Imperial Ballroom: A Short Story

The Imperial Ballroom was partially filled with contestants. The tables didn’t have many guests, and teammates were separating themselves from their teams. Yaozu, now an official Team Grey member, was sitting all alone in a round table, thinking about what the angry zombie said to him, Yaozu… Don’t promise, if you’re not going to do your job, properly, the remark kept repeating in his head,” Do my job…Properly….What the hell does she know…? She didn’t have to lecture me like some 7-year old!” He muttered. The waiters and waitresses were walking back and forth, with full and empty trays, and feeding the hungry guests, Yaozu thought about how Nin comforted Bailey, and gave him a cold glare,” Howdy!” A voice broke his thoughts,” Huh?” Yaozu blinked,” You saving …show more content…
The young man laughed, at Yaozu’s reaction,” I see you noticed the feeling of my hand, and my stitches,” He said. Yaozu looked up, astonished,” At first, I thought you were a zombie, because of the stitches! B-But your hand! It’s so soft and fluffy! What are you?” He asked, curiously,” Hold on there, pal! You got way too much on your plate! You see…I’m a scarecrow,” Slicer answered. There was awkward silence, Yaozu was blinking his ruby eyes, then tilted his head,” A scarecrow? Are you sure, you’re not a cursed doll?” He remarked,” Well, you got one thing right. I am cursed. But I’m not a doll, although I am made of cotton,” Slicer slowly moved his head, from left to right,” No offense, but I never really thought that a scarecrow could be such a dangerous threat,” The young Chinese man cringed,” Yeah, tell that to him…” Slicer muttered,” Excuse me?” Yaozu responded. Slicer chuckled, lightly,” Oh, it’s nothing, my friend! Well, that’s enough about me! I haven’t heard your name yet!” He said. Yaozu’s head filled with suspicion, of the strange, stuffed person,” …Yaozu… Yaozu Li Wang,” Slicer jumped at the name,” …Yaozu…Sounds familiar…. Oh! Are you my team member?” Slicer asked,” …I’m not so