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Characters: Lord Grumpypants, Diarmuid, Diarmuid's idiot brothers, the extended family, and open to their CR and anyone that just wants to drop by.
Setting: Floor 81
Format: Party style, whichever format you prefer
Summary: ~~When two busybodies start plotting, all hell breaks loose.~~ "Waver's Anniversary" (or more informally known as Waver and Diarmuid's wedding party.) It's just a party. Nothing to see here. That cake is white just by... accident... and decorated to match the rings... yeeeeeeep... complete accident.
Warnings: Someone may decide to drown a couple people... who knows.

[In case someone is observant enough to notice, Waver and Diarmuid have been wearing matching rings... and under the disguise of a convenient excuse, that being Waver's one year anniversary in the Tower, Lancer and Reno have thrown a party to celebrate.

Keeping the relationship a perfect secret, of course. It's just a party. Good times, shooting the breeze, card games. Unfortunately, there's no booze. The lounge has been set up with a buffet with food from the Floor Sixty Kitchen, and there's a cake.

The cake happens to be white, and decorated. And that celtic knot decoration may just be matching the rings. Complete accident, of course.]

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[Diarmuid ponders this for a moment before sighing.]

One piece for him and one for my brother. Then you have to promise not to kill them.

[Notice he doesn't mention promising not to make them miserable...]

Those are tough conditions to accept, but I think I can work with them.

You think?

[Diarmuid gives Waver a suspicious look.]

I promise I will not attempt to kill them today.

[Diarmuid sighs, knowing that is probably the best he is going to get. At least the party will be bloodless...]

Give me a minute to find him.

[He nods, disappearing into the crowd until he finds a certain red head and starts to pull him into cake chucking range.]

Sorry about this. Just...don't fight. It's better than being dead...

Wha~? Hey! [Reno's starting to flail because goddamnit he just got his suit repaired.]

The hell's going on?!

Quit squirming!

[MEGATON PUUUUUUUUUUUNCH]

[Except it's not a punch and it's really just a slice of cake being chucked at your face, Reno.]

He promised he wouldn't kill you if you let him do this. Just...let it hit you and stop squirming!

[Diarmuid shifts to make sure he's not the one getting hit.]

I'm trying to be a good brother here!

[Two eyes blink back at them, surrounded by cake and icing.]

...Yeah. Okay. That's it. I'm outta here.

[He's not even going to wipe it off, just turn on a heel and stomp off.]

[Nope. Not escaping that easily Reno. Diarmuid dashes around so that the red head is cut off and puts a hand on his shoulder.]

You wanted us to have some good memories. We are trying to have some. Who needs to lighten up now? Cake washes off Reno...

Oh, come on. You were the one bitching about how I need to lighten up, Reno.

[Reno squints at the two of them.]

Yeah, you're right, Diarmuid. It does wash off.

[And you really, really shouldn't have said that...

Wiping off all the cake on his face, Reno collects it into his hands, acting as if he's going to go toss it in one of the waste baskets...]

Eat cake.

[And then shoves it in both of their faces. Diarmuid first, because Waver is slower.]

[His first instinct is to dodge, but in the end, Diarmuid doesn't because they do kind of deserve it. Instead of dodging, he takes the 'attack' in stride and starts laughing.

And hoping that Waver sees the humor in the situation as well...]

Isn't there some modern tradition about the bride and groom shoving cake in each other's faces? I suppose it is only fitting we end up wearing the cake at some point...

...Oh, fuck me.

[This is a man who has given up on life.]

Edited (ENTER KEY) 2014-03-03 03:39 (UTC)

Oh yeah... speakin' of that. Try the hotel floor.

[What? Honeymoon gotta come next, right?

Whistling, Reno walks off to go wipe the leftover off his face.]

Edited (WRONG ICON) 2014-03-03 03:45 (UTC)

W-WHAT?

[Diarmuid's eyes grow wide and his face turns bright red.]

Reno!

[Pchoooo, right over his head.]

What was that supposed to mean?

[He's not stupid. Just too busy wiping off cake to actually consider things.]

He was suggesting...

[Diarmuid suddenly stops, images of all the horrid ways Waver could NOT kill Reno running through his head.

Nope, not doing that to his brother.]

Don't worry about it. He was just making a joke. A bad one.