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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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[aslkdjaklsdj That tickles! And it shows if the way Marco shivers all over and fidgets, squirming a little is any indication.]

Oi quit it. Copycat. [/Attempts to tsun!]

[He blows more on him! Hah! Take that.] Make me, geezer.

[PECKS and flaps at.]

[AND DROPPING YOU LIKE A HOT POTATO NOW.]

Ow.

[Rethinking his actions up to now.]

Oh, come on, that didn't hurt. [... did it?]

I landed on my tail.

[Gets up and tries to look at it, wandering around in a bit of a circle and flexing it cautiously.]

Want me to kiss it and make it better? [Said with such a straight face.]

[Flat stare and tries to hide his tail from Ace.]

That's gross. Pervert.

[Even straighter face... because he means it.]

[Wow. WOW. Okay, picking you up by the scruff of your neck.]

I was kidding, idiot.

Tail-kisser.

[Oh, he is just going to glare at you.] I'd kick you, but since we're at Nami's party, I won't.

Good. I wouldn't want to embarrass you by having your ass kicked by a bird.

How did we get on this argument again?

Please, I could kick your ass when you're a bird.

Which one? We've had like three.

You cannot. Don't even kid yourself, it's just sad.

This one, right now.

Wanna bet?

... I think we were arguing about complaining. You ticked me off, so I dropped you.

You don't want to be me Freckles.

Wasn't there something before that?

[Have a kick, dear brother.]

Yeah, but I don't remember what.

Oh well. I guess it's unimportant. [Kicks Ace's ankles back.]

Not that unimportant if you're kicking me over it. [Another kick!]

You started it.

You kept it going.

It's my job to finish things.

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