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"pink summer festival?" mark asked as his best friend mike told him about it. Mark was blue and black raccoon in high school. Mike his best friend was a white fox of the same age. They were both friends since kindergarten and spent much time together. They had been best friends most of their lives.

"yea apparently it is a festival that was common on an island in the pacific that spread and took off recently. The city is getting ready for it. I got a chance to go see their warmup today." Mike told his friend while showing him some tickets that he had managed to snag.

"yea il think I'll pass unlike you that gets A's with ease I got to study for that test tomorrow." Mark said grumbling that while they were both straight A students Mike got his with barely any studying.

"alright. But I am going this afternoon. Take the ticket though if you change your mind!" Mike said as he stuck his tongue trying to tempt his friend into coming with him.

"let me know if it's as interesting as you make it out to be."

The two friends parted ways after that heading to their separate destinations. Mike went to the concert hall where they were holding practice shows while Mark went home to his dad and his uncle. His dad and his twin brother lived together after their own divorces left them a bit unstable.

Mark entered his home to see his uncle cooking Dinner as his dad was at the table doing his taxes and working on some paperwork. His dad owned his own transport business, and his uncle was a overnight manager at a plant nearby.

"Oh, mark your home early!" His uncle Dan said. His uncle and dad looked completely alike. Both were blue and white raccoons and the only difference between them was that Dan was in better shape than his brother and had more unruly hair compared to his brother's more combed back.

"Have a big test tomorrow. Need to study for it!" Mark responded.

"Mike not helping you today?" His father asked still focused on his work.

"He went to something called the pink summer festival! Well, the previews for it." Mark said as he pulled out the ticket. His uncle came out of the kitchen and eyed the ticket.

"Well good on you to choose your studies over some concert!" His dad said in a somewhat proud tone.

"You promised me a big birthday present if I got all A's this year and I still haven't gotten anything below an A!" Mark looked over at his uncle who was staring at the ticket confused.

"Hey Han! Doesn't this look familiar to you?" Dan said as he took the ticket away from his nephew.

Han looked up from his work and stared at the ticket reading it. He also had a look of confusion on his face as he looked it over.

"Problem dad?" Mark said wondering what was going on.

"Not really. But this is strange!"

"I knew I was feeling something familiar about this. This is that demonic flower that grandma used to warn us about!"

"The Pink flower of the demon! Any who see this flower bloom shall be pulled to hell in the service of the demon of pink!"

"Uncle? Dad? What you guys going on about?" Mark said confused. These two finished each other's sentences and knew what each other was thinking all the time.

"stories from our home the twin islands of Pink mist and blue mist!" both said in unison.

"The story goes that this strange pink flower grows on pink mist island that used to cause men to behave strangely. The warriors of the island used to decorate their bodies with them and enter battle to dance instead of fight. The dance was so mesmerizing that those who saw it just had to participate in it. They would discard themselves and join them in service to the demon dancing their souls to hell!" Dan said first.

"Or at least that is how our grandma taught us it. She said that too many people fell to it that the island was burned to the ground one night and even now the islanders will go to that island and burn any thing that may look like a pink flower." Han said after.

"that is a crazy tale! But dad hadn't you always said that your hometown had many folk tales? Ones that were too outrageous to believe?"

"Yes, that is true. It is why we left home. Twins are a bad omen and bad luck since twins represent one blue and one pink the return of the pink flower! When we were born and every year on our birthday the islanders would go to the other island and burn bushes!"

"It got tiresome so when we got older, we moved! Have not been back since. Much to the dismay of our parents!" Dan added.

"So I wonder where this came from?"

"I'll give ma and da a call tonight. Maybe they can shine some light on this. And while I don't want to believe some superstition I would rather you stay away from this okay son?"

"Gotcha dad!"

Mark then went to his room to start studying leaving his uncle and dad there to wonder what this meant. How did a folktale from their home islands get here? And should they be worried that every story they knew about it was bad.

Meanwhile Mike was happy to enter the practice show. He and a few other boys from around the city had been brought in to see the first practice performance of the Pink summer festival performers. Mike was ecstatic when he was ushered in. Weirdly though as he looked at the people around something struck him as odd. One there were only men here and they all had pink hair.

He also noticed that all the boys here were from all over the city. How did they choose who to bring to this showing? He just got this from his mom who had gotten it from her boss. It was nothing too concerning as he was interested in getting see a performance from an exotic set of dancers.

