Time to live it up in here!

[hiken_ace]

Who: Anyone!
What: Marco's surprise birthday party.
When: October 6th, in the afternoon.
Where: Community Housing 3, Room 40
Summary: It's Marco's birthday. Ace planned a party. Need I say more?
Rating: Uh, PG? Since there will be pirates here, I'm hoping not to go above PG-13. PLAY NICE, KIDS.
[Ace wasn't going to go overboard on the decorating. In fact, he had to leave a lot of it up to everyone else since his injuries prevent quite a bit of movement. But soon enough, there were a decent amount of streamers up, and a nice big banner that says "HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARCO". He had to work extra hard to get the cake to look just right. The cake is surrounded by the presents, and there's a few separate tables for food and drinks. Fruit punch for everyone, and some alcohol for the adults and pirates.

Come on, people, this is a party. Let's live it up a little! And don't forget to embarrass congratulate the birthday pirate. Feel free to leave your own comment below, just for mingling, or just doing something silly, or giving Marco your present! Have at!]

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[hiken_ace]

Formal parties aren't really my thing. Suits are too stuffy. [He picks up a drink from the table, but puts it back down after remembering the whole "moderation" thing.]

You're washing my clothes, though.

[fierybluebird]

It included other costumes, but I guess you are pretty identifiable in any state of half-undress.

Oi. It's not that hard to wash out.

[Switches to human and drinks that drink down for you Ace :D]

[hiken_ace]

Hey, you like my state of half-undress. Don't deny it.

That's because you don't have to half the time. [He just watches as you down it.] So, are you just going to drink everything I can't for me?

[fierybluebird]

Mm-hm. [All the deadpan.] You know how I like checking out muscles and freckles. [Okay, he half-assed it. It's harder to joke!flirt when he's still a little distracted missing Robin.]

True, I can just switch it to flames. But I thought you could too. Or do the sparkles stick even then?

[Nod nod and downs another!] Aye. I'm saving you from the evils of alcohol by being a good selfish big brother.

[hiken_ace]

[He smirks back at him.] Well, you can look all you like. [Ace, however, thinks it's because he's a liiitlle drunk.]

No, they stick then, too.

[He pouts a little.] Law told me I can't have much, anyway.

[fierybluebird]

But no touching? How cruel. [Drunk or not, he's forever deadpan yo.]

Really? I need to remember this. And use it for blackmail.

[Nods.] Aye, that's why I'm rescuing you, eh. Besides, which would you rather have? Drunk me or drunk you? Keep in mind, you can have drunk you the minute you're better and I never get drunk.

[Swishes his tail back and forth, totally failing that whole "not drunk" thing.]

[hiken_ace]

Hm... I guess I can make an exception to touching for you. [Ace, however, has to smirk.]

Oh, I have a few more things for blackmail on you, too.

[... Ace is going to have the time of his life with this. Gonna hand you another drink.] Well, then keep on rescuing me. And I don't think I'd mind getting a little drunk after I'm healed, honestly.

[fierybluebird]

[Drinks this one too! And gives a sneaky grin.] Who says I'd stop there?

Eh? Blackmail requires a person being embarrassed or not wanting the public to know though, Ace. [Like him and his love affair with Spring gosh.]

[hiken_ace]

[He leans toward Marco a bit.] Oh, I'd be more than happy to go all the way.

Then I can just bring up the turkey.

[fierybluebird]

[Oh. Drunk Marco fails. He flushes and tries to keep up.] What, like right now?

I'm not a turkey. You're just easily amused a baby. [Attempts to flick Ace's nose but sort of loses balance and thus just makes a vague gesture that implies he would have if he was seeing straight.]

[hiken_ace]

[He's going to take advantage of that, and pull Marco a little closer to whisper in his ear.] Why not? I doubt anyone will notice if we slip off to bed~.

[Except after that failed flick, he's really thinking he should make Marco lay down.]

[fierybluebird]

[Makes an exaggerated shocked face dramatically.]

But what will Shanks say?

[hiken_ace]

Let him think what he wants. Or we can wait until everyone leaves, and go up to the roof. [He blows gently over Marco's ear.] It's a lot more romantic under the stars, after all.

[fierybluebird]

[Reflexively jumps at the warm air on his ear.] Oi. Not the ears. [Points a finger at Ace. Bad little brother!]

