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Darin gently breathed out to calm himself down. He was nervous, and rightfully so: he was out of his element in multiple ways. In a rare occurance that was drastically out of character for him, he was wearing a suit. Usually preferring dance attire, he decided for this moment that he needed to be presentable as possible. He needed to show this wasnt some kind of joke or goof. And so, he went inside.
His love was on the dressing room's resting couch... well, resting. Still in costume as the performance's eponymous Swanilda, Flan Rena looked ever the beautiful woman she was always meant to be. Even before transition, Darin knew this hyena would be an incredible dancer, and his own (admittedly perverted) reasons for dance were far more self serving. But Flan, always thinking of others, never wanted anything more than to express the beauty of ballet.
"Hi, hon! The performance tonight was great!" As he entered the room, his hands were behind his back, clutching something out of view.
Flan lifted her head tiredly and nodded. "Y... yeah... thanks, love. I'm so happy everyone loved it."
"So, uhh... I actually had a question ablut the third act, I didn't quite understand what was happening, would you mind explaining it to me?" He certainly already knew, but it was part of his goal to have her say it.
Flan, unaware of this, just sighed a little, simply writing his feigned ignorance off as a lead into wanting to get physically intimate with her in costume. Though her assumption would normally be true, Darin has something else in mind that day...
"Well, during the second act, Swanilda saved her boyfriend from having his soul trapped in the dollmaker's finest creation to bring it to life, right? Well... the third act was when they got married. But the dollmaker demanded reparations by Swanilda for destroying the very doll he was about to bring to life, but the mayor--"
"Actually, that's the thing, I'm not sure I quite got the first part of that performance..." And Darin suddenly got down and knelt on one knee, revealing what was behind him: a ring box.
"I think it might help if we did it ourselves."
Flan lifted her head, her mind rushing in dozens of directions. Her eyes filling with tears of joy as her love said those special six words.
"Flan Rena. Will you marry me?"
milkandjuiceDarin gently breathed out to calm himself down. He was nervous, and rightfully so: he was out of his element in multiple ways. In a rare occurance that was drastically out of character for him, he was wearing a suit. Usually preferring dance attire, he decided for this moment that he needed to be presentable as possible. He needed to show this wasnt some kind of joke or goof. And so, he went inside.
His love was on the dressing room's resting couch... well, resting. Still in costume as the performance's eponymous Swanilda, Flan Rena looked ever the beautiful woman she was always meant to be. Even before transition, Darin knew this hyena would be an incredible dancer, and his own (admittedly perverted) reasons for dance were far more self serving. But Flan, always thinking of others, never wanted anything more than to express the beauty of ballet.
"Hi, hon! The performance tonight was great!" As he entered the room, his hands were behind his back, clutching something out of view.
Flan lifted her head tiredly and nodded. "Y... yeah... thanks, love. I'm so happy everyone loved it."
"So, uhh... I actually had a question ablut the third act, I didn't quite understand what was happening, would you mind explaining it to me?" He certainly already knew, but it was part of his goal to have her say it.
Flan, unaware of this, just sighed a little, simply writing his feigned ignorance off as a lead into wanting to get physically intimate with her in costume. Though her assumption would normally be true, Darin has something else in mind that day...
"Well, during the second act, Swanilda saved her boyfriend from having his soul trapped in the dollmaker's finest creation to bring it to life, right? Well... the third act was when they got married. But the dollmaker demanded reparations by Swanilda for destroying the very doll he was about to bring to life, but the mayor--"
"Actually, that's the thing, I'm not sure I quite got the first part of that performance..." And Darin suddenly got down and knelt on one knee, revealing what was behind him: a ring box.
"I think it might help if we did it ourselves."
Flan lifted her head, her mind rushing in dozens of directions. Her eyes filling with tears of joy as her love said those special six words.
"Flan Rena. Will you marry me?"
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