Calhoun Pov

"Go, Felix, Go! Go, Felix, Go! Go Felix!" The crowd in Dance Dance Revolution cheered as Felix.

I chuckled and cheered as he moved to Moves Like Jagger. That soldier could dance, I'll give him that. I watched him, and noticed the light blush on his cheeks. I have to admit:It was adorable on him. I smiled a little at the thought as I watched him before mentally slapping myself. Think of Brad. Brad. Your dead fiancée. Bra-Br...Bra...Gosh, Felix sure can dan-Damn! Get a grip. Just look at him sternly, give a nod or two of approval, get over his adorable, hurt expression, and retire until tomorrow and never speak to him again.

But Why?

Why what?

Why avoid him? Did he do something to annoy you?

Yeah! He-uh, He hit on me in front of the troops! Then, he dragged me out of the game. He got me wasted so he could have his way with me. Now, he's trying to show off his moves.

He apologized afterwards about it. He hasn't tried to get in your pants. Besides, you aren't THAT wasted. You can still think clearly.

No, I can't think clearly. I'm freaking arguing with myself.

...I'll give you that...

I'm always right.

But, I'm you. So wasn't I technically wrong? If you're always right, how can I be wrong? Unless you're wrong and I'm right, but then you'd still always be right since I'm you. But you were wrong. But I was right. But you were right, and I was wrong...right?

...shut up. You're stupid...

But if I'm you-

"Go Felix!" Calhoun shouted to stop her train of thought. It was confusing her.

Felix pov

I nearly miss stepped when I heard her cheer my name. I looked over and saw her look shocked by it too, but she brushed it off and kept her cool. I wish I could do that...I'll learn. She can help me, and toughen me up. I continued my dancing in what I hoped to be a confident manner. The song ended and I was greeted by applause. I was glad I could still dance in my new body. It was a little hard getting used to seeing over some people I'd always have to look up at. Although, it was a little painful they didn't remember me. I don't give a boo, then.

"Encore, encore, encore!" The crowd cheered.

"How 'bout it, Felix." Yori, one of the Dance Dance Revolution characters, asked. "One more?"

"Sure!" I said tired, but full of energy. "One more couldn't hurt."

"Alright, choose a song." She announced as the crowd cheered.

I looked over the songs when a certain song caught my eye. I looked at Calhoun who was staring intently at me.

It was perfect.

Ralph pov

"What do you mean you don't know how to drive?" I yelled. "How are you supposed to win me back my medal? And why did those cops chase after us?"

I was lost and confused, and my natural reaction to those is to be angry. Very angry. I looked at her and she seemed to be thinking it through to choose her words carefully.

"You see, my game isn't a sugary sweet kids game like people think. It involves stealing, but a little learning too. You have to make a kart to race against the king to overthrow him. Unfortunately, the king made a ban so anyone making a kart is arrested. We have to make a kart and learn to drive it for our game. But, our king thinks the game's all real. So, we have to always make a new kart and learn before hand." She spouted out quickly.

"Fine." I rubbed my temples. "Learn it."

"Didn't you hear me, earwax?" She complained. "You need to teach me."

"What?" I said in disbelieve. "But I only know the basics!"

"Just teach me what you know." She said excitedly. "I'm a fast learner every time. I know I am. Please~!"

I looked down at here into her puppydog eyes and sighed.

I hate kids.