The stage was set as pink flowers were lining the entire concert hall. The air smelt sweet with the scent of flowers but with something else underlying it. It smelt familiar to Mike, but he couldn't place it.

"Welcome to the Performance of the Pink mist dancers! We have been allowed to perform our cultural dance in this city for all to see and we would like to thank you for having us by giving you guys a great performance. Today is one of the many demonstrations we have planned, and we hope that you will spread the word about our amazing dance!" the master of ceremonies said. He was a full pink and white raccoon with pink flowers on his head.

The raccoon went back into the stage as the lights dimmed and the music started. A rhythmic drum beating with a flute playing started as the room started filling with pink mist. Flower petals started to scatter all over causing the pink mist to fill the room.

Mike was amazed. This was an amazing display of special effects that he never expected from what was to be a very traditional dance. But soon Mike started to feel dizzy. This mist was affecting him. He felt time get slower as the music got louder in his head. Soon all he could hear was the music playing.

Mike's eyes became unfocused just like the boys around him. They were all suddenly still as they breathed in the mist and watched as the pink flower petals filled the room. Then the dancers came out. Ten dancers came hopping out with their paws on their hips and swinging themselves side to side as they hopped in.

Mike in the haze noticed one thing immediately; they were naked. Not completely naked as they had rings of flowers around their heads, ankles, wrists, neck and waist. Not only that they had a single flower on their hard cocks. That flower was what caught Mike's attention the most as he noticed the cock move and swing with every bounce.

The dancers reached the front of the stage and continued dancing with many moves swaying their hips causing their dicks to swing and smack against their legs and be flung from side to side. If mike could think fully, he would wonder why this dance seemed designed to emphasize the movement of the penis.

But Mike was in a complete daze as the flowers moved in such a way that just drew him in. He kept feeling them pull him further and further in. As if they were beckoning him to join them.

Mike started smiling as he reached down and felt his hard cock. Mike didn't even notice that he had stripped and was now naked. Quite frankly everyone was naked now even the ones who ushered them in. Mike didn't care something inside his head was telling him this was fine. This was just how the dance was. This was part of the performance and he should join in. Join in by stroking his cock. The fox just started stroking along with everyone not on the stage dancing.

The petals flying in the air started flying around and swirled around the onlookers of the dance. Mike soon felt something wrap itself around his wrists. He looked down in his unfocused haze and saw a ring of flowers had formed around his wrists and before he knew it on his ankles then on his waist and head before a final one appeared around his neck. Now he realized he was to join in the dance, but he had to keep stroking as well. Mike along with the rest of the crowd started imitating the movements of the dancers but with one hand on their cocks. The dancers also began to masturbate as they danced around.

The air started filling with the scent of cum as the dancers came on stage but their cum instead of falling evaporated into a pink mist. The cum filled the air causing all those already trance to feel their body fill with heat.

They started dancing more and stroking themselves before they realized they couldn't just dance anymore they needed to take care of this heat as the music slowed, they realized that the eight dancers were ushering a few of them unto the stage. Mike was one and he felt himself get lifted by the mist along with seven others and pulled onto the stage. He just realized that all the dancers were mice with pink fur and pink eyes. They went full for the aesthetic but that didn't concern mike he just wanted to be part of the show and part of the show he was.

He felt the mouse turn him around to face the crowd to see the crowd had stopped dancing and were now having an orgy. He saw many of the boys bent over and or kneeled, sucking each other off or sticking their cocks into each other. They were propelled to do so as part of the dance. Mike himself was lowered as he felt the mouse behind him tease his backside.

Mike's brain could barely register that he was about to lose his virginity to this mouse but he didn't care it was all part of the dance. The dance that he had to ensure he was a part of. Mike leant forward so that he was on all fours with his tail raised letting the dancer have full access to him.

The dancer didn't waste any time, he inserted himself right into Mike without any fear. Mike felt a tinge of pain as he felt himself get penetrated, but it subsided quickly as he couldn't really concentrate on it. This was all part of the dance. He needed to be part of the dance.

The mouse grinned but said nothing as he pounded mike in sync with all the other dancers while a full-blown orgy raged in front of the stage. Each time someone came their cum joined the pink mist before a single pink flower appeared on their cock. Mike was too far gone to notice this but he came and a single pink flower now adorned his dick. The mouse dancers realized it was time to end their performance as they all at the same time came into their partners filling them with their cum. Mike felt a strange feeling from it as his stomach seemed to be filled with something weird, but he couldn't dwell on. It was all part of the dance.

