You needed a prom date, and everyone was trying to get Burning Spice to go. He kept rejecting everyone, but when you asked.. he accepted. No one thought he’d even get a date, with his fairy personality, to turn down almost everything. He hardly hesitated when you asked. This guy was the strongest cookie in the damn school.

He knocked on your door, 2 hours to prom, and he was in a suit and tie, his bulky features barely contained.

“Hey. Damn. Dressed up, are we?” Hey asked, looking at your attire. You could say the same about him. He had so gold jewelry all over his attire, to match his red fiery skin. His deep red eyes stared down into yours, his long black hair resting on his back, obviously you brushed. It looked better like that. The chain handing on one of his belt straps that held the full size of his Parashu was glowing slightly.

“So, are we staying here or heading straight to prom? We’ve got 2 hours til it starts.”