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(21)
The sunset begins to fade, giving way to a dark blue sky full of stars.
Castiel knows the small town to some small extent, so he has no idea what to expect when they stop at a building in the farthest and loneliest part of a shopping mall.
"Okay..." Denisse laughs as she sees the confusion all over Castiel's face.
"It may look a little questionable," Fatima continues.
"Too questionable. The first time they brought me in I thought they were going to kidnap me," Victoria raises an eyebrow along with her shoulders in resignation.
"But! It's because it's a special club," When she says this Denisse sounds like a little 7 year old who just told a 'big secret'.
"Of course, and lucky for us my cousin belongs to the club," Fatima crosses her arms across her chest and smiles proudly "The son of a bitch didn't want to let me in at first, but the place is huge and we only use the area of..." Denisse covers his mouth.
"He has to see it for himself," Fatima nods and Denisse removes her hand.
"Come on, I'm sure you'll like it. Besides, today the place is practically only for us" Victoria encourages him and starts walking towards a metal door, following the rest of them closely.
They pass several rooms; a bar, bowling alleys, pool tables next to tables where they play gambling, the last one being the only place occupied by a small group of young men.
"Don't look at them for too long" Fatima whispers and blocks the view with her face.
They walk down a large hallway that ends in a large double door through which they cross.
Arriving at an arcade.
"I wish this were our destination, but it's going to have to be left for the next time, these two crazy girls wanted to do something more.... 'fun'" -Fatima complains and Denisse grabs her arm smiling at her.
"Come on, it's not that bad. I'm sure you'll love it, Cas," Denisse drags Fatima in the same position and Victoria just smiles softly shaking her head from side to side.
"I hope you like this day enough to want to go out with us again," Victoria turns to look at him and he not knowing what to do just nods his head.
The next room they come to is completely alone, and they head to a bar where they can see shoes with blades on the soles.
-Normally the place is full," Fatima explains, crossing under the bar.
-But these days they went on a school trip," Denisse sits in one of the high chairs and Victoria imitates her in the seat on the left side where the first one is.
Castiel stands for a few seconds hesitating what to do but sits down in the empty space next to the youngest.
-Why are they just sitting there? Are they planning for us to do all this without music? -Fatima complains as she puts Denisse's skates in front of her while looking at everyone.
Victoria lets out a small laugh and gets up and walks away towards a corner of the rink.
-What's your size? -Castiel turns around when he hears Fatima's question and remains blank for a few seconds, "Shoe size?
Castiel answers with something similar to a "30", but this is drowned out by a terribly loud start of music that is turned down almost instantly followed by a nervous "sorry" from Victoria.
-That girl is going to kill me one of these days -Fatima complains but reaches for the new guy's skates.
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Denisse is the one who explains practically everything to her, showing her herself how to do everything, from putting on the skates, walking with them to the ice rink and not falling on the ice after entering.
The angel no doubt finds this event amusing, for he is unable to stop watching in amazement as his feet move across the smooth surface, and when he saw Fatima do a somersault he had the instinct to try to imitate her.
He falls the first time, but feels it is like the first time he learned to fly; liberating, risky and beautiful.
The next few hours the four of them try to do everything on the runway laughing and complaining a little every time they fall, but who were they not to get up? who were they not to enjoy all their new achievements for just a few small bruises?