Dancing - Incomplete
“I can’t not do this!”
Amelia could feel the frustration pouring off Drax. “It’s OK. We can stop. Maybe some other time.”
“Peter is a dancer, can you not dance with him?”
“Um… it’s OK. It’s kind of an optional extra. It isn’t that important.”
“I will tell him to dance with you.”
“Or we could, you know, just not.”
Drax was already leaving the room.
Gamora was watching with an amused look on her face. “He’s right, you know. It’s a Terran thing. Peter tried to teach me. I have no patience for it.”
Amelia blushed a little and shrugged. “That doesn’t mean you want your guy dancing with another girl.”
“Why not? If he enjoys himself with you, I will benefit from that when you come home.”
Amelia considered this. “It just seems… weird having my guy send me out with my friend’s boyfriend mate.”
“Would it be better if we all went together?”
Amelia considered this. “Yeah, maybe.”
Practicing in the cargo bay, Amelia learned Peter may have a perfectly acceptable Electric Slide, but that was pretty much all he had. Oh he could do a disco style shoot the moon, but that wasn't really dancing in Amelia's book. What he did have was an eagerness to learn. After only a few minutes he could do a reasonable Texas two step. Amelia wasn't quite ready to teach him to Tush Push on the first... not a date, because that would be weird.
Peter had found a bar with a dance floor but it was a bit of a free for all. None of the dancers were Terran. Amelia wasn't entirely certain that they were actually dancing and the he hadn't actually found a bar with an orgy floor for non-humanoids.
Dinner was nice and the drinks were strong and when Peter asked her to dance Drax practically pushed her out of her seat. They alternated between drinks, dancing, snacks and Drax hovering over Amelia with a proud propriety air that kept the riffraff away. The way he beamed at her as she danced suggested there was something else going on for him.