[And then he has to blink a few times trying to remember what their game is and the next joke to make in it.] Oh, are we going to be dancing?

[He is REALLY drunk okay.]

[hiken_ace]

[Oh, Marco, you should not have done that. Because Ace is just smirking, and moving his hand up to rub your ear.] Why not?

[He had to try REALLY hard not to laugh when Marco completely forgot what they were doing. Bro, you've had way too much.] Dancing? You know I suck at that. I was thinking of something a little more... pleasing.

[fierybluebird]

[Grunts and waves a hand, trying to bat at Ace's hand.] Because!

Pleasing? I don't know Ace, it's hard to beat dancing.

[hiken_ace]

[HAH, HE'S GOT YOU, MARCO.] You can't deny you like it.

I don't like dancing. I'm horrible at it.

[fierybluebird]

Maybe too much. [Mumbled and slurred, as it is, it's only voiced because of alcohol.]

Want me to teach you~? I'm pretty good, eh!

[hiken_ace]

[Wow, Ace really likes a drunk Marco. TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THIS. He leans up a little, and softly kisses Marco's ear. As if that's not enough, he starts whispering.] Well, I can't say no to an offer like that. I'll be in your care.

[fierybluebird]

[asdlakjsdlksj you are the WORST brother ever Ace.]

[It's a good thing Marco is in a committed relationship and not actually drunk enough to teach Ace a lesson because DAMN no one wants to see that. Except the shippers, always the shippers. EVEN STILL; his knees get a little weak at that before he coughs and drags Ace out onto the "dance floor" of the roof. Yeah, drunk tipsy Marco who can barely hold his own teaching Ace to dance on the roof. No no, nothing can go wrong with that.]

[Oh but no, he's seriously going to teach dancing. Hope you meant that literally Ace, because Marco seems somehow, for once, magically oblivious to the sexual entendre. He's not, and it's killing him not to respond, WHY MUST YOU TEASE HIM SO WITH WHAT HE CANNOT HAVE?! Mainly winning at Gay Chicken and teaching damn whippersnappers not to fuck with him or he'll go literal. Oh well, literally dancing? It's close. But seriously, even drunk other than a light flush from having to resist the gay chicken temptation his favorite game no less! I mean no, that's terrible. Marco is pretty cool as a cucumber about it. Deadpan facade even while grinning like a fool and taking Ace into his arms, teaching Ace how to dance the woman's part. Yeah, this is what you get man. This is what you get. That, and it's almost like trying to learn a foreign language from a drunken teacher. You're gonna wind up with a slight lisp/drunken accent. Only in footwork. At least Marco's good enough not to step on Ace's toes and still avoid Ace's toes likewise.]

Now spin~

[If you blackmail him to Robin he will feign ignorance and insist in deadpan it's all just made up. Like the most perfect impenetrable fucking Grade A deadpan ever. So perfect Ace himself would probably have to believe Marco had no recollection. Which may or may not be true.]

[hiken_ace]

[Normally, Ace would try to do something to keep gay chicken going, but right now he's a little more focused on something else.]

Oi! Why am I learning the girl's part? [Duuuude, he has to LEAD.]

[fierybluebird]

Because you should always let the woman dictate which direction you go.

[Best advice ever. Don't even lie, you know you agree. No but seriously, he's drunk and misses Robin, don't listen to crazy old bird.]

[hiken_ace]

Then if I'm the woman, I say a bed. [He... actually means because Marco needs to lay down.]

[fierybluebird]

[Folds his arms.]

Ace Ace Ace.

You and Robin.

Listen closely. A woman has to at least pretend to play coy. For the thrill of the chase, and that way she can be choosy. Just like I told Robin, you have to act like people must try harder than that to impress you. [Whistles exactly what he taught Robin; "I'm a lady, you have to try harder to impress me" and thus 60% of Marco's problems with Robin were explained right there. He set himself up for it already. But hey, he was at the time just trying to explain bird whistles so that she didn't just copy his slutty low-class ones and instead teach her ones that would fit her personality better. It sort of spiraled from there.]

Besides, how can I teach you the male's part if I have to lead? [Like. Seriously Ace. Get with it.]

[hiken_ace]

[... Marco you are an idiot, and you get a punch in the head for it.] I mean because you're so damn wasted, you need to lie down! Normally, I'd keep the gay chicken going by starting to flirt, but man, you need to sleep off all that alcohol.