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Miracle on Luceti Street.

Who: Everybody! (Mostly.)
What: IT'S CHRISTMAS OR SOMETHING.
When: The 19th through the 25th. Feel free to backdate and forwarddate and everydate as you please.
Where: All over the village!
Summary: It's a wintertime jamboree. Go ice skating. Hand out gifts to those you love. (Or want to prank, as the case may be.) Deal with meddling, creepy elves. Kiss a lot of people. It'll be good. Except for the parts where it'll be awkward. But that's what we're here for, isn't it?
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R, I imagine. If you need to play out sexytimes, please either fade to black and take it elsewhere or CLEARLY mark the thread in the subject line. (The former is preferable, but not strictly necessary.)

This is your event catch-all log! Sorry it's a bit late in going up. All you really need to do is mention in your subject line what date(s) it is, so folks know if they're dealing with mistletoe or not. Feel free to set up multiple scenarios, of course. Also, as always, tag your characters!

Here is your event info, and feel free to continue asking questions there if necessary. Now go and make merry!

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[Sanji, don't look so surprised, Perona might get a little bit insulted. B| But the fact of the matter is, she likes Sanji - they're friends now, aren't they? She trust him and enjoys his presence and his company, of course she'd get him a present for one of her favorite holidays ever. Gosh!

But her face begins to light up just as much as the recipient's as he goes through the bag, her grin matching his own when she sees that he likes the clothes. She wasn't sure he would, since they really more her own personal style than Sanji's. But, aaah, he likes them! She's so happy! Oh, they better fit now more so than ever! She'd love to see him in them, he'd look so very handsome and smart...hee. ♥]

You like them, really?! Horohoro, that makes me so happy! I did find them in one of the clothing shops, but I still had to add some things myself, to make them just perfect. I hope they fit you...can you try them on and show me?

[~~Yes, Sanji, take off your shirt. 8')~~]

[Any other time that might strike him as an odd request, but why the hell not? It's the principle of the thing!

And Perona's seen him naked anyway so. 8|

Bag in hand, he retreats to a counter, placing it on a stool and quickly after shedding his pink apron] Just a second, Perona-chan~! [Next off comes the shirt, which he has to tug a little to free the bottom from the snugness of his belt. Boy, is he thankful for the relative warmth of the kitchen suddenly... and that there's no one else around to question why he's stripping.

Not counting the elves, of course. His is busy trying to decide if this counts as an act of kindness or should be filed under scandalous.

Lucky for both of them, Perona's got an eye for this sort of thing. He slides on the shirt without any problems, buttons it up, and goes for the jacket next.]

Well, what do you think? [The tie doesn't quite match, not being custom-made like the rest of the garments, but Sanji looks sufficiently snazzy all the same.] Do I meet your expectations~?

[Despite seeing the chef in the buff once before - which she's tried to and succeeded slightly in forgetting, thank you very much - Perona gives him a little privacy and turns away after a minute or two of...watching. It's just his shirt, she tells herself, and Zoro walks around without his all the damn time. Mihawk, too, when he wears only his long coat. Yet still, her elf is the one that tells her to look away and be polite. And for once, Perona agrees and does as she says.

She waits, then looks over her shoulder when Sanji's finished, her eyes lightly up like Christmas lights themselves once she sees Sanji in such a stunning get-up. Oh, it fits! It fits perfectly! And he looks amazing in it, too! Ah, the red really brings out the soft blonde of his hair, and the black touches up on his rather suave side. Mmmhh~! Yes, it's just perfect!]

Aaah! You look wonderful! It fits, it really fits, I'm so glad! [Have a delighted little hand clap, as she half bounces, half floats on over.] Come into the light, I want to see you better!

[DRAGGING. 8D Where she'll proceed to stand him there and smooth down any creases, turn him around to see from every angle, straighten the sleeves and just...appreciate how...handsome he looks. Hm, very handsome indeed. ♥]

Mmm...

[asldjf;asohf okay, he'll just get dragged along, no big deal. Though this is the first time in recent memory he's been forced to model anything that wasn't a dress (and now he will proceed to wipe that thought from his mind before he breaks down in tears).

Nevertheless he enjoys the attention, as these are clothes he'd actually wear for a change -- even if by the time she's done spinning him around and fussing with the sleeves, he needs a moment to blink the dizziness out of his eyes. But he rights himself, and her obvious approval is contagious.]

Maybe I should have you and Keimi-chan just pick out all my clothes~ [The words just slide right out of his mouth despite common sense warning him Perona has a very particular style she employs, and does he really want to turn into her mannequin?

... Last question being really stupid (c'mon, common sense, get with the program), time to go back to praising]

Thank you so much, Perona-chan~! I absolutely love it!

[Sanji, those are dangerous words to utter to a young woman obsessed with dressing people up to suit her own personal needs and likes. Perona's eyes twinkle mischievously after he speaks, but she...maybe won't take that specifically to heart. Maybe. She'll still get him a few things to make him look nice and elegant and positively spooky-looking. Nggh, Sanji'd fit the refined, dark, sinister type quite well.]

