[Gift] {HHIX} Spooky, scary skeletons are silly all the same

The sky was painted in dusky auburn hues, maybe with a twinge of pink if you let it slither through the thick clouds ahead.
The last dregs of the skeleton war had finally played itself out and the day was turning to dark, Whistler Crest's once bony foes now turned lovable allies as they gathered in the centre of it all with cheerful gait and welcoming gestures. Beckoning both the young and the old to join their spooky ensemble under the light of the rising moon and dying sun, these skeletal spectacles had but one more trick up their sleeves it seemed and it required all the participation they could muster. 

A dance, one of the dead you could say.

Poppy watched from the sidelines for once in her life; just leant against a wall all arms crossed in mimicry of her more serious peer, Yareli, as the pair of lops kept an eye on these capricious cadavers. Though the peppier of the two was seemingly struggling to keep a straight face in comparison, her faceted pink eyes fixated on the way the skeletons joustled and jived as flocks of children both bold and nervy chose to join the fray. Miss Cottonsong couldn't even hide the longing to join in, see what it was all about even... but no. Can't do that, nope no sir. Gotta stick to Yareli's whole cool kid vibe that she's got going on, daggers clutched in a gentle yet firm grasp and held close to her chest to contrast with Poppy's axe that simply leant against the wall with the two of them. Two weapons that they were likely to have to return to Oren's by the end of the night, much to the likely dismay of Yareli of course, having splintered and shattered who knows how many bones only hours before as the two teens aided in the fight against these supernatural beings of bone and mischief. 

Yareli's eyes turned to her, noticing the excitement seemingly held-back by a mere hairpin of restraint. Opening her mouth with a knowing smirk. "Oi, if you wanna go join 'em then go." Looked the unlucky one up and down, even the quiver in her tails gave it away. "You're not exactly subtle."
"Oh! Well I uh, I dunno I... I just thought since you're here and like, well we're teens and..."
You did fluster her a tad with that huh Yar, in a 'oh she's caught me out' sorta way of course.
"Pops. Go. Have fun." She groaned. "Don't let me stop you, partying's your thing."

...She just stared at the lucky lop with the biggest wettest eyes man... Poppy was desperate to impress you by being all cool and serious in the face of the Skeleton War and you're out here telling her to just give all that progress up, snap back to being a spunky little party animal who'd dance with skeletons and gourge on sugar till she'd either vomit, crash or both. Maybe even kicked the floor a little with a small chuckling sigh, a glance to the side as if to avoid the question that was gnawing on the other girl's mind. 

"I dunno, it's all kids out there..." She really didn't sound like someone who was put off by that though. "I was thinking I'd hang out... with you?"
C'mon Yareli, you can't be put off by the way she fidgeted with her own fingers and fur when she asked that right? The awkward tilt of the ears from an otherwise pretty loud and lively teenage nyulop as her gaze turned back to that dancing crowd, the skeletons did look rather lovely and fun right now didn't they Poppy? Why are you letting a girl like Yar having a status to keep really hold you back like this? Her opinion of you can't really matter that much that you'd change your own behaviours for her, or at least enough that she'd take a notice of it whether good or bad. 

Well, clearly it struck a chord. 
The pale lucky lop didn't even hesitate when she grabbed her peer's paw and dragged her dusty pink self all the way to the middle of the festivities, sure she had a resting bitch face on but someone had to give the girl what she really wanted. Even if it meant awkwardly standing there in the midst of it all as skeleton and finley alike danced around, eyes all on the two of them as Yareli spoke clear, straight and bluntly. 

"Alright Fuzzball, if you wanna hangout with me so bad then lets dance."
"I- Yareli??" Don't worry, she was laughing. "You really don't have to do this dude I-"
"No! You wanted this, so take it!"

...The people were even chanting and whooping for them, good grief.
Roaring for these poor girls to give these bags of bones a show they've never seen before, a true display of Crestian talent. Glancing at each other with a look of uncertainty, might wanna go take each other by the paws before these skeletons did it for you judging by the look of it. Many a dancing pair were already making themselves known to set the example for you two and boy were their moves... impressive. Twisting and twirling this way and that, even lifting one another into the air in daring acts of trust and comfort. How in the world were they meant to beat that??? Sure Poppy could dance but she wasn't well versed in pairs, and Yareli??? Oh brother the pink-tinted unlucky barely even knew if she dared tap a foot to the beat, let alone dance!?!?! She just- She seemed too cool and sassy for it; above that sort of childish behaviour even.

Didn't stop her from pulling a face at the skeletal onslaught before trying her damn best to copy, it may have been sloppy work and the two may have bumped into each other rather painfully once or twice whilst pulling each other this way and that on the dance floor but damn; it was fun. Spinning around in a dizzying spin till the two nyulops were simply a laughing blur of sweat, moves and stumbling around. Fumbling into a conga-line with hasty apologies only to return to their daft little routine; you could even notice how they grew more and more acustomed to each other's movement as the night went on. It was fascinating to watch as more and more stopped by, regardless of whether they wanted in or just to observe. 

These girls were gonna party till they collapsed god damn it.