The Competition

                                    

                                          
A/N BEfore we start, this chapter is a bit interactive! When I say so in bold letters, play the video at the top of this chapter while you read. When the song ends, wait till I give the directions to play this link            https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ihRLUrPSe8          (I couldn't put 2 videos at the top.) If you don't have access, you don't have to do this, but it adds to the experience. !THE VIDEOS ARE NOT MINE! Thanks!
                          
Suddenly, I heard the door unlock and swing open. B/Y/N was standing there with a bobby pin in her hand. Why did she, of all people, let us out? I almost didn't want to ask.
                          
"I challenge you two," She spoke in a slight whine. It made me think of nails on chalkboard. "Since WhiteHat won't let us physically fight, Slug and I can do one other thing-"
                          
"I swear to God if you say-" Flug mumbled super quietly.
                          
"Dancing," She finished.
                          
"I knew it!" Flug threw his arms in the air. "We refuse your offer!" He answered her, oddly speaking up for once. I guess he really didn't want anyone knowing how good he was. 
                          
"Then we're going to get your real boss, and tell him where you are, and a few extra things that may or may not be true," She hissed. "I would gladly enjoy physical fighting over this, but it was WhiteHat's idea of an alternative,"
                          
Slug was standing in the doorway out o nowhere. "And trust us, we would MUCh rather just kill you two than do this humiliating act of, how did he say it," He paused to make quotation marks in the air. "Fun," You could see the annoyance through his red tinted goggles. 
                          
It had just now occurred to me how much these two belong with BlackHat, and FLug and I belong with WhiteHat.
                          
"There's also that he's still our boss and the man who gives us a place to live, and these are his orders," My opposite spat. She literally spat, right across the room. It landed on Flug's gloved hand. But I was still pissed.
                          
I stood up abruptly, raising my arm to punch her in the face, but Slug caught my hand and squeezed my wrist until my knees gave out. The pain was excruciating, so I kicked him in the legs. He didn't even flinch.
                          
"Get your filthy hands off her!" Flug yelled at his counterpart, causing SLug to let go in surprise. Even I didn't know Flug could yell like that.
                          
Footsteps sounded down the hallway. Their fast paced, skipping a beat once in awhile pattern let us all know it was WhiteHat. My opposite sighed in annoyance. 
                          
"Did they accept?" He asked in a singsongy voice.
                          
"We won't do it!" I answered for Flug this time. "It's humiliating!" I didn't want to make him do it if he didn't want to, even though I wanted to see his dancing again.
                          
"I know you want it, girly~" WHiteHat responded cheerily. "Why not we make it just the girls then? A fair battle if I do say so myself," He chuckled.
                          
I looked at B/Y/N. The one thing we could agree on was not wanting to do this.
                          
But we did it anyway.
                          


                          
                          ~TimeSkip to living room courtesy of WhiteHat's Dj skillz~

                          
The girl and I stood across from each other in the living room. Flug was watching from afar, curious as to how I'd do but also wanting to cheer me on. Slug was nowhere to be seen.
                          
"What a boyfriend you have," I teased.
                          
"Shut up!" She hissed back. She then turned to WhiteHat, who somehow had access to a computer with youtube on it. "I'm going first!" She howled at him.
                          
"Okay!" He clicked play on whatever video she had chosen.
                          
           Interactive time! Now click play on the video at the top of this chapter!
                          
Immediately her eyes had a look of 'you're going down' as she started to move with the man's voice.
                          
 "When the devil is too busy, and death's a bit too much," Her hips slowly started to sway back and forth with the barely existent beat.
                          
"They call on me, by name you see, for my special touch," She laid a hand on her chest.
                          
"To the gentlemen," She turned to Flug, "I'm miss fortune," He shook his head at her.
                          
"To the ladies," She looked at me, "I'm Sir prize," She looked away again, smile never creeping off her face.
                          
"Call me by any name, anyway it's all the same," The note held out, and she leaned backwards every second as if she was playing limbo or something.
                          
She shot up, "I'm the fly in your soup, I'm the pebble in your shoe, I'm the pea beneath your bed, I'm a bump on every head, I'm the peel on which you slip, I'm a pin in every hip, I'm the thorn in your side, makes you wriggle and writhe!". Her movements reflected what the lyrics were saying. All I could think was, damn she's good.
                          
"And it's so easy when you're evil," Her smile grew. "This is the life you see, the devil tips his hat to me!" She pretended to tip a hat in my direction.
                          
"I do it all because I'm evil," I could hear an audible giggle from her. "And I do it all for free," It paused, she stopped in place.
                          
"Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need!" She dragged her finger down her cheek at me, teasing me by fake pouting.
                          
The song kept going, and she let out moves as if she rehearsed them in ballet class. It made me want to puke.
                          
You can imagine the dance because I'm lazy and it's way too many words to type.
                          
                                ~Timeskip to after song ends courtesy of ass shaking~
                          
"Beat that," She laughed as we switched places.
                          
I stood in front of her, watching Flug out of the corner of my eye. He gave me a thumbs up. With him by my side, I could do whatever I wanted. INcluding dragging this bitch's face in the dirt.
                          
WhiteHat clicked my link, and the music to Ed SHeeran's Shape of you" started to ring out.
                          
Now click the link located at the top of this chapter!
                          
I started taping my foot with the beat, almost completely mimicking Flugs movements from the other day. I closed my eyes, swayed my shoulders, and began to dance exactly how I saw Flug do it before. 
                          
Whenever the lyrics mentioned the word you, the chorus, I'd look at Flug and smile. During the second verse, Flug gave up on his embarrassment, and joined me. Our fingers were interlocked as we never stopped moving our hips to compliment each other's movements. THe second time the song said "Now my bed sheets smell like you" Flug ran his hand through my hair. This was the feeling I never wanted to leave, I adored it. I would do anything for this feeling again. 
                          
We were in perfect harmony, moving in sync as if we had done this a million times before. The ending of the song approached, and just as the singer said "I'm in love with the shape of you" for the last time, Flug dipped me and lifted his paper bag slightly above his lips. He planted his mouth onto mine, and kissed me right then and there. 
                          
We fell to the ground together, laughing and giggling in pure bliss, completely forgetting that this was supposed to be a win or die competition. I was happy, he was happy, and that was all that mattered.
                          
At least until there was a knock on the door.
                          
A/N PLEASE SHOW YOUR APPRECIATION TO THE CREATORS OF THE VIDEOS USED IN THIS CHAPTER! ALL IDEAS WERE INSPIRED BY THEM SO PLEASE GO LIKE, COMMENT, AND SUBSCRIBE TO THEM!
                          
Yes, I know this was quite the childish chapter, but I just loved the idea of the main character and Flug coming together through that song.