CELEBRATION TIMES TWO
Who: gunsnpudding, not_a_bluesbro, and all the people who decide to drop in on their wedding/surprise birthday.
What: A wedding party!! A-and also a top secret birthday party for Wolfwood's 29th birthday. What an old bastard he is.
When: 4:00 PM on the 1st of December!
Where: Seventh Heaven! Sanji you so sweet.
Summary: The two thought a more official celebration of their wedding would be fulfilling. Of course, Wolfwood is not much for the rest of his wife's plans; sad, sad day. But hey, he'll get over it!
Rating: I imagine just PG, or whatever.
[Wolfwood had been sent back to the house by a Milly puppy-face before the festivities began to retrieve the bouquet she liked so damn much, which really wanted much of a problem for him-he was a pretty content guy. The shift was over, he was married, they were all considerably content... Not a bad month, over all. November was a good time to be born.
He'd entirely forgotten that Milly was a slick plotster, who actually kept in mind what he'd told her at Lucetiland. Which is to say, when he returned to Seventh Heaven, it was abruptly dark; it took a split second for him to realize why when the lights all flicked back on and the big girl and company hopped out to throw the usual confetti and cheer. HAPPY 29TH BIRTHDAY + JAZZ HANDS!!
.... `_` To which he stares.
He'd never really had an actual birthday party before. He furrows his brow, throwing a look over to Milly. You really did it, didn't you.
PFFT, but who cares about his feelings of awkwardness! This is a celebration of holy matrimony and holy cripes-you're-another-year-older! The tables all have whatever the hell food you want, and there's a giant pudding cake made juuuust for Milly's sake. Not to mention, dancing music for later, for all you... uh, clingy couples.
Oh, and the wine. Nice wine, and Wolfwood is totally stealing himself the best bottle to keep away from Vash the rest of 'em. Planning on getting tipsy tonight, with all this embarrassment from the b-day half of this day :|. Just don't go getting too drunk, the lot of you. AND LUFFY STAY AWAY FROM OUR CAKE >:^E]
What: A wedding party!! A-and also a top secret birthday party for Wolfwood's 29th birthday. What an old bastard he is.
When: 4:00 PM on the 1st of December!
Where: Seventh Heaven! Sanji you so sweet.
Summary: The two thought a more official celebration of their wedding would be fulfilling. Of course, Wolfwood is not much for the rest of his wife's plans; sad, sad day. But hey, he'll get over it!
Rating: I imagine just PG, or whatever.
[Wolfwood had been sent back to the house by a Milly puppy-face before the festivities began to retrieve the bouquet she liked so damn much, which really wanted much of a problem for him-he was a pretty content guy. The shift was over, he was married, they were all considerably content... Not a bad month, over all. November was a good time to be born.
He'd entirely forgotten that Milly was a slick plotster, who actually kept in mind what he'd told her at Lucetiland. Which is to say, when he returned to Seventh Heaven, it was abruptly dark; it took a split second for him to realize why when the lights all flicked back on and the big girl and company hopped out to throw the usual confetti and cheer. HAPPY 29TH BIRTHDAY + JAZZ HANDS!!
.... `_` To which he stares.
He'd never really had an actual birthday party before. He furrows his brow, throwing a look over to Milly. You really did it, didn't you.
PFFT, but who cares about his feelings of awkwardness! This is a celebration of holy matrimony and holy cripes-you're-another-year-older! The tables all have whatever the hell food you want, and there's a giant pudding cake made juuuust for Milly's sake. Not to mention, dancing music for later, for all you... uh, clingy couples.
Oh, and the wine. Nice wine, and Wolfwood is totally stealing himself the best bottle to keep away from Vash the rest of 'em. Planning on getting tipsy tonight, with all this embarrassment from the b-day half of this day :|. Just don't go getting too drunk, the lot of you. AND LUFFY STAY AWAY FROM OUR CAKE >:^E]