“Uh… yeah, she did.” Fonsus glanced around, confirming what Dante said was true. River wasn’t here. He didn’t have the time to even pause to worry over her. He was far too aware of the slightest gesture from Richard. His senses were heightened and ready to keep his best friend in the best-friend-zone. Fonsus turned to check up on Rich; he’d been playing with his fingers for a while…

For a brief moment, in the dim lighting and smoky air, with a bit glitter he had missed sparkling his nose, Richard was attractive and Fonsus was lost for a second staring at Richard’s face. Until a hobgoblin fluttered by his nose and a piece of candy smacked his face. 

Only one thing entered his mind as a chorus of chuckles and giggles floated from the other kids. 

[i]Dante.[/i]

“Rich!” A bright grin broke his face. Fonsus grabbed his best friend by shoulders. He had a suddenly fantastically awesome idea. “Hey, why don’t you…” thinking fast, Fonsus spotted the couch leaning against a wall. “Save us a seat on the couch. Yeah. I’ve got to do something… I’ll be right there! Promise.” Fonsus turned Rich around and gave a small push to the furniture on the other side of the room. Once he saw Rich walking, Fonsus whipped around to the Dante, looking a bit desperate. 

“I need to talk to you!” Fonsus bounced on his toes. Hopefully, hopefully this guy knew how. “And, uh, kind of privately too…”