Naxxramas and Us: The Chronicle (part 1: At Heigan's Dance High School Classes)

And so we finally appear in front of Master Heigan. We are a bit nervous: will he accept to take us as his pupils?
His fame is scary: he is one of the most important classic dancer in the world. He showed himself in Milan Scala, Moscow Bolscioj, New York Metropolitan and London Carnegie Hall, just to tell some. But mostly he is the world's #1 Dance Teacher and his Classes are reserved to the best dancers worldwide.

We worked hard to get to him, having been carefully selected by his assistants Anub, Ferlina, Maexna and Noth, They were hard teachers, but Heigan is known to be even harder, at the point that we all know some of our collegues who gave up after attending at his classes: they were too hard for them to stand. He's also known to speak to his pupils with high sarchasm, which is even thougher to stand for most.
We know that, but we also know that we come from Doomed Riders High End Dance School, one of the best, if not The Best, in the Chromaggus World.

“And so you think yuo can just come here and learn to Dance? You are nothing but half-grown kids who can't makes 2 steps together without crossing your toes and falling under your own feet!” he yells. We bow our head, unable to speak while Lea-The-Brave takes his courage and answers: “Master, we are here to learn. You're the only one who can let us improve our Dancing. Please help us”.
“I will” he says, “but yuo will remember this forever if you have learnt it... Let's start! In position!” he cries. And a hard Master indeed he is.

“NO NO NO NO! Don't move that way. You act like birds with broken wings” he says. “This way, not that one” he screams and goes down from his platform to show us the way we should move. Then he goes back up and looks at our mistakes.
“But Master, we were doing exactly that ...” we try to say while he suddenly retorts “Shut up! Listen and learn or get out of my sight!”
But we won't give up. We are Doomed Riders, not street breakdancers. We swallow our pain and we try to move as he teaches us to.

Rince and repeat. 1, 2, 3, 4 times. Each one a bit better and longer than the previous. We are learning his mysterious way of dancing and really start to act as a Ballet and not like a bucnh of people gathered together casually.

Finally, one more try, we notice something is going different. Heigan stands still. He isn't speaking any more while he looks at us dancing. That sudden silence echoes in our ears. We go on and, incredibly, we see him nodding. We can't believe this. He seems satisfied of us. Then we are scared about what that means: He really approves us or he's gonna ditch us? That is the longest moment of our lives. We fly in the dance like cranes in the air, no more broken wings on us, but will He see that?
And finally the musics come to its stop. We pant covered in sweat. Our eyes down, noone dares to look at our Master. Then we look at each other. No need to speak on vent. We rise our sight to Him.
We can't believe our eyes. He's down between us. He's grinning.

“Gratz Guys! You made it! I Always knew you had the temper to learn how to dance! Here, take these gifts” (some buch of purple things, noone really know what they are for, but it doesn't matter late as it is) “and be happy. I give yuo the Heigan's Dance High School” degree. You deserved it.

(to be continued).

Have you all a good time!

Serjo

Ha Ha another classic Serjo, very funny and can't wait for the next part

O man you are hilarious!

Another home run mate... cant wait for the rest of it...

I wish I were there Another great story mate Can't wait for part 2