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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:15:21 GMT
Narancia: "... Happy birthday to you... I guess."
Bruno: "Now, Narancia. Be a bit happier will you?"
Abbacchio: "... Domo."
Bruno: "For G--- Abba!"
Abbacchio: "... Happy birthday."
Giorno: smiles a little, offering a gift. "Happy birthday, Princess. I do hope everything goes well for you today."
Mista: "Happy birthday. I'll make sure not to hit you with my pistols. For once."
Fugo: "Happy birthday. We baked you a cake."
Narancia: looks down a little before handing over his radio and running back to his position, crossing his arms to attempt to look cool. "Mm. You can play the music today. On one condition."
Mista: grins darkly. "You have to do /THE/ dance with us~"
Bruno: facepalms into his hand, sighing. Of course that would be the condition. Of course. "You two..."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:15:37 GMT
【♚】 MANA OMG...
I LOVE U SO MUCH IM CRYIG
I WISH I COULD YOU RN 【♚】
She looks up at them all, completely and utterly surprised. Even Abbacchio wished her a happy birthday? They had a cake, and a gift?
She starts to tremble a bit, tears pricking the corners of her eyes....
Before she breaks into the biggest grin she ever could. She can't control her laughter; she's absolutely overjoyed.
She takes the gift from Giorno and sets it down a for a minute, holding up Narancia's radio and ghosting a finger over the 'on' switch.
"You all.. I'm at a loss of words.... Buccellati, everyone, thank you! I didn't think you'd even consider..."
Suddenly, she shakes her head, as if to nonverbally declare her digression.
"Oh, no, enough on that, I'm already tearing up, haha. I think something else is due..."
She finally flicks that switch.
"In other words, let's get this started! Conditions accepted!"
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:15:47 GMT
The Passionne Gang all grinned - or at least smiled and got pumped as much as they could - after she finished her thanks to them. She should have known by now that she wouldn't have had to thank them that much; they were friends, if nothing else. Even if some of them were a bit more pricklier than others.
Bruno sighs a little as he hears the music begin to play. He moved over to the side, Giorno and Abbacchio going out of the way with him so the main trio could do the dance with the young girl.
"Hey hey hey! You guys get in this too!" Narancia called out, dragging the three defectors back into the dance.
The usually quiet Fugo nods his head - finally once in actual agreement with the orange dressed idiot. "Yes.. This is, after all, Ash's birthday. We cannot allow her dance to be half-hearted."
Abbacchio blanched a little at it, the former police officer not pleased in the slightest to do the dance the youngest of the original gang had started. He knew the moves.. It was just... awkward.
"Let's dance!" Narancia shouted, taking main stage with Ash. "Time to start the air guitar!"
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:16:00 GMT
She did know, but it was more than she could ever help. She was so used to the day not being too much, she was just... Overjoyed. These friends meant more to her than she could ever know.
She can't help but chuckle quietly for the poor three getting dragged back in after expressing their awkwardness with the whole ordeal, though, but oh, well.
She sets the radio down and takes a second to pat Abbacchio and Bruno respectively on their upper arms, smiling sheepishly.
"Come on, you big babies. Just one time, and then you can sit out, okay?"
Her lips upturn just a bit wider, and then she runs up with Narancia to center stage, breaking into a full on grin.
"Haha, yeah, let's go!"
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:16:09 GMT
The three of the Passione gang that didn't wish to dance sighed. Well, it was Ash's birthday after all, and if she wanted them to dance, who were they to turn away from her and tell her no? Breathing in, they attempted to fall in line with the others, starting off a little weak - especially Abbacchio - before finally being able to catch up to where they were supposed to be.
Narancia laughed outright, going around behind Ash so she could take up the entire stage. Today was her special day after all, and as much as he adored being in the limelight, he thought that his friend deserved to have that more than he. After all, she was already carrying the dance well - hell, he had even taught it to her himself, the same as he had Fugo and Mista.
"What is wrong, you three?" Mista calls out behind him, smirking a little bit, especially towards Giorno. He highly doubted that GioGio was expecting to be forced to do something like this. Oh well. It was what it was, and there was nothing else to do about it.
Finally, the song stops. Abbacchio is going to be going and grabbing the little orange boy, rubbing his hair mercilessly. "WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO KICK US IN ON THIS?" he growed, narrowing his eyes.
"But it was Narancia, even!" Mista came to his friend's rescue while Fugo, as usual, remained quiet towards the side of them, ready to leap in if he had to do so.
Bruno sighed, unzipping an area between Narancia and Abbacchio. "Come on, children. Let us not fight today. At least, not in front of our guest."
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:16:19 GMT
Being in center stage was definitely something she was not expecting, but hell if she didn't enjoy it! Narancia was really going out of his way to make this perfect. She would have to thank him rather extensively after this was done. He was more of a thoughtful boy than he got credit for, she believed.
She hadn't really taken notice to the three lagging in back at first, though. It was a bit careless on her part, but she doubted Giorno or Buccellati would gold it against her.
Abbacchio was a bit different, though. She honestly wasn't sure how he would have taken it.
But she knew she wasn't expecting him to be all over Narancia suddenly!
When the song stops, she rushes over to them, waving a hand rather vigorously to catch their attention.
"Ah, no, Buccellati--"
She steps beside him, and then walks over to Abbacchio to face him upfront. "Mista is right. It wasn't Narancia who pulled you in. It was me. I wanted you, Gio, and Bruno in on it, too. I'm sorry if I had made you feel out of your comfort zone, Abbacchio."
She ducked her head for a moment, and then slowly looked back up at him with a sheepish grin.
".... But you were cool just now, so don't take it to heart, please."
He probably looked awful. Or maybe he was actually the dancing queen, young and twenty three. Twenty exactly. How old is Abbacchio?
She wasn't paying attention, in all honesty. But she can at least give him the benefit of the doubt...?
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Post by Admin on Jun 1, 2016 19:16:29 GMT
Narancia was about to start ripping people to shreds - or at least he would have if it wasn't for the fact that Ash had stepped right in the middle of them. Normally, he wouldn't have stopped, nor would he had cared who had gotten in the way, but.. there was no way they could harm the birthday girl, of the essential honorary member of the their Gang.
He sighed, shaking his head as the small purple-clothed male listened to her trying to talk down Abbacchio. He should have known that they would have gotten into an argument - if it wasn't him and Fugo, it was Abbacchio and someone else. It was how it always went. They were a family - but a highly dysfunctional one.
The goth appearing former police officer turned his attention to the other, sighing. "I apologize. I shouldn't have gotten as upset as I had," he stated formally as usual, giving her a slight nod of apology. He was not the type to usually give his condolences for anything, but this time, he knew that he was in the wrong. There wasn't a reason for getting so uptight about something that was being done for someone else.
"You were not even looking," he stated, a soft smile appearing on his features. "I was probably awful. I am not accustomed to the dance as the others are." He tended to completely and utterly disappear on everything.
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