Clapping as the music started Ellen was delighted, she loved this song and the film Frozen. She was a bit of a child at heart and watched most of the Disney movies, she preferred "Encanto" herself but Frozen songs were a good choice as everyone knew them.
Joining in with the Anna parts she encouraged the guys around her to sing along with the Hans lyrics which bounced across a big screen behind Vic and Opie, they lacked any kind of proficiency and Ellen's voice was untrained and discordant next to Opie's, but they tried hard and everyone was smiling and laughing.
Ellen felt a little woozy. She never drunk much and she had downed that cocktail like a glass of water, she felt a little dizzy, and happy, a little more confident than usual too.
Then Vic who had made the stage come alive with Opie and their silly antics, pranced across the stage right in front of Ellen who's mouth dropped wide-open.
"Can I say something crazy?" He dropped to one knee in front of her and Ellen's face turned deep crimson red.
"Will you marry me?"
She paused for a few seconds, the urge to flee surged through her and her heart raced but then Kali's speech about her "barefoot Cinderella moment" popped into her head. She leaned forwards and took his hand holding the microphone in both of hers and leaned in. The timing was perfect with the music.
"Can I say something even crazier?" She paused and took a breath.
"Yes!"
A cheer went up around her and people were patting her on the shoulder, two men lifted her up onto the stage and she threw her arms around the giant man, not able to get her arms completely around his waist, she then stood on tiptoe to kiss him.
Joining in with the Anna parts she encouraged the guys around her to sing along with the Hans lyrics which bounced across a big screen behind Vic and Opie, they lacked any kind of proficiency and Ellen's voice was untrained and discordant next to Opie's, but they tried hard and everyone was smiling and laughing.
Ellen felt a little woozy. She never drunk much and she had downed that cocktail like a glass of water, she felt a little dizzy, and happy, a little more confident than usual too.
Then Vic who had made the stage come alive with Opie and their silly antics, pranced across the stage right in front of Ellen who's mouth dropped wide-open.
"Can I say something crazy?" He dropped to one knee in front of her and Ellen's face turned deep crimson red.
"Will you marry me?"
She paused for a few seconds, the urge to flee surged through her and her heart raced but then Kali's speech about her "barefoot Cinderella moment" popped into her head. She leaned forwards and took his hand holding the microphone in both of hers and leaned in. The timing was perfect with the music.
"Can I say something even crazier?" She paused and took a breath.
"Yes!"
A cheer went up around her and people were patting her on the shoulder, two men lifted her up onto the stage and she threw her arms around the giant man, not able to get her arms completely around his waist, she then stood on tiptoe to kiss him.
The atmosphere was amazing! Dancing and singing a silly Disney song with Vic, never once missing a beat and perfectly on time.
What she hadn't been prepared for was when Vic dropped to one knee in front of Ellen. She blinked in surprise, a slow smile curling her full lips. She took her bow and hopped off the stage. She grabbed her drink, went to Kali, and clinked their glasses together. "Talk about a whirlwind romance!"
She thought it was rather sweet - in a silly, drunken sort of way. And besides, she thought Vic and Ellen looked adorable together!
Ophelia, on the other hand, she had her eyes already set on someone. A tall, mysterious stranger who looked like he'd rather be anywhere than at the party. She assumed that was his whole schtick, though. He looked bored so people would either leave him alone or a fellow loner would keep him company. She went and sat next to him. "Ophelia Arden. You can call me Opie." She held out her hand to him.
The stranger looked at her hand, then at her. Her pale, freckled face. Her emerald eyes. Her flaming curls. "Arden. Like the five star hotel resorts?"
"The one and the same. My family's business. Drinks are on me for everyone. You gotta order something they actually serve, though."
His lips lifted into a small smirk. "Name's Nathaniel. You can call me Nate. I'd like to do a duet with you, too."
What she hadn't been prepared for was when Vic dropped to one knee in front of Ellen. She blinked in surprise, a slow smile curling her full lips. She took her bow and hopped off the stage. She grabbed her drink, went to Kali, and clinked their glasses together. "Talk about a whirlwind romance!"
