WHO: The Varia (the company) WHAT: Xanxus' Birthday WHERE: The Varia (the building) WHEN: Xanxus' Birthday 10/10 Friday RATING: TBA WARNING(s): IT'S THE VARIA. QUICK GET IN THE CAR. Who knows what'll happen?
"That is not your fucking problem, bitch. And don't you dare wrinkle my shirt!" Lissuria quipped as he slapped Squalo's hand away from his shirt. How dare he touch the diva's shirt!?! Lissuria takes a good look at Squalo's get-up, wondering why he's wearing drab in the middle of this luau. Boots on sand!? Ah-! FASHION CRIME!!
"Didn't you get the memo that this party will be Hawaiian-themed? Oh wait-- You've been busy raping people's offices for your missing manuscripts! I'm quite sure you missed this memo as well." Lissuria raised his brow, cocking his head to a side as he said this in a tone that beckons a cat fight. Bring it on, the diva thought, flipping his bangs in arrogance.
Lissuria is generally forgiving but he cannot tolerate those who have no grace and manners (so unfab!), and people who never seem to get their responsibilities in order. Squalo, for one, has all of this in his package. And this greatly irritates the diva. Thank god Xan-chan didn't place that bitch under his department! Really, he'd claw and punch that face if he makes a mess of the clothes or missed his deadlines!
"VOI," Squalo roared. "I did not, in fact, get any such memo. If I had gotten such memo, I would have set it on fire and shoved it down your throat." He kicked some of the sand out of his way. "I'll ask you again, and you'd better answer if you don't want one of those pineapples smashed over your head. What the hell is all this?" If the boss came and saw this mess... Squalo shivered at the thought.
Ah-hah. A fight between editors? Bel would rather not get involved. "I'll be over there if you need me," he said and sat down nearby, cross-legged, and watched Squalo and Lissuria have a yelling match, while everyone continued to set up the place (the food magazine people were setting up the buffet table with Haru). This was going to be interesting!
"It's a fucking Hawaiian party. That's what it is. If you don't fucking get it, then just leave. Bitch." Lissuria decided to set the forks and spoons and the orchids on the tables, leaving the editor roaring and bitch on his own. Oh please, he won't lose his fab just for that bitter virgin.
Squalo fumed. This was the boss' party, not Lussuria's chance to have a gay day. "VOI, YOU IDIOT!" he yelled, gesturing wildly. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU'RE DOING?! WHOSE PARTY IS THIS??" He was this close to picking up a coconut and throwing it at Lussuria's head. "IS THERE ACTUALLY A BRAIN IN THERE UNDER THAT THICK SKULL OF YOURS, OR WHAT?!"
As much as Belphegor wanted to get those two away from each other, hearing someone say Marmon's name caught Bel's attention. So he stood up and followed the direction of whoever it was alerted him of Marmon's presence. Squalo and Lissuria were grown men, they could resolve their issues on their own.
"OF COURSE THERE IS, BITCH. IN FACT, IT'S A WHOOOOLE LOT BETTER THAN YOURS SINCE I DON'T SEEM TO MISPLACE MY FUCKING MANUSCRIPT IN FRIGGING PLACES AND I'M NOT EXACTLY IN POVERTY JUST BECAUSE OF A LUSH CELEBRATION!!" Lissuria bitched, waving his finger over Squalo's face, mocking him like a black momma scolding her child.
"And don't tell me I don't know who this party is for. Xan-chan needs a holiday. And this is me taking THE holiday to him for his birthday. Really bitch, if you don't let up, you're probably going to end up dying without getting any love."
Squalo made a quiet strangled sort of noise. Lussuria did not just go there. He had not. No way. "You..." he said, almost in a whisper. "You did not just say what I think you said." His voice got louder, until he was almost yelling again. "For your sake, I HOPE that you did NOT just say what I THINK you just said!!"
Haru sighing, seems that no one want to stop the argument between Squalo-san and Lissuria-san. Someone has to do something before the arguments escalating into full blown physical fight. So Haru walked to both of them.
"Squalo-san, Lissuria-san! Please stop fighting, this is a party for the boss! Stop fighting at least just for today!"
Lissuria heard Haru's scream right smack before he even thought of tugging Squalo's hair. The diva pulled away from the editor, turned around, and ignored that noisy bitch.
Stressing over Squalo only meant more wrinkles for Lissuria. And more wrinkles meant more trips to facial surgeons in Thailand. Lissuria couldn't afford to go there again... He's had his fair share of escapades in that damn country.
Lissuria chose to head back to his decorating duties.
"Didn't you get the memo that this party will be Hawaiian-themed? Oh wait-- You've been busy raping people's offices for your missing manuscripts! I'm quite sure you missed this memo as well." Lissuria raised his brow, cocking his head to a side as he said this in a tone that beckons a cat fight. Bring it on, the diva thought, flipping his bangs in arrogance.
Lissuria is generally forgiving but he cannot tolerate those who have no grace and manners (so unfab!), and people who never seem to get their responsibilities in order. Squalo, for one, has all of this in his package. And this greatly irritates the diva. Thank god Xan-chan didn't place that bitch under his department! Really, he'd claw and punch that face if he makes a mess of the clothes or missed his deadlines!
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He kicked some of the sand out of his way. "I'll ask you again, and you'd better answer if you don't want one of those pineapples smashed over your head. What the hell is all this?"
If the boss came and saw this mess... Squalo shivered at the thought.
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"And don't tell me I don't know who this party is for. Xan-chan needs a holiday. And this is me taking THE holiday to him for his birthday. Really bitch, if you don't let up, you're probably going to end up dying without getting any love."
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"You..." he said, almost in a whisper. "You did not just say what I think you said." His voice got louder, until he was almost yelling again. "For your sake, I HOPE that you did NOT just say what I THINK you just said!!"
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"Squalo-san, Lissuria-san! Please stop fighting, this is a party for the boss! Stop fighting at least just for today!"
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Stressing over Squalo only meant more wrinkles for Lissuria. And more wrinkles meant more trips to facial surgeons in Thailand. Lissuria couldn't afford to go there again... He's had his fair share of escapades in that damn country.
Lissuria chose to head back to his decorating duties.
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