool (which was really cool, by the way, I’ll post a picture when I can). I stayed in my Deadpool persona for a while, until I noticed that Britton (Gluttony’s human name) was working himself to death in the kitchen. I went to go check in on him, but I didn’t want to give my identity away so quickly that it could affect the party. Because of that, I tried to be a nameless flirt, which instead made our interaction turn a little awkward because he wasn't sure if he knew me. And I kind of panicked.
I uh... I wanted to court him, I guess? So I started to act like Loveler would by being cute and nice and helpful, but that worked too well to the point where Glutt thought “his VIP guest” hadn’t come to the party at all. And as the masquerade was reaching its end at midnight, I was eager to pull off my mask to tell him that I was here and that I felt the same for him. When I did, he was pretty surprised and embarrassed, but I finally got to have a dance with him.
...Er, long story short, Britt and I are now dating. And after the party, I stayed the night to keep an eye on him, since he was pretty exhausted. I made him breakfast the next morning, and I’m planning on spoiling him rotten until he’s rested up after such a great party. I’m really glad to be with him.
...and I’m happier than I have been in a pretty long time.
Faaaaaace, I didn't get to dance with you 3 You better put on some Tangled to make up for it, I'm talkin' "I See the Lights" cute slow dancing. *grabby hands*
Ah, you were the scary Toy Bonnie, weren't you, Sampie?
*clears throat and takes her hands*
All those days watching from the windows
All those years outside looking in~
Kiss who? I thought you didn't like kissing.
////////First of all, I don't think it was me, I reckon it was one of them Donkey Kongs. AND I'm sure that on the slight possiblity that Donkey Kong may or may not have accidentally on accident completely unwarrantedly put his yappers on someone else's yappers on accident accidentally not on purpose and not planned or dreamt about or anything, that it was probably an accident and he would rather pretend he didn't do such a thing ///
-pulls him into a waltz pose- lets dance -deep gaze-
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*wraps an arm around your waist*
I'm not supposed to talk to strangers...