Horohorohoro, I don't think I have enough clothes to dress you with all the time...but I can pick out some nice things from time to time. You'd fit well in my favorite style, Mr. Cook. You hold yourself with class. [And she likes that. With a sigh, Perona puts a hand to her cheek, looking him up from his feet to his face.] Aaah...it does look so good...and the color suits you, too. You look so handsome now, Mr. Cook...

[So handsome she could just...just...kiss him. Yes, kiss him! Maybe she should. He looks well enough for a kiss, right? And he kind of deserves a kiss, for all the kindness he's showed her, and their renewed friendship. A friendly kiss!]

[... Perona why are you looking at him like that.

It's not because Sanji minds that he glances down at her with a measure of uncertainty, starting to blush at the ears from her praise; far from it, in fact. Very rarely does his style so impress the opposite sex he pines after, and it's a nice change. Being called "handsome" does wonders for a guy's esteem.

So maybe Luceti has just forever turned him into a suspicious kill-joy that would give Usopp a run for his money. He isn't sure. But he grins at her while trying to step to the side, give them both some room to breathe...

And finds that his feet are a little reluctant to obey-- okay no, scratch that. They're very reluctant, what the shitty hell. No amount of wiggling or mental barking budges him from his spot.]

Perona-chan, there's-- [He abruptly comes to a stop. The initial warning bells quiet, also having forgotten what the big deal is. Instead, his mind turns to other thoughts as he keeps staring at her.]

[And then he hears giggling.

It's coming from above their heads, specifically, which can't make sense, he assures himself, until he actually glances up and finds his asshole of an elf sliding away from the ceiling light (how the hell did he get up there?!), leaving a piece of mistletoe behind.

... Well, this escalated quickly.]

[The giggling is enough to snap Perona of her stupor as well, and she, too, stares up at the wicked little gremlin dangling mistletoe above her and Sanji's heads. Her own elf, while honestly innocent, has a rather wide grin on her face and she makes a hand motion to kind of....egg the two on. Perona stares at her, then quickly back at Sanji, then down at her own feet.

FGOD FUCK, NOT AGAIN. She's kissed so many people (three thus far) already, does she honestly have to go through this again?! Though of course law and Itachi weren't too bad, just odd, and Perona guarantees herself that no one could be any worse than Smoker, but...nggghh--! Perona glances up at Sanji as some color spreads to her cheeks and she kind of makes a quiet whining sound.

Whyyyy does she have to do this agaaaaiiin? ;~; She's not some hussy, okayokay. Though at least Sanji really does look handsome...and he's a nice guy that she likes...

s-sob.]

A-Aah....

[Y'know what sucks?

Sanji can't in good faith promise to murder his own elf because the sneaky little bastard just produced a scenario in which he must kiss a really hot girl. That's "Wingman" status right there. In fact, while Perona is looking elsewhere, Sanji stares flatly at his elf... and gives him a satisfactory thumbs-up.

Guess he really will be making those cookies later.

Back to the matter at hand, though. Now that he's fully embraced this idea, the only issue that keeps him from gleefully throwing himself at Perona's mercy is how reluctant she looks, and he blushes all the more with an apologetic grin. Perona, why such a killjoy right now? ;;]

Sorry, Perona-chan! [Sorry that this is destined to be awkward. He mutters that word right before angling her head up, along with a promise to make this quick. Then he presses his mouth against hers.

... At least he's not a bad kisser. B|]

[Well, this sure is happening, isn't it?

His apology kind of snaps her back to the present, and Perona feels herself go rigid once she's forced to look Sanji in the eye, his hand on her chin, face descending closer and closer...honestly, she's not sure why she hasn't beaten him senseless yet, or why her breathing had stopped the very instant his lips touched hers. That's not really an expected reaction, and she was so sure she'd outright attack him after - regardless of if he apologized or not. That's just how she operates.

But this is...different. Perona's eyes are squeezed shut, but she does relax after a few seconds - and after realizing just how not bad a kisser Sanji really is. Her shoulders droop and her muscles relax as she just kind of waits out the kiss, and maybe possibly VERY SLIGHTLY JUST A LITTLE BIT kisses back.

A-At the end.

Just the end.

Really. <_<]

[As luck would have it, Sanji isn't the only one working at Seventh Heaven today. Well, to be more precise, Richard wasn't exactly on the schedule, but after certain mistletoe-induced incidents from earlier that morning, he's felt a rather pressing desire to get away from the house before anything WORSE happens. At least in the restaurant he won't end up having to kiss people he not only knows but also has feelings for. It's a small blessing, but he'll take it for the time being.

His bad luck has now transformed into bad luck on Sanji and Perona's end, however, as it just so happens that he walks in right on this scene.

Oh.

Well.

That's vaguely awkward, though he's not sure whether it's more or less awkward due to the fact that the two of them actually seem to be getting pretty into that kiss there.

