Goodbye Dollet and Thanks for All the Fish! (backdated to Sept 28)

[om_nom_namur]

Characters: EVERYONE!!! And any "local" NPCs you want to make up
Location: A warehouse down by the wharf
Rating: G+? idk people will do as they will do
Open/Closed/Finished: Open
Summary: It's an excuse to pump dance music really really loudly, tbh.

The party was put together ridiculously fast, but everyone who decided to help went all out, and the place is pretty damn awesome. There are refreshments, strobe lights, a loudass music setup, and lots of space to dance. Come on in and have a blast! Garden will be sailing off in the morning, and then it's back to school. Time to get in that last hurrah!

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[om_nom_namur]

Namur rolled his eyes. Dumbass. Didn't she know this old fogey is the damn party?

"Damn right they are. Next time, I'mma find a shitty live band that'll rock y' harder'n a damn Knock-Up Stream."

And for once even though he said something kind of dirty, he was actually referencing the name of a natural phenomenon from his own world.

[thatched]

He froze at that touch and it was all he could do not to grab Ace's wrist and slam him up against the wall. Chills race through him, but he passed off his tensing as a sneeze and forced himself to relax again. It was just a touch. Out of any--out of any of his nakama-- besides Marco and Pops, Ace was--Ace was the least likely to...to have ever... but he wouldn't think about that. He had been drunk and as far as Ace knew, that was what he was going to be.

"You're too good to me Sparks," he said, his voice slurred as he put a hand on Ace's shoulder to get in the tub. The water was blessedly hot and he slid in up to his neck.

"Whadid an old man like me ever do to deserve a cutie like you, mm?"

[mera_mera_ace]

Ace made sure to keep the water temperature steady, all it took was a few swirls of his hand if the water started to get cold. He laughed a bit at Thatch's drunken slurring and ran the soapy cloth over his skin. He never noticed the change in his demeanor or the fact that his drunkeness was in fact a ruse now.

"I guess I just like old men." Ace said with a laugh. "Close your eyes I'm going to wash your hair for you." He continued as he reached over for the shower head, luckily it was a hand held one, and he turned the water back on long enough to get Thatch's hair wet. He reached for the shampoo bottle and poured some in his hand before scooting closer to the tubs edge and reaching out to start a nice rich lather in Thatch's hair.

"I'm going to demand a back rub later as payment for bathing you. Though I realize you would do it just because I asked." Ace chuckled lightly still washing his hair.

[thatched]

"I'd do anythin for you, you know. Even if you didn't." He closed his eyes as he felt Ace's fingers in his hair. It was good and he could relax for real this time and get some of that warm haze back as he let himself drift in the heated water. Funny but he'd never let anyone do this for him but nakama. Not even Celia who he'd cared about probably the most of his--attachments in the Grand Line. Maybe because she'd understood what it meant better than anyone.

But even among his nakama... Marco and...well Izou, but that never counted because he was an asshole and Thatch didn't want to think about it, and now Ace. It was good. It was like home except instead of the bobbing of the ship which he'd forgotten, was the steady hum of the Garden which he'd grown to used to.

Ace was here with him, though. They shared the same fate in a way. Even Namur would share it one day, too. Even Marco. Even if it was a thousand years from now or one stupid stupid day. This was another chance to just...be...before the final call.

"Love you, Ace. You know that right?"

[thatched]

[he ends the dance in an exaggerated dip that almost lifts her feet off the floor and presses a kiss to her forehead]

Thank you for the dance, mademoiselle.

[a grin]

Now what's to stop me from throwing you over my shoulder and having my wicked way with you?

[thatched]

"Yes way, really." He pats her head absently. Cute kid. "And subterfuge..." Did he pronounce that right? He takes a moment. Yeah. Yeah he did. "Is making people think you're not spying on 'em when you actually are."

[thatched]

"Undoubtedly. And so we shall. Anywhere you like to go and I'll take you. Even to the ends of the earth fair lady." Such as it was. A rare slow song filtered out from the inside and he smiled.

"May I have this dance?"

[fionna_time]

"You think?" Fionna knew she was going to have some hard work there. Not even she was foolish enough to thin she had the barest hint of that in her personality or her appearance. "And you can do it?"