Soon everyone felt themselves get tired as the mist fell away but before it did flowers sprouted everywhere in the building. The master of ceremonies came back out naked like everyone else to address his newly turned crowd.

"I hope you all had a life changing experience watching our dance. I hope that you will think of it every waking moment. Spread the word of it to all you know, and I will leave you a present just to remember it by!" the Raccoon on stage snapped his fingers and the ring of flowers around everyone disappeared except for the lone flower keeping their cocks hard. They also soon saw their clothes appear in front of them.

The raccoon snapped his fingers again and everyone's eyes turned pink and glowed as they started dressing themselves. As they dressed instructions were being given to them. Detailed instructions of how to proceed. Who to convert and what to do. They all took all their instructions to heart as the practice performance ended with none the wiser everyone left appearing the same way they came in but forever changed.

Mark had texted mike about how the performance was, but he had never gotten a response from his best friend. He went to sleep a bit worried thinking about what his dad and uncle had said about them being a demonic flower. Even if he knew things like that weren't real, he couldn't help but feel worried but he fell asleep anyway.

While he slept his uncle and father were worried. They tried to call their parents but had not gotten an answer. This was strange as their parents should have been home, but no one answered their phone or any message.

In the morning Mark left his house with his uncle and father a bit worried about their parents not answering their phones. Mark went to school waiting on a response from his friend who finally texted him back just before school saying it was amazing.

Mike was always an excitable fox but something felt strange and when Mark saw him it felt even stranger. Mike had overnight dyed his hair pink and had pink flowers on his wrist and a pink crown of flowers on his head.

"mike?"

"Man Mark you missed it! It was so spectacular!"

"What happened?" Mark said stunned.

"The dance was amazing to see! The music was awesome, and I can't wait for the festival!"

Mike was almost breaking out in a dance right there causing everyone around them to laugh or to point at his strange behavior. Mark was concerned now. It was if Mike was a different person. He was beginning to think there was something true about his father's story.

Before Mark could say anything Mike just started dancing away to class causing quite a few people to laugh and a few snide remarks to be sent his way.

Mark followed Mike to their lockers before class and kept trying to get Mike to explain what happened to him. Mike just ignored him and kept dancing much to his dismay. Before he could get an answer from his friend the bell rang and they had to go to class.

Mark still wanted answers and he would corner Mike at lunch and get all the answers out of him.

During a bathroom break Mike entered the bathroom dancing still seeing two of the school's bullies there.

"What are you doing faggot?" the first one said. He was a black bull from the football team.

"Man if didn't think you were a sissy before this takes the cake!" The other said a white blue from the baseball team.

Mike just smiled before causing the flowers on his hand to fly at the two bullies causing them to stop. Mike just smiled as he walked over to the bullies and groped them. The two got hard instantly as Mike saw a small glow appear in their pants. He had given them the gift as well.

"There is going to be a surprise demonstration at the auditorium this afternoon. We need preparations for it and you two are going to help. Cum on these, then plant them in the auditorium! I will keep more flowers here in this bathroom. Keep cumming on them and carrying them to the auditorium. Just don't get caught!" Mike said as he got the two bully bulls to nod before going into a stall and masturbating.

Mike just danced his way back to class as he already had given a present to all his teachers in the form of a bouquet of pink flowers. Preparations were going swimmingly.

Mark was worried now, Mike had bene hard to come by all day. They did not share any classes in the morning on Thursdays, so he hadn't seen him but even now during lunch the fox was nowhere to be found. Mark went to pull out his phone and text him but before he could he got a call from his father.

"Hello dad?"

"Mark! I already called your principal to let them know but I need you to come home asap! Your grandma and grandpa are in a hospital one town over! We need to go see them!"

"Alright dad, I'll be home as soon as I can."

"We are coming to pick you up! So be outside soon okay?"

"Alright see you soon dad.!"

Mark was now worried both by the sudden news and his friends strange behavior but that was something for when he got back. He saw his father and uncle there in a car worried as hell. Mark just jumped in the back and the family of raccoons drove off in a hurry.

