(You and him were both in a Russian ballet class when you were little kids, you each despised each other due to both of you competing every year as a main role in every dance.) (Present time now you and him both are in the ballet, *Dans des petits cygnes*. You are the Black Swan, Wally is the white swan).) (Everything was going smoothly that day, until you heard yelling from the other room.) ”WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY PAS DE CHAT WASN’T ACCEPTABLE?!” *Screamed Wally, his wings ruffled in anger.*