The Yule Ball

Sonia blushed. She wasn't use to such courtesy.

"So where to now?" Elrohir asked as they left the diner.

"Where ever you want to go." Sonia says.

"I could walk you home in a very roundabout way." Elrohir suggested with a smile. "That's turned out to be a rather pleasant experience before."

Snia laughed softly. "Okay, sounds good. Hopefully my parents won't want youover for dinner"

"why not?" Elrohir asked. "You have a bad cook?"

"Dinner is an excruciating meal for us." Sonia explained blush.

"Why is that?" Elrohir asked curiously

"I dunno, just is." Sonia laughed.

Elrohir shrugged. "You never know, could be fun."

Sonia nods. "True." she says.

Elohir peeked around the corner at her house. "Well, it LOOKS like Descartes isn't hiding in the bushes. What do you think?"

Sonia giggled. "Nope, he'd get bit in the arse."

"I think I'd enjoy that." Elrohir said with a mischevious grin.

Sonia laughed softly. "Me too. Ready?" she asks leading the way.

"Allways." Elrohir replied, following her lead.

Sonia giggled softly as they walked up to her mansion. She smiled when the door was opened for them.

Elrohir bowed politely. "Good day."

Sonia laughed softly. "You are coming inside, right?"

"Of course, yes." Elrohir said nervously.