Meanwhile Mike was looking for Mark. He wanted him to join him on stage, but he couldn't find him. Well, it was getting close to his performance. He was going to be a dancer for this performance, and it was his time to shine. He was happy to be chosen to be a dancer, but he wanted to chose Mike as the one to dance with but alas his plans would have to change.

Mike stayed in the back as the Master of ceremonies or as he knew him now the master, came out to open for them. This time he could see behind the curtain the dancers were stripping as the musicians started playing their instruments. Mike smiled as he watched flowers grow from the ground and suddenly the room was filled with a pink mist as the flowers started flying throughout the room.

This time there were only four dancers including Mike. Two of the mice from the previous day and the two boys they had chosen to cum in that day. They took their positions waiting for their audience to be entranced. Mike was eagerly waiting his first performance and once he got the signal, he did the same moves he had seen the previous day.

Mike and the other dancers hoped out making sure to swing their erect cocks from side to side. Mike remembered being on the crowd side of this yesterday as he watched his classmates become mesmerized like he was yesterday.

The music swelled as the drums and the flutes became louder and the pink mist became stronger. He saw the flowers that he had planted here join in the mist and started filling the room with heat. He finally saw how he had been stripped the day before as the mist swirled around them and dissolved their clothes leaving them naked and hard however it only did that to the boys. The girls on the hand had something stranger happen to them. Mike danced and watched the pink misted surrounded the girls and a giant pink bud swallowed them whole. The crowd was filled with them now as the men didn't even notice. Not even their teachers who were to the side escaped. Quite frankly he saw those outside the auditorium get pulled in.

This was not going to let any of them escape without joining in their dance. The master of ceremonies was also conducting things as he controlled the many buds that flowered. The raccoon also summoned more flowers that started forming the ring of flowers around everyone's wrists ankles head and waist before a final one placed around their necks.

The crowd of students and teachers started dancing along now with one hand on their hard cocks before they joined in. They were all under the spell of the flowers and the dance. They were being pulled into the dance and the festival being dragged into the trance further and further.

Mike continued to dance until the master of ceremonies instructed them to stop. By now everyone had been tranced but something strange was happening. The giant flowers that had sprouted up and swallowed the girls whole bloomed and revealed that they had been turned into pink furred mouse men. Just like the mice he was dancing with they all had glowing pink eyes and pink fur and hair.

The crowd soon stopped dancing and broke out into an orgy. Mike smiled as he heard the sounds of the crowd enjoying themselves in what was another orgy forming at the end of the dance. The boys and the newly turned girls were enjoying one another in full carnal ways. The pink mist was heavy with the smell of sex as everyone was tranced into fucking each other.

Mike looked at the crowd he had to choose someone and since Mark was not there, he choose just another boy he could make use of. Mike wondered where his friend went off to but focused on the orgy. The pink summer festival was on Saturday. One more day until the city, no not just the city the world felt the power of the pink flower!

Mark was with his dad and his uncle in their car driving out of town. He hadn't seen his grandparents often because his father didn't want to return home thanks to their folktale of having twins bringing upon the curse of the pink flower. But now with that same pink flower adorned on his best friend's head.

But Mark was a bit weird out now. Where was his dad and uncle taking him? They said a hospital outside of town, but things looked strange. This was no where near a town. Suddenly his dad and uncle stopped the car. The two older raccoon without saying a word both got out the car at the same time.

"dad?" Mark said as he unbuckled his seat belt.

"uncle?" Mark said as he got out of the car.

Mark said as the two just walked away into the forest leaving Mark by the car by himself. Mark realized something was wrong, so he chased after his dad and uncle.

'what is going on? Is this some kind of prank?'

"Dad! Uncle Dan! Please! This isn't funny!" Mark said as he ran after them before meeting a clearing and pink fog started to surround him.

Music started playing and Mark wondered what was going on. Why was his dad and uncle acting like this?

Then Mark found himself in the middle of the forest and pink flowers appeared out of the ground and bloomed everywhere that Mark could see. Then out of the forest came his dad and uncle. Both now naked and in a trance.

"Dad?"

"Your dad is not here right now." A pink and white raccoon said as he walked out of the mist. It was the master of ceremonies.

"And who are you?" Mark said as he saw multiple pink furred mice suddenly appear all around him.

"I am the one who dances with the flowers and drags everyone to hell. The demon of the pink flowers but to you I am your grandfather!"

