Luna-Bell07

As the hours trickled off the clock, waves kissed the shores. Sunlight melted into rich, toasty light made of marshmallows. As the sun was making its way off the stage, families and lovers were heading home, having had their fill of beach magic and ready for a good night's rest. Another day was well on its way to unfolding-but for a certain chief of Dance Central Intelligence, the present day was anything but done. Glitch wasn't anywhere in the picture. For the fifth thousand time that week, he had been summoned elsewhere; a magical place known as one of the local battlegrounds. After promoting their crew in flawless freestyle once again, he

Random Dance Central canons that go all the way out to DC Spotlight. Otherwise known as 'I'm a HUGE Dance Central Nut that Thinks About This Stuff All of the Time'. Enjoy! --------------------------------------- By the time Dance Central 2 rolls around, Glitch is a huge Kingdom Hearts fan. Using his skills as a fashion designer, he creates outfits inspired by Sora's Drive Forms in Kingdom Hearts 2. That happens by the time Spotlight rolls around. Mo and MacCoy started off as childhood friends, then entered a romantic relationship sixteen years down the road. Some of Mo's most traumatic, heart-breaking events in his life came from his explo

The more Glitch promised to stay with Mo, the farther away he became. Maybe if Dance Central Intelligence hadn't opted to trap Tan in the timestream, Hi-Def's founder would've been able to split his mind between losing Glitch and DCI duties. Would've been better than dealing with the present, because every vein in his body pulsed with worry. Holding onto Glitch was like trying to hold onto water. Not ice cubes or one of his protege's Arrowhead bottles, either. Just straight, pure water. Bits and pieces of his understudy were the same. Sure, Glitch was still adorable and still exploded whenever anything Kingdom Hearts-related was announced,

Set during Dance Central Spotlight. Can be Mo/Glitch friendship or MoGlitch. Summary: Everyone thinks I made you. They're wrong. You've been the one making me, right from the very beginning. You're the one that still makes me, breaks me, leads me to where I need to be. I'm glad you're a part of the one I am, and the one I'm meant to become. I'd be nothing without you, and I want you to know that. ----------------------------------------- It felt like it was yesterday, when the world stood still long enough for him to breathe. But then, in the blink of an eye, someone pulled the rug from underneath him. The bricks that went into his tower w