the spin

I TOLD YOU GUYS I WAS WRITING ANOTHER ONE!

but fr tho now i’m out of ideas again so uh yeah take this i suppose

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“Teach me how to dance.”

Dib nearly choked on his apple juice. That was definitely something he didn’t think he’d hear today.

Bug had slammed her hands down on the lunch table dramatically when she had entered the lunchroom that day. It seemed like she hadn’t even stopped to grab herself food yet.

Dib stuttered. “W-What?”

“Teach. Me. How. To. Dance!” Bug repeated herself. She sat down across from him and rested her hands on the table. “I saw a cool show on the TV this morning and now I wanna learn how to dance. Soo... teach me!”

“B-But I don’t know how either!” Dib stated. “And there’s so many kinds of dancing to even pick from! You’ve got waltz, tango, slow dancing, tap dancing-“

“I pick slow dancing,” Bug interrupted. Dib could feel his face heat up as he suddenly felt extremely nervous. “It sounds the easiest to learn. We can learn together!” Her face lit up.

“I- uh- alright!” Dib agreed, scratching the back of his neck in a nervous manner. “We can meet up at my house after skool, if that’s alright with you.”

“Sounds good!” The smile on Bug’s face made him blush even more.

As soon as skool let out, Dib booked it home. He wanted to get as much time as possible to learn how to slow dance before Bug got to his house. Luckily, he was pretty good at getting research done quickly. By the time Bug had arrived at the window to his room, he had already logged off of his laptop and was marking spots on the floor with colored tape. He perked up when she climbed through his window and landed on his bed.

“Ooh! What’s all this?” Bug asked eagerly, switching her disguise off.

“It’s a guide,” Dib explained, putting down the last piece. “It’ll help us get our steps right. Now-” he continued, standing up. “-shall we begin?” He held his hand out to her, surprised by his confidence when she took it.

Dib led her to the starting spots on the floor. He took her hands and guided them to his shoulders, then very nervously placed his own hands on her sides. She didn’t seem to mind it one bit, which made meeting her eyes easier for him to do. “Alright, just follow my lead,” the boy instructed, gently leading her feet along the tape guides.

Now, they weren’t perfect. The rhythm was hard to get ahold of at first, and they did stumble quite often. Though Dib decided to try something daring.

He carefully took her one hand and, without warning, attempted to spin her. Bug seemed to have been caught off guard, as she stumbled over her feet and began to fall backwards. She tried to grab onto Dib to catch herself, but instead ended up pulling him with her. The two fell down onto the floor, Dib just barely catching himself before he landed on top of her. But now the situation looked even more awkward because not only was he now hovering over his alien friend, but their faces were really close to each other.

As soon as Dib realized the situation a split second later, he immediately moved away from Bug, nervously stuttering out apologies as he sat down on the floor. “S-Sorry! I-I should have warned you that I was going to do that! I am so, so sorry!” He couldn’t hide how red his face was now. He leaned forward to help her sit up, then she suddenly looked over at him and started laughing.

“That was amazing!” The irken cheered, smiling at him. “I felt like I was one of those humans with the fancy dresses on the TV! That was so fun!” Dib watched as she hopped back onto her feet, grabbing his hands as she did so. He got to his feet as well, brushing himself off.

“You... you really think so?” he asked her, still a bit surprised by her reaction.

“Of course I do!” Bug took a step toward him and placed her hands on his shoulders again. “Can we do it again? Please?”

Dib chuckled in a nervous yet excited way. “Heh, how could I say no?” He smiled, his face still blushing profusely. “And I promise to get the spin right this time.”

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