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Post by Clopin on Dec 15, 2010 22:31:13 GMT -5
Clopin nodded, as he brought the other along with him to the exit. "Congratulations, you two." Larouche said, passing by as they walked. "Thank you, Monsieur." Clopin said, with a smile, as he and Puck continued on to the exit. As soon as they had left the restaurant, the gypsy turned to Puck. "Oh, and I forgot something." he said with a smirk, before pulling the other into a passionate kiss.
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Post by Puck on Dec 15, 2010 22:40:58 GMT -5
Puck melted as their lips met, feeling his knees weakening at the sensation. Recovering quickly, he kissed the other back, holding Clopin close as he ran his slender fingers through Clopin's dark hair. The world could fall down around them, though it wouldn't make any sense at all for all Puck cared at the moment. This had to be one of the best, most romantic night of his life, and he was beginning to feel as though it would never end...
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Post by Clopin on Dec 15, 2010 22:54:55 GMT -5
Clopin was happy beyond all means. This was definitely the best day of his entire life. Everything had worked perfectly, including the singing. And it was there that the pair stood, ready for whatever life was to throw at them, as they would always be together. ------------------------------------------------- A few months later.... Clopin was excited like none other. Today was the big day, the day that he and Puck were to be wedded. And it would be grand, as it was taking place at Notre Dame herself. He smirked to himself as he prepared, wondering who would be the lucky person to force Puck into a dress. "Clopin, come out already! You take FOREVER IN THERE!" a voice said, cutting through his thoughts. The gypsy walked to the door, and opened it to see a disgruntled Taylor Ruse. "Aren't you supposed to be with Puck?" he asked. The young woman scowled as she looked around behind Clopin. "I am, but SOMEONE forgot my car keys in here." she said, rummaging through the drawers. "Your car keys? Why would you leave them in my room, of all places?" Clopin asked, raising an eyebrow at Taylor. "I had to chase Bob in here earlier. Stupid unicorn decided to steal my keys, and leave them in your room." Taylor explained, as she fished the keys out. "Well, here they are. Get ready, because the Warden and Phoebus are already waiting for you." she said, before running out the door. (OOC: Clopin is alone at the moment, so for the rest of you...no creepin'. XD Except for the Warden and Phoebus. And before ANYONE replies, let Puck reply to this.)
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Post by Puck on Dec 15, 2010 23:00:46 GMT -5
Grell stood impatiently outside Clopin's door, frowning as he waited for Taylor outside. "There you are!" He said in a huff, putting his hands on his hips. "We need your help in here. Puck's refusing to wear the dress." "I'm NOT wearing it!" A muffled yell escaped from behind a closed door, resemblant of Puck's voice. Grell rolled his eye, folding his arms over his chest, which was covered by the fabric of a lavish red dress. The shinigami had refused to wear any other color. "What should we do?" He sighed, looking to Taylor. "I don't think that he's gonna do anything of his own free will."
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Post by Taylor on Dec 15, 2010 23:05:55 GMT -5
Taylor rolled her eyes. "I have to chase a unicorn just to get my car keys, and now we have this?" she groaned. With a scowl, she threw the door open, closing it behind her as she stepped forward. "Puck, you're wearing that dress. NO EXCEPTIONS." she said, throwing the dress at him. "Besides, you're the one with the long hair." she said.
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Post by Puck on Dec 15, 2010 23:11:37 GMT -5
Puck sputtered, frowning at Taylor as she threw the dress at him. "That-that means nothing!" He retorted, groaning as he saw Grell follow in shortly after her. The red head rolled his eyes, stepping up to Puck defiantly. "Now look. I would literally kill to get to wear something like that," Grell said pointedly, poking Puck in the chest as he spoke. "Even though I still say that you should have gone with red, 'cuz we all know that you're not pure enough for white. Now, just--put--it--on!" Grell growled, trying to force the dress onto the fae. "Taylor, a little help, please?" Grell turned back at her.
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Post by Dr. Facilier on Dec 15, 2010 23:12:16 GMT -5
(OCC: Puck replied so I take it lexi, facilier and tiana can come in some way now?)
