(Emil's P.O.V)

It's really uncomfortable in Lukas' outfit.
How does he even wear this everyday!?
The outfit shows off my legs way too much. I'm not used to exposing that much skin.
I spotted Leon in his light pink dress, along with a flower on his side.
He looked ridiculous. Then again, we all looked terrible.
Feliks pulled off the dress look though. I don't know how he even does it. Everyone was chatting with each other, and I decided to make some small chat as well.
"Hello." I said, just heading over to the bad touch trio.
They were busy talking about something, and I knew I would be ignored.
"Hello." I said again, this time to Ludwig.
He was alone, with Feliciano.
Maybe I shouldn't interupt them...
Then, I saw pops!
I haven't seen him in so long!
About a year I think.
"Hello." I said, approaching the masked man.

"Hey Emil!!" Sadik waved, smiling brightly.

I chuckled. He hasn't changed a bit.
His dress looked hilarious on him. Just... Pfftt.

"Hey! What are you laughing at? You laughing at my amazing style in clothes?"

"Maybe."

"Meanie!"

We both stifled in laughter.
It is truly contagious.
When everyone else heard laughter, it seemed like everyone was happier.
I looked around, seeing that everyone was smiling.
"What have you been up to all these years?" I asked.

"Well, stuff happened. Herakles and I fight, just the usual."

"If Mei were here, she would say
'Aww~ you're fighting like a married couple!'"

"I'm glad she's not here then."

Sadik and I continued chatting.
Eventually Alfred took out a microphone.
"Yo! Guys, let's declare who has the BEST outfit!" He said.

Feliks has won the dress thing.
Well, who else would win it?
An arm slithered onto my waist, and the familiar scent of fried rice with a dash of fire was what I could smell.
Right away, I knew it was Leon.

"Yo."

"Get off me!"

"Gladly."

"Not in THAT way!"

Leon just nuzzled me.
Geez, I know he loves me and all, but I don't want the others to know that we're dating... Would they even accept us? I don't think so. Then again, we're all around guys who are gay.
So... Of course we would be accepted.
I'm just shy about it. Leon poked my fore head.
"You think too much."

"I do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"This is getting us no where!"
"Hah! I win!!!" I did a childish fistpump to the air.

"Pfft. No matter how many years past, I feel like you act like you're 10, but are mentally 30." Said Leon.

That's just harsh. I tried to think up of a better remark, but I can't.
I would say 'your mom.' But that's like, Alfred's thing.
Leon let go of me, and by then it was already sunset. A person walked by, giving us the 'wtf!?' Look, and he ran.
Welp, I didn't think we'd look THAT bad.
"Should we play one last game before we go?" Asked Alfred on the mic.

Of course, everyone shouted 'yes!'