From: jools	Date: February 19th, 2011 06:33 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Jools/Bobby

Her face spread into an unfamiliar, goofy grin. "I like you," she replied and then turned about the same shade of red that Bobby had.

From: spiceitup	Date: February 19th, 2011 07:23 pm (UTC)		(Link)
Jools/Bobby

Their goofy-grinned, tomato-red faces matched one another, and he couldn't think of anything to say except that he liked her face, again, so he didn't say anything.

They danced in silence for a few minutes, punctuated with shy glances and at one stage, a frightened yelp as a floating heart exploded over them and rained glitter everywhere.

Eventually, Bobby felt the silence becoming a little awkward. "Are you having fun," he asked timidly.

	From: jools	Date: February 19th, 2011 07:54 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Jools/Bobby

She smiled at him. Such a rare thing to see on her face, but Bobby seemed to pull them right out of thin air. "I'm having a great time," she said.

Though she couldn't tell when it had become so hard to talk to him. Maybe they needed a chess board between them. Or a cookie sheet full of dough.

"Though these exploding hearts are hideous," she commented with a laugh. "I'm going to find glitter in my underwear." Then her eyes got big because she realized she was talking to Bobby, that boy she liked, about her underwear.

From: spiceitup	Date: February 19th, 2011 08:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)
Jools/Bobby

"Me too," he said about finding glitter in his underpants, and his reaction mirrored hers exactly. He tried to change the subject slightly. "And in our ears. I wonder if we breathed any in."

In a panic he started thinking about sneezing out clouds of glitter, or glittery boogers, and those, like his underwear, were things he didn't think he should be talking about with a girl.

Given that that subject change had only put him into a tailspin of silly thoughts, he decided to change it again, this time to something far more calming.

"Would you like to visit the food?"

	From: jools	Date: February 19th, 2011 08:23 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Re: Jools/Bobby

She laughed at his first change of subject, pleased that he was gentleman enough to shift it to a safe area of the body, even if it was just as gross to think about. "Glitter lung butter," she said with a fake gagging sound. "We could sue."

Then he changed the subject again and she was perfectly amenable to the idea. The dance floor was getting a bit crowded. "Sounds like a plan."

From: spiceitup	Date: February 19th, 2011 08:30 pm (UTC)		(Link)
Jools/Bobby

That was a relief, not only because it stopped underwear from being the topic of conversation, but because it also meant he could stop trying not to step on her feet (which was a far harder exercise than he could ever have anticipated). It also had the very awesome added bonus of bringing food into the picture.

He took her hand shyly, and led her carefully around the other people dancing to the snacks table. "May I get you a drink?"

	From: jools	Date: February 19th, 2011 08:59 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Jools/Bobby

She liked the weight of his hand in her hand again. She thought for a moment if she could hold his hand for the rest of her life she'd be perfectly content.

She nodded happily at his offer and stood with her hands folded over her dress while he negotiated the punch bowl. Hopefully it was still early enough not to have been spiked.

From: spiceitup	Date: February 19th, 2011 10:05 pm (UTC)		(Link)
Jools/Bobby

Bobby had the same concern about the punch, and after having poured one cup he brought it to his nose for a quick sniff. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary about it, even though the only alcohols he was familiar with were ones he cooked with. Any change in ingredients in any concoction though changed something about the result though, he knew that from Potions. The punch seemed fine.

He sorted out a second cup and brought it to Jools, making sure not to spill any. "It's all clean," he assured her. "I don't think the drink-spikers have rolled out of bed yet."