A time for merriment and laughter

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Who: Everyone in Luceti!
What: The annual musical rendition of A Midsummer Night's Dream that everyone's been waiting for with the party!
When: From 8:00 pm to later into the night.
Where: At the school gym/auditorium and the cafeteria.
Summary: The big time for the play has come, time to put it on then party!
Rating: G to PG-13 at best.



When the audience entered the school gym, there will be a large stage set up with tons of chairs for everyone to sit in. After all were seated, the play began and everything was wonderful for the most part, there were some minor slip-ups here and there. Yet overall, the play was a success. Once the party had finished and the encores were done however, Frederic came out on the stage to make a speech.

"Good evening everyone, thank you for coming out tonight on this glorious occasion. To everyone involved and to all of you our wonderful audience, it has been a pleasure seeing and being with all of you. Now if everyone will turn to the school cafeteria, we can all dine together."

The door to the school cafeteria then opened to reveal a beautiful nature setting with decorations galore all over the place. There will also be a very large table with much food on it with drinks for guests and cast/crew to eat, drink, and be merry. Tonight is a night for celebration, everyone will celebrate with happiness in their hearts.

[ooc: Feel free to make your own threads, not just post to the first two. ♥ Also due to LJ fail, backtagging is encouraged.]

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[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland blushes and then laughs, looking up at him. "You are totally trying to woo me."

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic leans in and kisses Poland's forehead. "Do you wish for me to stop then?"

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland grins and he shakes his head as he leans up to whisper in his ear. "Nah, you can keep going." But then he pulls away and turns around to look at the sky. "You did a good job, though."

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic holds Poland close and strokes his hair gently. "Not a great job? This is Chopin you're talking to, Polska. He does only the best and greatest."

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland laughs and looks up at him. "That's Feliks to you, Chopin, and really, do you? I guess I could agree. Maybe." He's just teasing.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic laughs with him then kisses his cheek. "I cannot call you by your other name now? And of course, I only create the best." He might be playing too.

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland grins and leans in close. "Call me Lord Polska then." He's definitely teasing at that and he pulls away, just holding his hand. "You're totally happier now. You were like, so worried about this play."

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic leans in again and kisses Poland's cheek then pulls away to hold his hand. "Lord Polska it is." He then laughs softly. "I am, I thought the play would be disastrous."

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

"I had all the confidence it'd be okay. And it wasn't really that boring!" It may sound like an insult, but plays like this are usually boring to people.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm glad you did not think the play was boring. I was trying to make it entertaining." He is smiling and seems pleased.

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland nods and notices he's smiling. It actually makes him happy to see that. "You did."

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic kisses him softly and continues smiling. The happiness in his heart is overflowing. "Do you want to go home yet?"

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland grins and kisses him back. "You wanted me here and now you want me back home?"

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic takes Poland into a dancing position again then smiles. "Then shall we finish our dance? The dance floor inside was too crowded, but out here is not as crowded."

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland puts his hands on his shoulders again as he shrugs, though he relaxes in this hold. "If anybody asks what we're doing, then you can totally make something up."

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic nods and begins dancing a waltz with him. "We're dancing a waltz, Feliks. A dance isn't going to make people suspicious of us."

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland smiles up at him as he follows his steps. "I don't know. I think you're being awfully romantic right now." He's flirting. Or trying to. He never learned his lesson the first time.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic continues his dance with Poland, then he gently twirls him. "And is it such a terrible problem if I am?"

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland laughs as he's twirled and he twirls into his arms. "Nobody's danced like this with me before."

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic holds him close and stops dancing for a moment. "You've never danced a waltz with someone else?"

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland's slightly confused why he stopped. "Not really? Like, when waltzing was big I was sort of busy with Austria."

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic sees the confusion on Poland's face, thus he continues dancing with him. "Ah yes, I'm aware of that."

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland smiles and shrugs. "But it's totally an honor for you. Dancing with me and stuff."

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Frederic smiles and then twirls him so they're close again. "It's more than an honor, Feliks."

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland looks at him, a little curious. "What is it then?"