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Who: Anyone attending Nami's birthday party. /o/
What: ...Nami's birthday party. 8|
When: Evening on the 4th July.
Where: The mikan orchard.
Summary: An impromptu last minute stubborn celebration of something that's fun.
Rating: ...P for pinwheels? 8|a

[Tis a mingling post. Mingle! Seriously. The orchard's lit up, there is alcohol, there are snacks, there are mikan. There's also piles of coloured paper for much later, but that's another story.

Backtag to your heart's content. We apologise for contributing to the glut of birthday posts that is early July. |D Popular month!]

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Hm? Why? Is he short on staff there?

Aye. A bunch of his girls left, it's very sad.

--oi, you expect me to replace girls? In Sanji's restaurant?

No. You'd be eye-candy to lure more girls in there, obviously.

[Getting hit in 5, 4, 3, 2...]

[Nope. Not getting hit. Instead, you just get a serious look.] Marco.

What? It's a perfectly good plan!

We've talked about this, Marco. [And you damn well better know what he means.]

That's not what I meant!

I meant you can lure in more girls who'll want reasons to hang around the bar and therefore Sanji will get more girls.

[Huffs and rests his head on Ace's hat.] Always thinking the worst of me.

[Hnnnn stupid smart brother.] Okay, okay, fine, I'll talk to him about it.

Yay. [Forever deadpan.] Everybody wins.

Now grab me some fruit. [Since you're already getting food. He's just being a pest though.]

[Wow rude.] No. Get it yourself.

Please? [Sparkles on.]

Oh hell no! Get these damn things off of me! [Now attempting to shake them off.]

[Clings to his head.] But I missed you and everything!

[At least he stops sparkling.]

... when did you miss me!? [SERIOUSLY, BRO, HE'S BEEN AT HOME FOR A WHILE.]

Waiting for you to get better, of course. [OF COURSE.]

Mate, I was only at the Straw Hat's for a week.

That is like a month for birds.

[Given that Marco is a phoenix. No. This is bullshit.]

Oh, like hell it is.

It is so. You don't know.

[He flicks his beak.] I spent a month away from you, okay? That was long. A week is nothing. And you could visit me.

And I did.

Don't flick my beak, I'll kick your ass.

So you can't complain. [And he'll give your beak a harder flick, so deal with it.]

Edited 2012-07-19 00:47 (UTC)

[Pecks and little birdie feet flails.]

Don't you complain to me freckled brat.

[And he'll just pry you off his shoulder and hold you you out in front of him.] I'll complain if I want to.