Backdated to the weekend Beach Party and Birthday Log! \o/

[fierybluebird]

[Marco runs around setting everything up. There's platters of food laid out -- more than enough and some extra as a habit from dealing with Ace and 1600 pirates, a boombox with tons of music, beach volleyball set up, a campfire, and according to Selphie and Marco, fireworks for later. GO NUTS. There will be some threads set up, but you can make your own or do anything! Just remember if the thread gets wild, mark it as NSFW.]

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[thatched]

[get laid is what Marco really means. But Thatch is starting to feel exhausted from it all]

One step at a time, sweetheart. [he rests his chin on Marco's shoulder and sees the happy tail swishes--though feels more than sees. A content Marco s a beautiful thing]

And noone is surprised at Beckman. Hell, he was graying the last time I met him. [but he didn't want to talk about Shanks or Beckman or anyone else right now. Though he would have to--and thinking of that--]

Listen... [he knuckled a hand along Marco's spine to massage and smooth] I need to know your boundaries, aye? For Grell. You know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you [he'd better] but I don't want you going off on me again. One splitting headache is enough. [it was't that bad. But he could feel it start to throb at the base of his temple]

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[fierybluebird]

Aye, that's true.

[He freezes and tilts his head. He has to think a little.]

[He curls his tail around his bro comfortingly and kisses Thatch's head to make it feel better.] All joking aside, I think that was what ticked me off more believe it or not. You usually get my weird as hell metaphors and for it to go that far.... [Waves his hands. Both of them.]

If you both... want something... just about anything, that's okay, eh? But I'm not going to... order you to sleep with my wife. I'm fucked up, I'm not that fucked up. [Rubs both his own temples.] Just try to be nice to her, all right?

[Gently holds Thatch's head on either side.] If you're both happy, I'll be happy. If you have an affair though, either don't tell me about it, or just invite me for threesomes. Or a show. [Rubs the back of his neck and grins softly.] Man, I really am messed up, eh?

[Back to phoenix whistling as he glances away.] I don't know, yoi. I need to talk to Grell and find out how far I'm allowed too.

[And human speak again.] If you flirt or do your normal things, I be fazed, eh? Especially if that's been part of the tension between you. I love you both. And I know it's difficult to figure out how to share my time, so find a way to work it out. I'll ask her to go easy on you too. If you decide to try something bold. She's not all violence and --

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[fierybluebird]

[Fixes him with a look.]

You know by nectar I just meant her sweet side, right? Not her --

What the hell, Thatch?

Talk to her. Jeez. Verbal communication is supposed to be my weakness, not yours.

She's not as savvy in verbal mindgames as you or me or Rayleigh, but she's not an idiot. Do you really think I'd marry someone just for them being violent? I trust her. That includes how much I trust her to protect my family. You're one of the most important people in existence to me, eh? She knows. She knows more than anyone how much I missed you, all right? I'm not asking you to instantly trust her too, or to instantly be friends, or family, or even nakama, but that trust? That family thing? It's not going to happen if you avoid her.

If the only way you two get along is by fighting and sex, I'll take it. At least it's communicating. At least it's trying, eh? I'm not going to tell you to screw my wife, and if you do come to the arbitrary conclusion that you both want that, then I want to be there. But I meant for you to talk to her.

Idiot.

[thatched]

Yeah sorry. [because in retrospect... He rubs the heels of his hands against his eyes. And then crosses an arm over it. He's so damn tired] It's been a long long long...night--week--everything. Just the first thing that popped into my head but I should have thought about it better. Forgive me, eh? Your Thatch is pretty messed up in the head right now.


Sorry for freaking you out and being a jerk about everything. To the people you care about most. But I'll make it better. I'll bring everyone together, more than they already are. I'll be-- [he smiles a little]-- just like I'm supposed to be but better. I swear it.

[fierybluebird]

I know matey.

I love you. [KISSES. ON THE LIPS. BUGS BUNNY STYLE. FIGHT HIM.] MWAH!

You're not a jerk. If I'd been through half the shit you have? We both know I'd be worse. Just talk to them, all right? Espio and Grell will understand better than you think. Toby too.

[Leans their foreheads together and smiles softly.] I really do love you, you know?

[thatched]

[Don't kiss him like that, you bastard. That's not fair in any universe. He puts his hand on the back of Marco's neck]

Aye, I'll talk to them soon. They'll love me almost as much as they do you. [something this important he needed a plan of attack as it were. And he needed to settle more than anything]

[He slides up a hand to ruffle Marco's fronds as he looks into his eyes]

Love you, too, matey. Always.

[fierybluebird]

[Nuzzles affectionately.] Okay I trust you.