[GG] Shall We Dance? Chugga/Botan

“Woah…”

It was pretty noisy in the gala - the place was full of laughter, music, buns conversing with one another and making connections. A pleasant experience for most, but for Chugga, all the noise was quite much… she’d decided to take a step outside and get some fresh air and quiet, but she ended up slowly wandering on Angora’s property, until she’d found…

An entire garden? She didn’t even know there was one of these! She wandered around aimlessly, stopping to smell each and every one of the flowers. All of them looked pretty meticulously taken care of… they were all so pretty! Eventually, though…

One particular batch caught her eye - bright pinks and oranges and yellows unlike any she’d ever seen! She leaned in to take a sniff, but then…

“Oh my gosh!”

She’d just realized - those flowers weren’t connected to another bush, but another bun! She hid her face in shame. “I’m so sorry– I thought that those were part of the garden! They’re very pretty… I’m sorry!”

The evening had been uneventful as far as the boudoir beauty had been concerned. But what with its dazzling style, breathtaking scenery and absolutely delicious selection of Buns and, perhaps, some special guests… maybe it won’t be so routine for long? If we could dare call it that. But a little bit of a tipsy spell, no doubt from the champagne she held in her paws, has Botan being in the lovely garden to get some fresh Burrowgatory air. And to be observed and scented by accident!

“O-oh!” She makes a tiny sound, nearly spilling the rest of her second? Third? Glass of the rich, glittery stuff. She giggles and brushes it off, flipping one of her powdered, flora covered ears over a fuzzy shoulder.

“Not to worry, darling!” She begins, another sip after. “I may very well be a part of *someone’s* garden at this rate! Couldn’t stay away from those minty, minty tulips! Juleps? Tulep.”

Stare.

“I am very pretty, too. As a matter of fact. I am Botan! And I’m pleased to at least have made your senses a bit happier?” 

She extends her cloven paw out to the new face as if to offer a kiss upon the back of it, smiling softly with not just her tiny mouth but her vibrant pink eyes as well. A little flutter of those long lashes to add to the charm!

“O–oh!”

It seemed as if Chugga hadn’t expected Botan to offer up her paw. She took it, and… gently shook it. Huh.

“You… definitely are pretty! I mean, not just your flowers. Um, my name is Chugga! On account of the… um, I like trains!”

She paused, taking a look at the drink Botan was holding. It sure was shiny… most of the drinks here were. She pointed at it.

“Is… are the drinks good? I didn’t really take the time to try any. Does this one really taste like flowers?”

“Really now? How lovely, having exciting hobbies is. Mine is named after the very flowers I’m coated in! A lovely Peony indeed…”

The glass shone in the garden lights, illuminating the swirling glitter inside. No doubt that the drinks served were exquisite and provided by a certain pub favored by many and funded by the hostess. The pink bun gently flags down one of the many servers and offers another lovely glass of the stuff to Chugga, wags her tail gently and smiles.

“Why not try some for yourself? I really do think that you’d find the taste of a petal and its nectar just as enticing as continuing our evening together will be.”

“Oh, thank you!”

Chugga accepted the drink, and took a sip. It really did taste like what Botan described - soft petals, and sweet honey-nectar. Most honey was difficult to make in burrowgatory, since it took a lot of effort for a succubun to find the right flowers and treat them in specific ways to make them break down into sugars… but of course, Angora was able to get only the finest for her gala, and so, honey was in the drinks after all.

“Wow, it’s… um, a little spicier than I thought it’d be!” She laughed. “Not like– hot spicy, but spiced, you know? Like it’s got a lot of different flavor in it…”

She frowned as she picked a petal out of her mouth. Oops. That was one downside of seeping the petals right into the drink. She hoped Botan wouldn’t find it rude.

“...You’re very nice. Maybe– I was hoping to save these for later, but I picked up some mochi from the dining hall, if you’d like some!”

The mochi was a little smushed from being carried around by Chugga all day, but it still looked tasty enough. The sparkling wine flavor made specifically for the gala was divine even as leftovers.

A charming giggle erupts from the floral bun, even with an attempt to stifle it with the back of her paw. But she nods in agreement, hopping closer - while being careful of her less-than-half full glass still in her own mitts - to Chugga and holds out her empty digits, wiggling.

“You’re so sweet, Chugga. I’d love some.” Botan couldn’t help herself from taking the sweet and immediately pops it into her awaiting mouth, chewing as daintily as she could. Or thinks she did, at least, mouth closed.

“It’s even sweeter because it was a gift from you… now I’m inclined to have this dance I saved for you, as well. It’s too lonely to do it alone.”

Laying on the charm and asking for a dance in the same sentence. Smooth.

“Oh–! Um, I haven’t danced much with anyone else before, but…”

Chugga scuffled her feet a little, not embarrassed, just shy. She laughed. “If it’s anything like dancing on your own, I think I could get the hang of it! Or– maybe you could teach me…?”

She looked to Botan with a small spark of hope in her eyes - reaching out her hand and offering it to her.

As the greedy one’s eyes twinkled, taking that hand in her own, she flags down a waiter to take her glass, and then makes it all eyes on Chugga.

“Of course I would, dear. If you don’t mind me taking the lead, I’ll be sure to make your first time the best one you will remember.”

Unprompted, Botan raises the other bun’s mitt to her lips and gifts it a small kiss. Quick, friendly, and topped with that same smile as she leads her new companion back into the main event.

“You’ll be spinning and twirling like a professional in no time!”