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Post by Taylor on Dec 15, 2010 23:15:04 GMT -5
(OOC: They can, but they're somewhere else in the hotel, getting ready. ) Taylor gave Puck a glare, and lightly slapped him on the cheek. "You can thank me later. Now BE A MAN, AND PUT THAT DAMN DRESS ON." she said. She couldn't help but suppress a laugh at all the commotion. "And he's not pure enough to wear white? Unfortunately, the colors are gold, silver, and white. So he's going to have to deal with it."
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Post by Dr. Facilier on Dec 15, 2010 23:20:27 GMT -5
(OCC: No worries. Thanks ) Lexi was putting on her golden dress as facilier shouted "For God sakes lex. Put that thing on already!" Tiana then said "Don't rush her she too excited as it is" Lexi then went out and tiana gasped and said "Oh, lexi you look stunning!" Lexi gave a happy grin and replied "Thanks tia" Facilier gave a smirk to lexi and said "You ready chere?" Just as Lexi was going to respond they all heard grell yelling and they wondered what was going on.
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Post by Puck on Dec 15, 2010 23:22:09 GMT -5
Puck's eyes widened at Taylor's smack, and he blinked in surprise. That had been a bit...unexpected. Scowling, he took the dress in his hands roughly, pulling it over his head to cover up the pinkness rising to his cheeks. Grell quickly ran around behind him, zipping up the gown with a smile. "Oh, you look absolutely stunning, Puck!" Grell sighed, smiling dreamily at the sight. Puck looked back at him strangely, his face completely red now. Frowning slightly, the shinigami stepped forward, eying the fabric across Puck's chest. "But, we really should do something about that..." He was cut off by a very angry Puck pulling him up by the hair. "Absolutely not. There are limits, Grell," he said through his teeth.
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Post by Taylor on Dec 15, 2010 23:25:11 GMT -5
"Grell. He doesn't need boobs. I think we've put forth a good enough compromise. Besides, YOU don't have them either, no matter how much you convince me that you do." Taylor said with a laugh. "And don't even think about trying to show me. Now then," Taylor said, grabbing a brush, "we need to get the bride ready, don't we?" she asked.
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Post by Lotti on Dec 15, 2010 23:28:17 GMT -5
Of course. It was amazing a cloud of makeup wasn't surrounding Lotti as she pounded on some blush. It wasn't even her wedding, but she seemed to think of it that way. She wanted to a bridesmaid for Tiana, but that never really happened. Then there was that one girl, Helen. Helen never seemed focused on love. More focused on her father. But Lotti couldn't blame the fourteen year old girl for loving her father. In fact, Lotti loved her own dad still, and she was about twice Helen's age! "Helen sugar, are you ready yet?" Lotti asked, putting on lipstick after she spoke.
"Yeah yeah, I'm almost finished in here!" Helen shouted from another room. "Just be patient! Jeez, we'd all think it was your wedding. I can smell that perfume from here!"
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Post by Puck on Dec 15, 2010 23:31:40 GMT -5
Grell narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms again. Puck only rolled his eyes, turning to Taylor to eye the brush in her hand. "Alright, first of all, I'm a groom," Puck said. "I may be in the dress, but please spare me a little dignity." He sighed, watching as Grell stood beside Taylor. "Well, let's get to work," the shinigami grinned. Oh Lord...
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Post by Dr. Facilier on Dec 15, 2010 23:31:47 GMT -5
While they heard puck talking, Lexi coudn't help but be so excited, she was a bridesmaid. Tiana was in her white dress and she gave lexi a hug and smirked "I know how you feel" Facilier just gave lexi a quick hug too saying "So we'll just wait here then?" Lexi said "Yeah, puck's seems pretty pissed about wearing a dress" Then all three just laughed
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Post by Garnar on Dec 15, 2010 23:52:23 GMT -5
Garnar watches and listens to all the exciment and ruckus from his spot on the couch where he lay. "god can they get ready any faster?" he mutters to himself. the golden dog licks at his paws cleaning them 'have to look good' he thinks with a smirk.
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