Third Floor Common Room of Face-Punching, Friday Night

[the_merriest]

Okay, so lunch had been a wash, and Rikku didn't go around inventing holidays in order to not punch people in the face.

So the third floor common room was crammed full of all the moddable snacks she could get her grabby little hands on, and she'd even made a banner:

Happy Hu Uha Eh Vyhtus Ghufc So Ranedyka Yhofyo!

That was all the warning anybody was going to get.

... Of course, the snacks looked good enough that she'd probably risk a few hits in order to snag some. That was how these fake holidays went, you know.

(OOC: Come one, come all! Remember: snacking means punching in the face. Come for the snacks, stay for the gratuitous violence?)

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[the_merriest]

"A few for Jamie, one for Sokka, oh! And!"

Yeah. She was gonna punch him right in the face.

[dark_slippy_thing]

And yeah, he still figured the cake was totally worth it. And, for as good as he was at not being punched, he found it suddenly painfully apparent that Rikku was far better at actually punching.

Ow.

[the_merriest]

"You okay?" Rikku asked. She had pulled the punch a little, but wow, she should have pulled it more, probably.

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine stared up at her from the floor, then defiantly ate his slice of cake from right where he was before pulling his mask off and inspecting it for damage. Wow. Dent in the face.

Fortunately, his masks were somewhat cushiony.

He stood, chewed, swallowed, and grinned.

"Next time, I suppose I shall have to be angry with you," he decided. "For the time being, it was totally worth it for that cake."

[the_merriest]

"You can have more," she said. "I won't hit you again. I, uh, it was a holiday-thing."

She did at least look guilty about that last bit.

[dark_slippy_thing]

"Oh, excellent," Valentine wouldn't know guilty on Rikku's face if it hit him in the. Uh. Face. "Join me for some cake, then?"

[the_merriest]

"Okay!" Rikku said. "I might get punched but I'm okay with that."

She lowered her voice. "I, uh. Promise you won't get mad?"

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine lowered his voice as well.

"I suppose that depends on what it is I'm not to be getting mad about?"

[the_merriest]

"Oh." Rikku considered for a moment. "Huh. That's a god point. I guess you can't promise until you know."

Which was a bit of a dilemma, as she wasn't planning on telling him if he was gonna yell.

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine yelled a good deal. There wasn't much hope, was there?

"I suppose I can try to hold my temper, then."

Valentine was also a good liar.

[the_merriest]

"Okay," she said, nodding. And believing him. Oops?

"This, uh. It's just that this holiday is kind of recent. For my people, I mean."

[dark_slippy_thing]

"Is that so?" Valentine was quite curious now, passing a piece of cake in her direction. "How recent?"

[the_merriest]

"Very?" she said sheepishly. "Uh. Really .... recent?"

She had at least the grace to turn red.

[dark_slippy_thing]

That shade of red was a blush, wasn't it? That simplified things a little, at least.

"You made it up, didn't you?"

[the_merriest]

Rikku scuffed at the ground with her toes. "I ... might have?"

[dark_slippy_thing]

"I see." Valentine's lips quirked for a moment, then he shoved the cake toward her again. "You aren't eating your cake."

[the_merriest]

"Are you mad?" Rikku's eyes widened. "It was just supposed to be a joke and I did warn you and I've been punching everybody and it's been a crappy week and the cake's really good and I only told you 'cause I felt guilty and if you're mad then yell or something?"

She was so distracted that she was, in fact, going to munch on the cake.

Dim? Yes.

[dark_slippy_thing]

Oh, look. Cake! On its way to Rikku's mouth!

Now, Valentine was not a fighter. He possibly had never thrown a punch in his life.

But there was a first time for everything, wasn't there?

"YOU MADE UP A HOLIDAY AND THEN YOU DENTED MY FACE WITH YOUR FIST!!!"

[the_merriest]

Rikku stumbled backwards, clutching at her jaw, and couldn't help giggling. "That was good!" she said. "I didn't even see it coming! Next time put a little more oomph in it."

[dark_slippy_thing]

"There had better not be need for a next time," Valentine sniffed indignantly. "So, am I going to be able to eat more cake without another fist to the face?"

[the_merriest]

"I already said you could," she laughed. "What about me?"

[dark_slippy_thing]

"You're just lucky I don't tell everyone in the room," Valentine replied with a grin.

He was not at all conniving, really.

"I might be able to forgive you. If you pass me one of those cookies, as well."

[the_merriest]

"Have two," she grinned, handing them over. "And I've been telling people anyway."

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine laughed and took the cookies, shoving one into his mouth as quickly as he dared, lest someone notice him about to eat it and sock him one.

"Did anyone else punch you?"

[the_merriest]

"Sokka and Ino both did," she said cheerfully. "Viva la holiday!"