and we are conscious of a long town history

[cross_and_bow]

Prom arrives.

Bella wears her indigo dress and her indigo heels with their straps that go all the way up her calves, and she nukes Sherlock some breakfast, and she waits.

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[cross_and_bow]

[Well, curing her anger issues took a square, but the square went, which wishcoins only do when they work, and then Sherlock volunteered as bait for a fit of murderousness since her standard methods wouldn't work on him and she did not try to murder him. Okay then. One free happier ghost, coming up, if a square can do it.]

Wish. Square goes.

"See if you can leave now?" Bella says.

[pythbox]

Minnie disappears.



Minnie reappears again and gives Bella an enthusiastic hug, solid if a little chilly. Then she spins away and plants a kiss on Sherlock.

[cross_and_bow]

Bella laughs. "Awesome!" she says.

[Success!] she relays to Giles.

[eversomuchfun]

Sherlock blinks.

[pythbox]

Minnie giggles.

"The look on your face!" she says. "Byeeeeeeeeeeee~!"

And she vanishes again.

[cross_and_bow]

"Well, hopefully that wasn't a dreadful mistake I just made," says Bella. "Wanna go enjoy the rest of the dance?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Do let's."

[cross_and_bow]

There is dancing! It's such fun.

[eversomuchfun]

They make a bit of a spectacle. But what is prom for if not showing off?

[cross_and_bow]

Of course that's the entire point. And if they're the best dancers there, that's hardly something they ought to be concealing.

Bella dutifully calls her father at a quarter to eleven.

She's gonna be out late.