Twenty-somethings gotta twenty-something

[mikangirl]

Who: Everyone invited, everyone gatecrashing (technically you're all invited, so...)
Broadcast: Who knows, maybe some drunken texting later on
Action: Iskaulit Pool!
When: 3 July

[It's a party for a narcissistic redhead who likes to be reminded she's alive.  Come celebrate!  Alternately, come sneak in and steal the food!  There's a bar set up for drinks drastically lowered to cost-price or to-be-paid-later-tab, a non-alcoholic punch in case of wandering minors (spike it and Nami will end you) and random snacks.

Oh, and a pool.  Which is heated.  Kind of important, that part.

Step right up, I'm reliably informed we'll have Thor with his shirt off, take pictures while you can.]

Comments

[goldenglasses]

[Vash is blissfully unaware by house close he's come to being dunked again and will take the hand being offered with a smile.]

Wait right there my goddess and I'll get you a drink once I get back to the bar! [Because he still wants to stick it to Ben and be the ultimate bartender.]

[privateeyed]

It's seriously tempting to shove you right back in for talking like that, I'm offended on Nami's behalf.

[he shakes the water out of his hair, much like a dog, then works at ringing out his shirt]

[mikangirl]

[How nice of you to take her hand, Vash! It means that when you're halfway out of the pool, she can just...

...let go. Again. Bye. :D]

You mean like that? [But tbh being called a goddess wasn't insulting at all. Sanji's on her crew. The temptation was just too great to resist.]

[goldenglasses]

[He should have expected something like that. While Vash could have probably salvaged his balance and gotten back out, where is the fun in that? Down he falls with a quick yelp before he vanishes for a moment under the water.

Popping back up with a gasp of air.] Thank you, Princess! [Because clearly Goddess wasn't the right word to go with. It was surely that and nothing else that caused him getting dropped.] For helping me cool down on such a lovely day!

[privateeyed]

[oh my good god Vash]

Ah, he's into that kind of stuff. That explains it. [he says it gravely. Well, as gravely as a deadpan tone can get]

[goldenglasses]

Stuff? [Vash gives Ben a quick glare.] What kind of "stuff" are you implying? [Vash is guessing he won't like it.]

[mikangirl]

Being under the heel of an attractive woman? I mean, I guess it suits you.

[She's mostly trolling now, but she can't help glance over to wherever Kitty is.]

[privateeyed]

If he keeps it up you should charge him. May as well make money if you're giving into his kinks. [yeah he's joining in, sorry not sorry Vash]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash doesn't miss the glance towards Kitty Nami does as he splashes some water towards Ben.] It's not a kink!

I just know all women should be treated like goddess unlike some people. [POINTED SPLASH TOWARDS BEN AGAIN.]

[mikangirl]

This must be a thing blond chefs have in common.

[Absently cheerful. Also she's...leaving, you guys have fun in the pool.]

[privateeyed]

[STEPPING AWAY FROM THAT SPLASH THANKS peace Nami sorry they're being themselves]

It's definitely a kink, dude.

[goldenglasses]

No it's not! [Moving forward and splashing again!! WITH BOTH HANDS THIS TIME! You shall not escape his pathetic splashing!]

[privateeyed]

[PATHETIC SPLASHING SUCCESS. He just stands there and drips cuz god dammit Vash]

The louder the protest the more convinced I am that it is.

[goldenglasses]

Wh- no! That's not fair! If I don't protest then that would be agreeing! And it's not true so I have to protest!

[privateeyed]

If you don't protest then I'll get bored and find something else to do, so actually - [a shrug]

Gotta outsmart the smartasses, dude.

[...] Still convinced, by the way.

1/2

[goldenglasses]

[...






Asshole!]

2/2

[goldenglasses]

YEAH! WELL! [For that Vash does the biggest splash that he can muster, but this time it's not so much to get Ben wet. No, this time it's for a distraction so he can jump out of the pool and rush behind the bar hopefully before Ben knows what is happening.]

[privateeyed]

[IT WORKS cuz Ben is not so keen on getting wet again, and he throws up his arms and tries to dodge back in case it gets to close - and of course Vash is not there when he looks again. Though he does follow the sound of a getaway]

What the fuck?

[goldenglasses]

What do you mean? I'm working. What would you like to drink.

[privateeyed]

[.............]

I don't drink and I don't trust you to make me a drink, so no.

[goldenglasses]

Oh, gosh! Well, I suppose that means you'll just have to go back to enjoying the party then.