Don't Pay Him Any Attention

I'm working through ReincarnatedPrano's Body Language Meme with Vahaadi as my subject. One of the required expressions is "Silly." This ridiculous scene came to mind.

"I'll be back as soon as I can," Krissy said apologetically, hanging halfway out of the bedroom door to look pityingly back at Vahaadi.

Vahaadi sighed dully.  "And I'll be here..." he muttered, resting his chin on his folded arms. 

"I put your lamp in the living room so you can get around the house," Krissy piped, though she still sounded as if she was apologizing.  She always felt bad for leaving him at home with nothing to do while she was at school. "And you can use the iPad if you want to play Tetris or something--"

Her watch began beeping for the third time.

"Yikes! I gotta go! Sorry! Bye! I love you! I'll be back!"

Vahaadi listened as she thundered down the stairs and out the front door, then shifted his gaze to the small device she'd mentioned. Krissy was able to get the thing to produce all sorts of fantastic "features," but Vahaadi was vastly limited by his inability to read and his ignorance of electronics in general.  Normally he hated dealing with them at all, but he couldn't bear to spend another day in a boredom coma while he waited for Krissy to come back, and he'd already snooped through everything in the house.

He picked up the iPad and flipped it over in his hands a few times before he was able to remember how to activate it. When the screen glowed to life, he flinched at the bizarre digital light. Glassy icons floated on the iPad's surface, and he squinted at each of them, trying to recall how to get to the little game Krissy called "Tetris." Vahaadi was not particularly good at it, but it gave him something to pass the time.

At a loss, he poked at random and found himself staring at a playlist.  He furrowed his brow, and prodded again, then jumped when a catchy percussion rhythm started and three scantily clad women with gray skin began slinking around on the screen on long sleek legs.  Vahaadi stared at the bizarre display, torn between dismay and amusement.

...Several Hours Later...

Krissy paused after she came in the door, trying to hear over her own panting.  Music was playing from her room... She climbed the stairs, opened her bedroom door, and gaped at the bizarre display, torn between dismay and amusement.

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Eat your heart out, Beyonce. 

The art didn't turn out like I hoped, but it never does for sequential stuff because I get impatient. These are some crazy dumb poses, but it's a crazy dumb dance, so. XD I referenced from this. Shane Mercado performs "Single Ladies" Vahaadi's build doesn't match his at all, but Vahaadi's a lot more like Shane than he is like Beyonce.