Who: Tsuna, Gokudera, Yamamoto, Ryohei, Xanxus and anyone else~! Where: Outside near the woods and water. When: July 9th Rating: Language warnings only Summary: It's a Vongola camping trip! The Story: ( Boys and Girls be Ambitious! )
Camp set up: Complaaaaining. [Will probably post another for ghost stories?] PS - you saw nothing 8|idkmybfftrashJuly 10 2011, 02:40:20 UTC
Xanxus is just sitting over here in a fold out camping chair like it's a throne, watching the rest of the little shits run around setting things up. God, he hates his life. This is exactly the retarded daycare crap he swore he would not get sucked into here.
He's also got on sunglasses and he's sipping what looks an awful lot like a Tequila Sunrise. Like hell this is happening with him sober.
He eyes that tent going up and removes his classy shades just to glare hellfire and damnation at all individuals under the age of 21 present.
"If you think I'm sleeping in that thing with the rest of you trash you are severely fucked in the head."
He doesn't. And he won't. He'll either sneak back to his room in the night or just nod off in his throne-chair. Let the bears and wildlife just try to fuck with him.
"I'm regretting it more each agonizing second. No. If I ever express a desire to go splashing around with a bunch of braindeads like you just do me a favor and shoot me."
But water does kind of sound amazing right now, considering it's his whole black Varia uniform he's lounging around in and the leather is like a sauna.
Yeah well Xanxus isn't. That issue handled he's just going to put his sunglasses back on, lean back and go back to sipping at his drink. He's really wishing he had an employee here to command to act as a footrest.
The first couple times it's whatever, Xanxus isn't particularly bothered by it. People stare at him all the time. Usually while quaking in fear. But eventually it gets annoying.
"Do you need something trash or just assaulting me with your eyes for fun?"
He's also got on sunglasses and he's sipping what looks an awful lot like a Tequila Sunrise. Like hell this is happening with him sober.
He eyes that tent going up and removes his classy shades just to glare hellfire and damnation at all individuals under the age of 21 present.
"If you think I'm sleeping in that thing with the rest of you trash you are severely fucked in the head."
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"You don't have to if you don't want to. I'm really glad you came either way! Did you bring your swim suit?"
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"I'm regretting it more each agonizing second. No. If I ever express a desire to go splashing around with a bunch of braindeads like you just do me a favor and shoot me."
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But water does kind of sound amazing right now, considering it's his whole black Varia uniform he's lounging around in and the leather is like a sauna.
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"You don't have to swim near us. I bet you can go back and get a raft or floaty ring and your suit and have a great time."
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"I'd rather die from heat stroke. Thanks."
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There's no use trying. You can't bring him down, man.
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He will not be participating in your aquatic shenanigans. Not even fatality will convince him.
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Yamamoto smiles big. He's still glad Xanxus came with them.
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"Do you need something trash or just assaulting me with your eyes for fun?"
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"I wouldn't remember yours if you held a gun to my head, but you don't see me flipping my shit over it."
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Rude.
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