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Felix was bored.

He had scheduled a date night with his wife, but she canceled last minute because of an emergency patrol. Vanellope's race had begun long ago, ruling out both Ralph and she to spend time witj. Mario was off with Princess Peach.

What was Felix to do? He wasn't in the mood to read. While he usually enjoyed it, it had been a long day and he wanted to do something that didn't require as much cognition.

He went to go play some music- it usually cheered him up- when he saw one of the songs on the CD. Felix grinned. He took a quick glance around, confirming he was alone.

RBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRBRB

Dun- dun- dun- dundundun. Dun- dun- dun- dundundun.

Felix slid out on his socks.

"Just take those old records off the shelf!" He sharply turned to face the fireplace, his pink dress shirt whipping around with him, covering his white briefs.

"I'll listen to them all by myself! Today's music ain't got the same soul! I like that old time rock-and roll!" He grabbed a candlestick and used it as a microphone. He slowly danced his way to the fireplace, jamming out to the beat and mimicking the words.

"Don't try to take me to a disco! You'll never get me out on the floor." He tosses the candlestick on the couch and flailed his legs to the beat. He grabbed one of the items on the rack by the fireplace and pretended to play guitar, banging his head to the beat. He jumped up on the coffee table and danced along.

"In ten minutes I'll be late for the door! I like that old time rock and roll." He slid right off of the table and used the pic from the fireplace as a microphone for his adoring fans.

"Still like that old time rock and roll! That kind of music just soothes the soul! Reminisce about the days of old. I like that old time rock and roll!" He tossed that aside and spun right into Tamora.

She gently pushed him back so he could stand at his full height and knelt down to his eye level. His face flooded with blood as he cracked an embarrassed grin. He tried to pull his shirt down to cover a little more than previously seen. She rolled her eyes. "Honestly Fix-it, we've been married for how long? There are no parts of you that I haven't seen." His face flushed even more. "So this is what you do when I'm not home?" Tamora smirked as she ran her finger down his shirt buttons.

"O-O-Only this once," he stuttered, still pulling down his dress shirt.

She pressed the back button on the CD player. "Can I join?"

His immediate look of shock was replaced with a beaming grin. He beckoned her to come closer as they slid out onto the wooden floor.