"Ouch! GoGo!"
"Shut up."
"Come on, that's the third time now."
Pop.
"Shut up and move."
*sigh* "Fine."
Pop.
Pop.
Pop.
"OW! You know what, we can't continue if you keep being so stiff and stopping halfway through."
*glare*
"Well, it was your stupid idea to make me do this with you."
"No it wasn't!"
Pop.
"You know what, fine. I'm not stopping. But it's not my fault if you're all sore tomorrow morning."
Few minutes later…
"Ouch!"
GoGo glared at her partner who was hopping around, clutching his foot. He whipped his head at her and cried, "This is the fifth time now! How hard is it for you to learn how to dance a waltz?"
"It's because you're going too slow. And there are too many unnecessary steps in it." GoGo replied back as she popped her bubble.
"Even with my pedigree, I don't think you'll ever know how to dance." Fred said.
"Aw, don't say that. She just didn't get the hang of it yet." A familiar voice spoke up behind the comic geek. Tadashi grinned. "Teaching GoGo how to dance? Whose idea was it?"
GoGo looked up at the woman dressed in yellow behind Tadashi with an annoyed expression. "The Sour Orange."
The tall Latina peeked out from behind Tadashi and pouted. "It's HoneyLemon. If you're mad at me then I guess you don't want to drink this Lucky Cat Café Cappuccino Double Bitter Frappe topped with cinnamon."
GoGo's eyebrow twitched but she breathed out an apology and grabbed the coffee from her hands. As she was about to put the straw in her mouth, a scream pierced the air, making them all jump.
Wasabi came stomping in, his rubber shoes making squeaking noises on the ballroom floor. He pointed his finger at her. "GoGo, spit out that gum. Have you ever thought of what will happen to your stomach if you mix those two together? What if you swallowed it and choked?!"
The petite Japanese girl grew annoyed. She took out her gum and stuck it on the tip of his finger. Wasabi's eyes grew wide. "What the-! Get it off! Do you know how many bacteria this 'thing' has?! Hygiene! Have you ever heard of the word hygiene!? Fred, where's your bathroom!?"
"Down the hall and to the right." Fred said, his face contorted from trying not to laugh. Only when Wasabi was gone did the college students burst out into a fit of giggles and chortles.
"Oh man, GoGo, you've got guts." Tadashi said after a while as he tried to even his breathing.
"Thanks." GoGo said as she took a sip from her cup. "But dancing sucks."
"Aw come on, it can't be that bad." HoneyLemon said. "And besides, the university's anniversary is in two weeks. Plenty of time for practice."
"Why do I have to go through this? It's completely pointless. I could've used three hours of my time to work on my bike but it's all wasted in learning how to dance." She spoke the word like it was poison.
"Well, maybe it's because you don't have a great teacher." Tadashi mused. "No offence, Fred."
"It's okay." Fred said coolly. "GoGo's not that great of a student as well –" GoGo punched him. "Ouch!"
"Okay," Tadashi stepped in between them. "How 'bout I teach GoGo how to dance?"
Everyone looked at him incredulously. HoneyLemon asked, "Tadashi, you know how to dance?"
"Well, a little." He said bashfully. "What d'you say, GoGo?"
She shrugged. "Worth a try."
And so as Fred clicked play in his phone and opened a waltz, Tadashi stepped up to GoGo and placed his hand on her waist and the other held her hand. As he locked eyes with her, his heart skipped a beat at the extremely close distance between them.
GoGo saw his discomfort and smirked. "Getting nervous, pretty boy?"
"Of course not." Tadashi scoffed. "Just- you know what let's just dance."
Five minutes later.
"Ouch!"
Hello! Nightshade268 here! Well? What do you think? This is my first time writing a fanfiction that doesn't have angst in it, which is quite surprising since I'm an angst writer. Oh well, I hope you liked it!
This fanfic will be a series of GoGo centric oneshots during the pre-movie and post-movie. If you have any ideas or headcannons you want me to write, feel free to review or PM me!
Thank you so much for reading! See ya'll next time! :D