Now, the dilemma: should he say something, or should he let them have their moment for just a little longer?]

[It's about to get that much more awkward once Sanji realizes through the haze of his own surprise at Perona's gradual willingness that, uh... they're being watched. Which is the only reason he pulls back an inch rather than push his luck for another five seconds, tilting his head to get a look to the side.

Oh... it's just Richard. Staring at them...

*_* Eeeeeyup.

Sanji will proceed to jump back ten feet now] O-oi, knock first or something, damn it!

[Sanji, you done did just left Perona kind of staring blankly at the side of you head for a second there, yup. Her mind had more or less shut down throughout their kiss, and it takes her another few seconds to really get back into the swing of things and react properly. Her motions are slow and lazy at first, as feeling comes back into her limbs and head - her heart being the only thing that seems to be working way over time right now. Why, she hasn't the mind to think of right now.

Once she does finally come back around completely, Perona also turns her head to see their, uh, audience watching from afar and turns away once she's released and chef bounds away. HAHAHA...oh good god, please. Why. Her face lights up brighter than the ovens in the kitchen on max heat, and she even has to pull her hat down over her face in a hilarious attempt to hide it. She doesn't say anything, letting Sanji complain for her, though she goes grumble under her breath, scowling all the way. ~~Ha ha ha.~~]

[HEY, IT'S NOT LIKE HE WAS PURPOSEFULLY BEING A VOYEUR. Not... that he WOULDN'T (probably), but this time was most definitely not on purpose. There's still something awkward about catching one of your closest friends making out with a girl, though. (In part because Sanji's fail with women has sort of reached legendary status by now-- not that he'll ever mention this part.)]

I would have if there happened to be one nearby. Besides, the two of you seemed to be enjoying yourselves. It would hardly have been polite of me to interrupt.

[DAMN RIGHT HE WAS ENJOYING HIMSELF, MONSIEUR COCKBLOCK.

... But neither does he want Perona to hollow him to death for admitting that. TACTIC CHANGE.]

It was because of the shitty mistletoe! [Pointing to it with so much dramatic rage you'd expect a clap of thunder in the background.] I didn't want Perona-chan to be stuck in place!

[No worries, Sanji, it's not you who may very soon become a target for her hollows to turn into a weeping mess on the floor. She bristles instantly at the comment about enjoying herself, mostly because, um, she kind of really was, but she'd be damned if she'll admit it was her own feelings and not those fabricated by the Malnosso's weird powers or something. Really, she's sure that's what it was, and she actually kind of believes that for herself. I mean, she's never honestly been infatuated with anyone for real before. And Sanji's well...he's special to her now, and her friend, but surely nothing more than that! Right?]

And all I was doing was giving a gift! I hadn't planned on staying more than a minute before this happened! If you had been watching, why didn't you stop us before we got under there?! Pervert! [ACCUSING FINGER POINT. B|]

I wasn't watching anything before the kiss itself-- I give you my word on that much. I walked in after there was any chance at stopping what happened.

[He seems sincere enough when he says that, at least. And it is the truth; he'd walked in mid-smooch, so there was no chance for him to intervene. Not that he would have if he could. THIS IS ALL QUITE ENTERTAINING and a good distraction from the events of this morning.]

[If Sanji didn't already have an unfathomable degree of respect for food, he'd probably throw something at Richard's face in retaliation.... but he knows the other to be telling the truth.

This is Luceti, after all - the land of sloppy, uncomfortable make-outs.

Though apparently, even the elves are displeased with Richard's entrance. Sanji's in particular huffs, folding his arms with a pout.]

Boo! Do you know how hard it is to get him to be nice instead of naughty?

Enough out of you, elf!!

[Perona's elf is the one that has to really stop her from throwing four Negative Hollows at Richard for that comment, despite its truths. Just his tone and way of speaking makes her bristle with embarrassed fury and she only relaxes her tense body once she feels her elf tugging at her dress and pleading her not to, chirping that it was just an accident.

She shakes it off with a huff, smooths out her gown, and lifts her chin right up. She is not sticking around just to be made fun of, thank you very much.]

Enough out of you all! If we're through, I'm going home! I did what I came here for, so now I'm leaving! I'm not going to stand around here and be ridiculed for something that was a very unfortunate accident! And by some tasteless clown who could have intervened! [She exhales sharply, sneering. Yeah, she's done. Done with you all.] ...I hope you enjoy your present, Mr. Cook, and have a good holiday.

[She spares him a nod of her head and shoves her way past Richard. Really, it's better than what she could have done, so he's really fortunate. Perona's elf apologizes meekly as it hurries after her, whining that what she did wasn't very nice at all.]

[EXCUSE YOU PERONA he just so happens to like bright colors... oh, you weren't referring to his clothing, carry on.

He certainly looks apologetic enough, moving to the side to allow Perona to storm past without making any attempt to stop her for another apology, as he has enough experience with women to know that there are times when trying to say you're sorry just makes things worse.

... well.

Um.

This is awkward now.]

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