She thought it was rather sweet - in a silly, drunken sort of way. And besides, she thought Vic and Ellen looked adorable together!
Ophelia, on the other hand, she had her eyes already set on someone. A tall, mysterious stranger who looked like he'd rather be anywhere than at the party. She assumed that was his whole schtick, though. He looked bored so people would either leave him alone or a fellow loner would keep him company. She went and sat next to him. "Ophelia Arden. You can call me Opie." She held out her hand to him.
The stranger looked at her hand, then at her. Her pale, freckled face. Her emerald eyes. Her flaming curls. "Arden. Like the five star hotel resorts?"
"The one and the same. My family's business. Drinks are on me for everyone. You gotta order something they actually serve, though."
His lips lifted into a small smirk. "Name's Nathaniel. You can call me Nate. I'd like to do a duet with you, too."
Victor had more fun than he had anticipated. Singing wasn't something he normally did in front of people, but the song and having a strong partner like Ophelia had made it easier. Now that he was up on the stage and in the middle of the song, he was glad he had reconsidered.
Victor and Ophelia played along with scenes from the movie as best they could when it came to how they oriented themselves around each other. There might not have been a romantic spark between them, but Vic hoped he had earned the start of a friendship.
As the song neared the end, Victor made the quick, playful decision to 'propose' to Ellen instead of Ophelia who was playing the role of Anna for the song. It was impulsive but Ellen seemed to get a kick out of it. So much, Ellen was lifted onto the stage by other audience members.
Victor opened his arms for Ellen to receive her and give her a big hug.He looked down to check on her and was met with an unexpected kiss. He paused as he realized what was happening. The touch of her lips against his felt quite nice, he hadn't been kissed in an extremely long time.
Victor lifted one of his hands from her back and slid his fingers under her hair and around the back of her neck. He followed her lead with the kiss - keeping it light and flirty or even deepening it a little.
When the kiss came to a natural end he pulled back slowly, his eyes opening. "Wag-a-doo," he said slowly and for Ellen alone.
Eventually, Vic set the microphone on a nearby speaker and hopped off the stage. If Ellen allowed, he would assist her down to free up the stage for the next singer.
Victor and Ophelia played along with scenes from the movie as best they could when it came to how they oriented themselves around each other. There might not have been a romantic spark between them, but Vic hoped he had earned the start of a friendship.
As the song neared the end, Victor made the quick, playful decision to 'propose' to Ellen instead of Ophelia who was playing the role of Anna for the song. It was impulsive but Ellen seemed to get a kick out of it. So much, Ellen was lifted onto the stage by other audience members.
Victor opened his arms for Ellen to receive her and give her a big hug.He looked down to check on her and was met with an unexpected kiss. He paused as he realized what was happening. The touch of her lips against his felt quite nice, he hadn't been kissed in an extremely long time.
Victor lifted one of his hands from her back and slid his fingers under her hair and around the back of her neck. He followed her lead with the kiss - keeping it light and flirty or even deepening it a little.
When the kiss came to a natural end he pulled back slowly, his eyes opening. "Wag-a-doo," he said slowly and for Ellen alone.
Eventually, Vic set the microphone on a nearby speaker and hopped off the stage. If Ellen allowed, he would assist her down to free up the stage for the next singer.
Those arms, those massive powerful arms around her lithe little body, she could've died in that moment a happy girl. But then he leaned down and kissed her as well. A cheer went up and Ellen who usually fled from public displays of affection, bent a knee and lifted her leg, pointing her toes up as she stood on one foot while their lips pressed together.
He tasted of alcohol, salt and man. Not musk or sweat but that musky and dusky mysterious strength that flowed through men who were truly free. Ellen lost herself in the kiss, parting her lips and brushing his with her tongue before tickling the tip of his tongue. Some of the crowd hooted, others cheered, one called "get a room you two!"
