He spun her out onto the dance floor and began mindlessly swaying to the music. "I have to be the man?" he asked smirking as he took the lead. "Laaaaaaaaame."

"It's adorable," he smirked. "No one can pair kicks with a dress quite like you sis," he teased. "Pink is totally your color anyways."

He watched her for a moment, trying to trace any discomfort in her face. She looked tired, a bit paler than normal. He didn't even know where to begin. So how's being a werewolf treating you sis? Finally he couldn't stand the silence, he just sort of pulled her into a hug and sighed. "How was it?" he asked softly, his voice just above a whisper.

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"I-Is that your way of tricking me into saying that you're 'the man' anyway?" Tatum asked, managing to keep herself steady evena as she was spun out. She quickly latched on once she was closer, a hand resting on each of his shoulders, as she looked over one and examined the crowd around them. "I don't even mind t-the pink, it's the.. everything else. What are t-these, sequins? Beads or something? I don't even k-know, it looks like I went to 1985, fought a Bedazzler, and lost."

Pouting just a little as he pulled her in, she leaned her forehead against his neck for a moment before looking up at him. "I dunno, it was.. bad, I guess. I don't r-really know for sure, it's-- well, I don't r-remember it clearly.. I don't think I'm s-supposed to. But it h-hurt like.. r-remember how I said I'd n-never have a kid because it l-looks too painful? Well, it was like.. way w-worse than I imagine that to be? Like, g-giving birth through my spine.. my back is killin' me."

She trailed off, biting her lip a bit. "Sorry that.. sounded like a p-pity party. I could be worse, right? I mean, I'm alive.. and w-we didn't hurt anybody.. and Sam's mom like, makes the best breakfast in the w-world so.. there's that?"

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Rath laughed. "You damn well know it is," he said as they danced around. "They Bedazzled the shit out of you," he teased. "Where ever did you get this gossamer nightmare?"

He tried not to cringe as she described the ordeal she had went through. To be honest, he had been worried the whole night. He barely got any sleep at all. He figured she wasn't supposed to remember much about the transformation or her time as a wolf, at least that was what he had read about it. He only rested his chin on the top of her head and gave her a squeeze. "Damn T, you're one tough little bitch," he said admiringly. He was glad that she hadn't had to go through it alone. "I knew it wasn't going to be pretty but you had Sam and his dad, that probably helped," he said lightly. "Boy owes you a back rub if you ask me," he teased.

"You turned into a wolf last night, I don't think the words pity party are accurate," he whispered. "And hey, good breakfast, I know I'm jealous. Last time someone made me breakfast it was a bowl of cereal and some shit black coffee," he grinned.

He wanted to tell her he was glad she had made it back in one piece, glad she had made it back as his Tater twin, but he couldn't. There were too many raw emotions attached to the sentiment and he couldn't deal with them all, not in public. His joking and teasing was his way of letting her know that she was glad to have her back.

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