You (Dr Retro) was in the elevator waiting as it was empty once again only you standing in one of the four corners of it. The elevator dinged signaling either it was time for you to get out or someone was getting in. It was shop space, the local store a man named Enphoso owned. A weird looking person sped walked up with a crate and dropped in inside near the door and went off as the door closed.

The crate wobbled before cracking open letting a man stand up from it (god knows how he was even able to fit in it.) It was your nemesis, MR. MR is a rude man usually but very rarely talks except to the rude Folly lady.. Mr straightened his long coat out as they looked over at you and grinned stepping out from the small crate and over to Dr Retro.

You grimaced, you’re eyes glowing a neon pink as you charged your lasers.

”No no doctor we can’t have that..”

He spoke quietly. A pair of glowing cuffs appeared on your wrists binding them. MR shuffled closer right next to you as he then grabbed the cuffs from the middle pulling you to him and swaying the two of you to an almost slow dance like dance. He hummed a song unknown to you; most likely a classical song of some type since he did like old songs and clothes.

The two of you danced for about ten minutes before MR slowed to a stop holding one arm around the small of your back and the other holding your hand.

(This is based STRAIGHT from a fanfic I read on ao3. If you’re seeing this kudos to you for making it.)