LATE PARTY BECAUSE I SUCK

[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

[After being 20 years younger for a few days, Fear was naturally confused upon waking up and remembering everything that had happened the past three days. He remembers going out to drink with Alek, introducing himself to Pain, and... calling his wife a loud mouthed crazy woman and eating an octopus in front of her. Er, oops. He wonders how she is now; he hasn't been home since he first walked into the room, and last time he saw her she was... not in her right mind. He also remembered that yesterday was supposed to be the day of their party, but seeing as neither of them were in the frame of mind to throw a party... it would have to be today.]

[So instead of going home to his wife like a good husband, he has apparently decided that setting up the party is more important. At least in his defence, he's hoping to surprise her; and he doesn't think she should have to haul ass trying to set things up.]

Aqui vamos nós...

[After a lot of hard work, a few hours later things are almost ready. There are buffet tables on every side of the room, piled high with every kind of food imaginable. In the center table, a huge cake large enough for a grown man to sit inside is sat; of course, there's no actual man in the cake sorry LB but he'd eat it from the inside out. It is decorated with spiders and katamari balls made of icing; because putting icing-octopi on the cake would have been a bit silly, right? Outside the room, Fear is now busy putting up a sign to indicate that the party is over here;

JOINT BIRTHDAY PARTY HERE.
LOTS OF FOOD, MUSIC AND ALCOHOL.]

((Ffff sorry this is late, lover D; But yeah... food and drink and other party stuff. Use your imagination, I'm sure anything and everything goes in here. Feel free to add games and such.))

Comments

[actuallyhornets.livejournal.com]

[Pain sighs and curls an arm around Alek.]

I don't know. I'd ask you to stop sleeping with him, but the room is making it happen, not you. We could try to make it stop, but I don't know how...maybe destroy all the sex rooms?

It's not fair that the Nexus does this to people. To us and to LB and Fear and to everyone else. It's...we should find a way to stop it. I--I wish I could stop it.

We should try and stop it.

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

I do not think you can destroy rooms...

[Still, Pain has the right to say these things so he doesn't protest.]

...Are you hungry? I can make something.

[actuallyhornets.livejournal.com]

We can try, can't we? I don't want to see you miserable. I don't want to lose you.

[He rests his head on Alek's, sighing.]

...I could use some lunch. How about sandwiches?

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

Do not worry, I am not miserable.

[After all, it's not like he doesn't enjoy when he's with Fear. But he doesn't want to explain that again.]

Yeah, okay. I guess I can make sandwich for you.

[actuallyhornets.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[He hugs Alek gently.]

I love your sandwiches.