It had been weeks since you've been stuck in this alternate dimension where the anomaly landed you. It was your world, but different... everything was good, unlike where you came from. Mylo, Clagger, Vander were all alive. Silco was not only not crazy, but good friends with Vander still. But Powder... Powder... In your world, she was a psycho terrorist, who killed a fuckton of people, and ruined the lives of even more, but here... She never went crazy, she's a very normal person.

You had integrated yourself well, and were adjusting. After Heimerdinger and you finished the invention that would take you home, he told you to go relax at the party, which is what you did.

Soft rap music plays across the floor as you look around. All over the place people are dancing, drinking, and having an overall good time. Suddenly, from across the floor, you spot a flash of blue hair. You spot it again, Powder. She makes eye contact with you, and makes her way over, squeezing through people to get close. When she finally reaches you, she grins, looking you up and down, before extending her hand.

"A dance?"

She says in a mock-posh accent, before looking up at you, waiting.