Ellen giggled at that and pulled away.
"I think we're creating a scene." She giggled, but he just replied "wag-a-doo" which she thought was a song as well. He turned and put the microphone on the karaoke machine and climbed down then helped her down as well, lifting her by her hips and setting her down like she was a small child.
Back on terra-firma she nervously pushed her hair back. The crowd had lost interest and several had gone to the bar.
"I'd like to get to know you a little better before we marry properly Vic." She giggled at her own joke. "I can see a log by the fire, can you get some drinks please? I don't want to go to the bar or Vinnie will drag me back behind there."
She pointed to a spot on a log by the fire and made her way over towards it, snapping a smile back over her shoulder at Vic. Her heart was thundering still, butterflies were holding a protest march in her belly and she felt like she could walk on air. As she moved back towards it she caught sight of Kali and mouthed over to her.
"Thank you!"
He tasted of alcohol, salt and man. Not musk or sweat but that musky and dusky mysterious strength that flowed through men who were truly free. Ellen lost herself in the kiss, parting her lips and brushing his with her tongue before tickling the tip of his tongue. Some of the crowd hooted, others cheered, one called "get a room you two!"
Ellen giggled at that and pulled away.
"I think we're creating a scene." She giggled, but he just replied "wag-a-doo" which she thought was a song as well. He turned and put the microphone on the karaoke machine and climbed down then helped her down as well, lifting her by her hips and setting her down like she was a small child.
Back on terra-firma she nervously pushed her hair back. The crowd had lost interest and several had gone to the bar.
"I'd like to get to know you a little better before we marry properly Vic." She giggled at her own joke. "I can see a log by the fire, can you get some drinks please? I don't want to go to the bar or Vinnie will drag me back behind there."
She pointed to a spot on a log by the fire and made her way over towards it, snapping a smile back over her shoulder at Vic. Her heart was thundering still, butterflies were holding a protest march in her belly and she felt like she could walk on air. As she moved back towards it she caught sight of Kali and mouthed over to her.
"Thank you!"
Tom lingered near the edge of the firelight, content to blend into the shadows while the evening pulsed with energy. The warm hum of music mixed with the scent of salt and smoke, and he let it settle into his bones. His hands stayed tucked in the pockets of his hoodie, thumbs rubbing absently against the worn seams as he watched her.
Kali.
She had that kind of presence that didn’t ask for attention—it just happened. The way the firelight kissed her skin, the way her laughter curled out into the night air like it belonged there. That red mic in her hand, the carefree spin of her steps—it was a kind of freedom Tom hadn’t felt in a long time.
He didn’t move closer, didn’t need to. He just watched, quietly, like a man soaking in something rare and a little unreal. There was no press, no crowd screaming her name. Just her, barefoot and effortless beneath the fading sun, reminding people how to let go.
And maybe she wasn’t performing, not officially—but to Tom, it still felt like a show meant for someone who needed the reminder.
He gave a small shake of his head and exhaled, a faint smile ghosting across his lips. No stage for him tonight. He was just a shadow in the crowd, letting the fire crackle and the stars crawl into view, grateful to be part of it. Grateful to have found his way here.
Kali.
She had that kind of presence that didn’t ask for attention—it just happened. The way the firelight kissed her skin, the way her laughter curled out into the night air like it belonged there. That red mic in her hand, the carefree spin of her steps—it was a kind of freedom Tom hadn’t felt in a long time.
He didn’t move closer, didn’t need to. He just watched, quietly, like a man soaking in something rare and a little unreal. There was no press, no crowd screaming her name. Just her, barefoot and effortless beneath the fading sun, reminding people how to let go.
And maybe she wasn’t performing, not officially—but to Tom, it still felt like a show meant for someone who needed the reminder.
He gave a small shake of his head and exhaled, a faint smile ghosting across his lips. No stage for him tonight. He was just a shadow in the crowd, letting the fire crackle and the stars crawl into view, grateful to be part of it. Grateful to have found his way here.
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