[thatched]

"I can do it, and you can help. It just takes a little patience and trusting me, Bunny-chan. I have your back no matter what and you have mine, aye? Together we'll help Marco conquer the world."

[fionna_time]

"You got it bro!" Fionna said, grinning. "Wait, what was that about Marco taking over the world?"

[thatched]

"Forget about it. You're drunk. We'll talk about it later." A song started up with a fast beat and he watched the young people noodle about the dance floor.

"That looks like your jam. Why not go indulge, peanut?"

[fionna_time]

"HEY, that doesn't mean-"

She trailed off when she heard the music, already shaking her hips. "OKseeyoulaterbyee!"

[redcinemareel]

[If she had the ability to be out of breath, she would be. There is a bright smile on her face after she's dipped, brushing the pads of her fingers across his hair line.]

Not very much. So long as your desk is involved~!

[mera_mera_ace]

Ace's hands never stilled in their work as he lovingly washed the punch from Thatch's hair. He smiled though because while he knew it, it was very nice to hear.

"Yeah, I know. I love you too, Thatchette." He said as he reached for the shower head again. "Close your eyes baby, I'm gonna rinse the shampoo out." He carefully carded his fingers through the wet hair rinsing the soap out. "You want me to condition it or are you sleepy and ready to get out?" Ace asked once he finished. He felt a little bit ridiculous but this is what nakama and more importantly best friends did for one another. They helped each other, even if it meant giving the other a bath at midnight to remove 'punch' from his body.

[thatched]

He chuckled as he watched her go off. She was going to be quite a lady some day and he hoped she stuck around long enough for him to see it. As for himself... it seemed about time for another cup of punch.

[thatched]

Deal. So long as your husband is also involved. [he presses a kiss to the hollow of her throat and adds a little bite for flavor] We wouldn't want to deny him the pleasure of at least watching.

[an idea]

I wonder how much he would kill us if we tied him up.

[thatched]

It probably needed a good condition but the alcohol was hammering into him like a ten ton doom train and, damn, he was tired. He half didn't even want to get out of the warm water, but he really wanted to sleep and that was rare enough for him that he couldn't help but indulge in it. He took Ace's hand, though, and rubbed his cheek over his knuckles.

"Stay with me?"

[redcinemareel]

If we tied him up fast enough, then he wouldn't be able to! [Surely they could pull it off!]

[elementofloyalty]

Rainbow folded her forelegs, squinting at Fionna. "How did you get Twilight to tell all this stuff, anyway?"

[fionna_time]

"We study really, really late," she said, "and sometimes I have so much energy she needs to find a way to get me to shut up. Besides, what do you expect. You have an ego larger than, like, a gorge, but I still think you're the coolest. We wee bound to talk about you."

[gunbladegrrl]

"Family talk always ends up depressing," she said with a quiet sigh. "Sorry I brought it up. You all always look like you're having so much fun, I just wondered..."

[gunbladegrrl]

"Namur, are you kidding? The other part is gunblades! You know I'm the only SeeD who currently uses them, despite the fact that Commander Leonhart is the one who vanquished Ultimecia and saved the world with them?" She almost pounded one of the machines for emphasis, but fortunately stopped herself before she could. "It's a shame and a tragedy, that's what it is!"

[om_nom_namur]

Namur threw back his head and laughed, resting his elbow on the top of the boombox.

"Sweetheart, y' give plenty a them lessons for free," he chortled. He rather liked it though. "Don't think there's many swordfolk 'round here, 'cept Thatch an' Fionna. I know Thatch ain't goin' t' be big on the idea- he's already monster 'nuff with his sabers an' he's doin' this whole... old an' dyin' thing." Namur's face and tone clearly indicated what a load of shit he thought that was. "But if y' can stand Fionna for more'n five minutes, she'd prob'ly go for it."

Re: Dance Floor

[fotlenke]

"Nonsense." And she takes Fionna's hand whether Fionna asks for it or not. "Come. I have much to teach you."

Re: Dance Floor

[fionna_time]

"But but but..."

Well so much for that as, to onlooker's surprise, Fionna is being dragged to the dance floor, seemingly against her wishes.