18 StarBall || Piccolo ||

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Once again Piccolo was storming through the halls angrily, not like that's anything new for Piccolo. As if YET ANOTHER humiliating defeat in New York, and getting confined once more into the mannor wasn't bad enough, but NOOOOO the author had to make the manor as decorative and obnoxiously shiny as physically possible.

He stormed to his room and glared at the bizzare lighted branch on his door as though it were the source of all his problems. So he eyelasers the thing into oblivion before blowing into his room slamming the door so hard behind him the walls around his door crack. Enter at your own risk, although this is probably the first tantrum he's had without trying to blow the manor and/or a city up. He's improving!]

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[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

[Light is wandering the hallway, trying his best to avoid those damn sprigs of mistletoe that were oh-so-cleverly hidden in between flimsy decorations. His progress was slow however, considering he stopped to check every single door way for those damn plants. It's when he gets to a door with a small crater outside adorned with unidentifiable smoldering pieces of once shiny holiday miscellanea, he stops to read the name. "Piccolo." He smiled. Of course. This time, you're not going to evade my questions. He knocks on the door.]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

Go to hell!

[Sorry light someone isn't in the mood]

[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

That isn't in the Christmas spirit at all, you know.

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

You can take your obnoxious human holidays and shove it! I want none of this!

[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

I don't celebrate Christmas either Piccolo-san. I find all of this incredibly stupid and unnecessary, but since when has the Author cared about our feelings?

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

and since when do I care about yours?! What the hell do you want brat?

[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

Me? I want to talk, Piccolo-san. Or rather I'd like to pick up our conversation from last time. Something happened to Elphaba, and if that's the case, you know just as well as I do that the solution isn't going to be firing lasers at decorations. Perhaps I can help.

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Help? What the hell was that little shit going to do?! Did he honestly think that some tiny whep like himself was going to be able to fix anything?! In a fit of pent up rage he storms to the door, rippes it clean off it's hinges and tosses it behind him. He grabs Light by the neck and pushes him back to the wall before lifting him up and slamming him against it. He doesn't appear to be putting in much of an effort to do this either, if anything he's holding back]

Oh really now? You want to help? You want to try and win the fight that I lost? With your bony shoulders and scrawny arms? Really? Can you even get out of my grip now? You're pathetic. Do you have any idea how simple it would be for me to crack your skull right now?

[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

[Fuck. FUCK. I didn't think that idiot would actually- Am I going to die? Shit. No. NO. There's a way out of this, I know it. There has to be!]

...C-can't talk... if...you...sq-squeeze ....neck-! LET GO!

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo drops him abruptly, then proceeds to loom over him menacingly]

Speak.

[In person]

[1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com]

[Elphaba wasn't planning on coming and stalking you Picco, but guess what? Cracked walls don't go unnoticed.

Approaching his door, Elphaba winces at the amount of noise he's making inside the room, before pushing the door open]

..Hey

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[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Out of reflex he instantly stops beating up on the walls of his room and whirls around, ki-blast formed in his hand. But when he sees her, he loses his focus and the ki-blast sputters out. He swoops over to her and puls her close into a big tight hug]

Elphie! Are you alright?! H-he didn't hurt you did he?!

[In person]

[1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com]

[She recoils a little at the sight of the ki-blast, but soon relaxes when he embraces her. She hugs him back with equal sentiment, nuzzling his chest]

No, I'm fine - I'm sorry I made you worry

Re: [In person]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

No, no, no, I'm sorry. I was weak, too weak to keep you safe! And after I promised that nothing was going to happen to you... you put yourself in harms way to keep me safe... I failed you Elphie... I'm... so sorry...

[he burries his face into her hair taking in the familiar scent. Oh how he had worried about her, and hated himself all the more for not being able to protect her]

[In person] >///< ♥♥♥

[1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com]

[She was glad they were together again, and she was more than happy to stay like this for a while]

Hush..I already told you it's alright

[Taking advantage of the fact that he was a little closer to her level, she pulls away, and gives him a little kiss on the cheek]

You did your best

Re: [In person] XD

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

No Elphie, it's NOT alright! I SWORE that I would protect you. It's my purpose!

[He holds her tighter]

It's my purpose and I failed... something could have happened to you and I would havve been powerless to stop it...

[In person]

[1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com]

[*_*]

Okay, alright..but it was a risk I was happy to take

Re: [In person]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

Well I wasn't! If there's anyone who should be taking risks it's me! You should have just him attack me and escaped! If anything EVER happened to you again... I don't know what I would...

[In person] For this rendesvouz, he's not wearing a turban 8I;;

[1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com]

Of course I wasn't going to leave you-! If there was a chance..If you had gotten hurt, or if you died again..

[With no other way to get her point across without going in circles, Elphaba does the one thing she knows will help~

The antannae are getting fondled. With love ♥]

..Lets both be more careful in future..alright..?

Re: [In person]oh his antennae are always yours Elphie

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

I would have come baa...aa...ck...

[Oh dammit of all the times she had to pull that trick. Look at him try to resist Elphie. He's trying just so hard!]

mmm... still gunna... kill that bastard...

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

[Mamimi leans in]

Piccolo-san? Are you alright?

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Oh his little Mamimi. Well he couldn't let her know he was down and out. Not with as much faith she put in him, He sits up and forces an awkward smirk]

Hey kiddo. I'm fine. Just all this gaudy junk is getting to me.

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

The Christmas decorations, you mean?

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

"Christmas" decorations? Is that what it's called? Well it's not something I've heard about on my world, not that I spend a lot of time around humans anyway.

[f-i-r-e-starter.livejournal.com]

Mm. It's a holiday.