"grandfather?" Mark said taking in what was going on around him.

"yes!"

"Why are you naked? Who are these people?"

"These are our servants! Our dancers! Our performers!"

"our?" mark questioned.

The master of ceremonies snapped his fingers and Mark's father and uncle suddenly changed. Their blue fur changed to pink and their eyes started glowing. Then rings of flowers formed around them.

"what did you do to them?"

"Did your dad tell you about the legend? The story of the pink flower? The reason they left their home town?"

"The Demonic pink flower?"

"When twins are born the curse of the pink flower returns! The flowers must be burnt to spread the pink mist then the demon shall have the world dance to hell. Or at least that is the true story!"

"Wait what?" mark said remembering that this was nothing like what his dad had told him about before.

"As the one who gave birth to the twins, I was given the lead role!" the master of ceremonies bowed.

"this can't be real." Mark said almost falling over as he stepped back.

"it is. Now time to join us! The festival is only two days away!" The master of ceremonies beckoned for him to come to him.

"no this can't be real..." Mark backed away.

"Oh boy. You two had such a weird kid!" The older raccoon said looking back at his sons.

"Sorry dad!" The two older raccoons said in unison again.

"huh?" Mark said not processing what was being inferred.

"You never wondered where your mom was? Why you never saw or heard of her after your father's supposed divorce? Why your uncle and dad lived together and slept in the same room? And the same bed?"

Mark froze as he started questioning things. He just thought that because they were twins, they were that close. But this could not be true. Even if his uncle and dad were together that didn't mean anything. This guy had to be lying.

"Think it is time to dance my sons!" the master of ceremonies started another dance.

Suddenly music started playing as the mice started dancing. Then the two brothers grabbed each other and started dancing together before locking lips for a kiss.

Mark was horrified. He just saw his dad and uncle start making out as they danced together. The music was loud and pounding. Mark then noticed the fur on his hand started turning a pink color. He was horrified. Mark just turned and started sprinting away. He couldn't comprehend what was happening anymore he just ran.

Mark didn't know how long or how far he ran all he knew is that he kept doing it before he managed to make back to his home, along his way he saw the city lined with pink flowers. The same pink flowers that Mike was wearing were being planted everywhere. A few people were wondering why he was running but none seemed to want to stop him.

Mark needed to get help fast. He looked at his paw the pink fur had spread. It was now up to his wrist. He looked at his paw as he finally managed to reach his house. He quickly got in and collapsed as soon as he closed the door. He kept looking at his hand wondering what was going on. He noticed that is was early morning and he had been running most of the night.

The sight of his dad and uncle making out disturbed him and he wanted to just break down there. He curled up against the door, but he never realized the enclosing pink mist before he passed out. Not long after two raccoons entered and picked up their son and carried him off to his room. He had a big day tomorrow after all.

Mark awoke hours later, and the sun was rising once again. Mark instantly realized he had been asleep for nearly a whole day now. Mark also realized he was in his own bed again. But looking down he noticed his fur had changed color and was now pink. He was now a pink and black raccoon and when he looked down a pink flower was adorned on his cock. Mark ran to his bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror and was horrified.

"So you awake now son!" Mark heard a voice from the door say.

"uncle?"

"Are you still forgetting? It's dad, not uncle! Uncle was just a cover." Dan said as he walked into the bathroom naked and hard with a pink flower on his cock.

Mark wanted to speak but something just told him this was right. This was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Sure dad! Why did I sleep so long? I feel like I should be terrified right now but I can't figure out why? Was my fur always pink? I feel like it should be another color? Blue?" Mark said as his mind was hazy.

"Don't you worry it was another color before but not anymore. Our pink had to be hidden before but not now." His other father said as he walked in nude as well.

Mark felt his head hurt a bit. Something was not right here. But what could it be? What was wrong?

"But aren't you ready? You are the star of the pink summer festival! We should be at the parade soon." They both said in unison. Mark suddenly felt a tinge of normalcy now. His dads always did this and he hated it. They needed to stop talking as the same person.

Mark then remembered he was to be the star of the pink summer festival happening in this city. Mark hurried and cleaned himself up and put on some pink robes that were folded on his bed. Mark walked out to see many pink flowers all over and after his dance today he would show the world the best pink flower festival ever.

