>>5348305Recognized immediately by the signatures all over her armor, the crowd immediately bursts into cheers as the terrible tomboy takes to the dance floor! Responding to them with a nonchalant wave like the total <span class="mu-i">BITCH</span> she is, Mitzi gives you and Syb a half-smirk as the next song begins!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_fUftP91lcIn typical Mitzi fashion, the Rent-A-Cop starts off slow–step, touch, step, touch… but with each move she makes, you notice a new addition, starting with a subtle sway of her hips. Adding her arms and torso into the mix, it’s not long before Mitzi’s moving <span class="mu-i">everything</span>--gyrating to the beat, she maintains a confident grin on her face as her movements captivate the whole crowd, even <span class="mu-i">YOU!</span>
“Cripes,” Ly remarks as he watches her move, “She’s uh… she really knows how ta’ move it…”
Still hypnotized, you respond with a weak nod as Mitzi moves around the circle timing her hip movements to the beat! As the crowd claps to her rhythm, the tomboy lingers in front of you to send a teasing wink your way–hey, that’s <span class="mu-i">CHEATING!</span>
Departing before you can call her out, Mitzi puts her whole body into the final section of the song. Sybil was good, of course, but her… if Sybil’s a noodle, Mitzi’s a charmed snake! Probably those damned abs of hers. Stupid Mitzi.
As the last few notes of the song trail off, the Rent-A-Cop finishes with the same poise and confidence she had going in. Shaking a single drop of sweat out of her cinnamon-colored hair, she gives the roaring crowd another half-hearted wave as she returns to your side of the circle smirking like she just remembered an old joke.
“So,” she begins as a skeleton hands her a fresh bottle of beer, “Whatja’ think?”
“<span class="mu-i">I-I-IT’S SO HARD TO DECIIIDE!</span>” Denise moans as she tugs at her frazzled hair! “<span class="mu-i">Y-you’ve got the m-moves, Mitzi! J-j-jealous…</span>”
“Eh, it’s all in the hips.” Mitz shrugs, giving hers one more shake before chugging half the bottle. “Phew… hey, you wanna picture, Stan? It’ll last longer~”
You don’t want anything, you counter as you quickly avert your eyes from your smug opponent! Except for her to promise not to <span class="mu-s">CRY</span> once you kick her butt!
“Knock ‘em dead, boss. No pressure.” Ignoring her cheeky wink and Syb’s quiet giggle, you crack your knuckles as you make your way to the dance floor.
“<span class="mu-r">Hell yea, sis! You got this!</span>” Nats chirps as the lights dim around you!
“I know I don’t gotta say it, cupcake, but uh… don’t lose.” Ly adds in an unsure tone. Gee, <span class="mu-i">THANKS</span>.
“<span class="mu-i">G-GO S-STAN!</span>” Denise hollers, prompting the skeletons around you to explode into cheers! Watching your adoring fans shower you with praise, a toothy grin forms on your face.
Now <span class="mu-i">that’s</span> what you’re talkin’ about!
>CONTD. 