Mc: *dancing with their headphones blasting and a rag in the hand*
Diavolo: What are you doing, Mc?
Mc: Don’t scare me like that, we’re in hell, Dia *taking off their headphones*
Diavolo: I’m sorry *embarrassed* so… What were you doing?
Mc: Dancing, it makes cleaning more fun.
Diavolo: Just like that, out of the blue?
Mc: Yeah, sometimes my body just needs to move, or a song is so good that I just let myself go *moving to the beat of a song they’re started humming*
Diavolo: Ha, ha, ha, that sounds fun.
Mc: Join me *gesturing to him without stopping*!!!
Diavolo: I *blushing*, I don’t know… I’ve never done this before.
Mc: No? It’s really simple *playing a song on their phone* just let yourself go, Dia
Diavolo: *hesitantly* I… *slowly approaching*
Mc: *taking his hands and moving him to the beat*
Diavolo: *following their movements as a small smile appears on his face*
Mc: That's it!!! *picking up the pace*
Diavolo: *letting himself go as his smile widens*
After a few minutes, they’re both dancing without a care in the world, holding hands, spinning around, and entwining their bodies until the song ends
Diavolo: *bursting into laughter* That was wonderful, Mc!!!
Mc: Right? *laughing too* You’re a natural at this, don’t you feel euphoric?
Diavolo: Yeah *looking at them fondly* I’ve never done anything like this before, but yeah.
Mc: Well, you’re always welcome to do it again whenever you want.
Diavolo: *smiling as he takes their hand and spins them around*
Diavolo: *pulling them close to his chest and starting to dance a slow dance* Don’t say things like that to me, Mc, or I’ll get greedy.
Diavolo: You don’t know what it means to me… Every time you encourage me to do something like this.