Mark and his dads drove off to the place where the parade would start seeing the Master of ceremonies there getting his dancers ready. The many mice dancers were ready to go and starting to get into formation. Mark started staring at this raccoon and felt uneasy.

"Ah there is my grandson and star of the parade!"

'Grandfather? Wait...'

The memories of the night before came back to mark finally realizing what was being hidden from him.

"why are you hesitating? You are the star of the show you know!"

Mark hesitated his mind was racing with different memories. One side of him thought that his grandpa was a fake that this was not the person he knew as his grandfather. His family was not like this. His uncle was not his father. He knew this not to be true. He knew his life was different, but his head was splitting in two.

"Geez, I should have initiated you sooner!" His grandfather said as he pulled out a blue flower this time. "Let your old self flow into this and forget who you were, be who you are meant to be. Not who you were."

Mark felt himself being drawn into the flower and feel himself lose his mind as his reality shifted. His new truths accepted. His new place settled.

"are you ready now grandson? You are the star today after all!"

Mark just smiled it was time to start. Mark got on top of the float covered in pink flowers as the parade began its procession. The music started and the naked dancers started their dance. Mark as the lone dancer on the top of the float was ready to begin his dance. He started dancing with petals swirling around him. As on Lookers gathered, they started commenting on the nudity of the dancers.

That didn't last long as they were pulled into the dance. Many of them were soon caught in the trance as the pink mist filled the city. The pink flowers began to bloom on all the buildings as their petals flew all around the city entrancing the populous.

Mark danced as he directed the mist around. He was the star of the show! As he made it flew up into the air it did. The petals scattered everywhere making sure the city was covered as he danced. He took some time to look at the crowd. His grandfather had already caused all of them to lose their clothing as ring of flowers formed around their wrist's, ankles, heads, waist and then a final one around neck.

The on lookers as the parade passed them then moved in behind the parade as they started dancing except those who were caught in the pink flower pods awaiting their eventual turn into mice. Every one of them started dancing to the tune of the music. Each one of them dancing to the moves that Mark made. Mark was in full control of them. They were his dancers following his every move as they were tranced more and more into the music.

Mark looked forward to see his dads leading the parade as his grandfather just sat on the back of his own float. He was the master of ceremonies after all. He was just there to guide everything along to ensure that everything went as planned. The music kept playing as the dance continued through the city as the crowd grew. Endlessly dancing. Mindless. Just letting the music take them.

Mark then saw Mike dancing in the crowd. He used his control to gather some mist and pull him onto his own float. Mike was stunned but when he saw his friend, he was happy. Even if he was surprised that his friend that he wanted to take as his dancing partner was the star of the show.

The two started dancing together as Mark led the show. By now most of the city had been covered in mist and petals flowers bloomed from the top of buildings as the crowd continued to dance in the streets following the float. Following the moves of the raccoon leading them.

The parade then came to their final destination. The park in the center of the city. The music kept playing until they entered the park and let all the city's citizens dance in. Each one completely entranced, nude, hard and all now male. Many pink mice were in the back of the crowd having come out of the buds that they had been placed in.

The dancing continued until the music slowed and mark was joined on top of the float by his grandfather and fathers. They all waved at the crowd who finally stopped dancing to cheer as the parade came to an end. It was time for the finale! The crowd broke out into another orgy this time with the entire city being dragged into it. The city was filled with the sound of constant sex as the pink mist floated up and started to cover area outside the city.

Mark was wondering if it would ever stop but it didn't matter as they had a whole summer to tour the world with this pink flowered dance. Mark just smirked as he pulled Mike in close before letting the poor enjoy some time bouncing on his dick. The two joined the entire city in a night long carnal orgy. After all it was just part of the dance.

"We are here at the Keto reed Center! A unique exotic dance is about to begin!" A reporter said as she watched the crowd cheer as they were eager to see this dance that had taken the world by storm.

Mark and Mike were waiting for their signal to start. They had done this dozens of times over the summer. They were accompanied by a few dancers from the cities they had first travelled to. Each one a memento from the festivals they danced at.

"welcome to another performance of the Pink mist dancers! I hope you are ready for their show and a amazing show at the pink summer festival!" The master of ceremonies said as he signaled for the show to start.

Mike and Mark smiled at each other. It was time for another dance. Time for more to join in on the pink summer festival. And they would enjoy every moment of it. It was all just part of the dance. And what better way to celebrate such a pink filled summer than to dance.