"I'm not sure about this, Sel." Z'Hish'ra said for what had to have been the umpteempth time that night. Selina rolled her eyes as she pulled the cadillac into an empty parky spot behind the large building, tooting the horn at a greaser and her gal until they scurried away from the spot they had been making out in. That or checking their makeup very close and personally.

The anteater glanced in the rear view where the young dragonette was fiddling with the collar of her blouse in the back seat. "You look great, Zee. A real doll. Fantastic. A ball. Pretty." Selina grinned as her words finally found their mark, a greenish tinged blush coming to the black scales of her friend.

"P-Pretty?" Z'Hish'ra said, her hands moving to play with her long hair, the dreadlocks pulled back into a form of ponytail. Selina wished that she'd been able to convince her to let her hair truly down for a night, but the styling she'd managed to do was enough.

Selina hopped out of the car, her heels scuffing through the gravel, brushing down her jeans and adjusting her red and white checked top before opening the door for Z'Hish'ra. "Mademoiselle?" The anteater said with an exaggerated accent, grin and a bow, before offering her hand to the black dragonette. Z'Hish'ra took her hand, their claws lightly clicking together before she slid out of the car, careful to avoid getting the black skirt with hot pink hearts in the dirt as she stood up.

Closing the door, Selina hooked her elbow, Zee blushing more as she stepped in, and then walked around the front of the building. Banner and streamers decorated the front of the bowling alley, where a large sign read 'Rock Around the Clock' with a picture of The King. Not quite the right mix, Selina thought with a smile but close enough. They cut quite a picture with Selina wearing the pants literally in the couple, various couples giving them curious and appraising gazes, Selina returning them, nodding to folks that she recognized.

Zee herself was stepping twice for every one of Selina's, not as comfortable in the footwear Selina had chosen for her along with the rest of the outfit. "This doesn't seem to be like the usual clubs we go to." The dragonette whispered, looking all around at the other pairs of women, and the occasional gaggles of boys, looking perplexed at the lack of glow sticks, electrical tape, fishnets or fluffy leggings.

As they reached the doors and a bellhop opened the doors into the alley that had been converted into a Rockabilly dance hall, roller skaters doing tracks around the rings while derby teams chatted amongst each others. Selina basked in the sweet sounds of Thats Allright Mama, before looking sideways at her friend, "No, no its not. Its even better." And with that the two swept inside for a night of fun.

Art ©  Labrynth

Selina & Z'Hish'ra ©  Akeashar