What happens in Deesuko Ballia...

[seadevil]

Who: The crew of the Katabami
Where: Deesuko Ballia
When: February 1st - Valentine's-ish
What: General crew log
Warnings: Mawwiage
Style: Any
Status: Closed to crew

It's party time on Deesuko Ballia but things get a little out of hand and the brave crew of the Katabami find out that sometimes partying too hard can have serious consequences.

In other words, apparently this is a harem anime now.

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[cherrybombpie]

[Kodachi took the cloth and blew her nose on it - and that just made her hangover feel worse.]

[She flopped against his knees, looking like she was run over by a herd of cattle.]

So we're really married?

[Somehow . . . she didn't feel as bad as she did about it as she had earlier. A smile actually crept onto her lips. Perhaps this wasn't the marriage that she expected, but . . . how bad could it be?]

[seadevil]

Aye, it certainly looks that way.

[At least it looked like she'd calmed down a little. That was a step in the right direction.]

It seems to me you wanted someone to marry you, so that's been taken care of, even if we can't precisely remember how. At least you haven't gone off and married some unworthy ruffian. Drunk or not, you showed excellent taste.

[Getting the chance to inflate his own ego was enough to put a smile on Motochika's face as well. Really, he couldn't think of anyone that he would approve of Kodachi marrying and as her captain he felt no small amount of obligation to make sure she made the best match possible. As he was the best match period, certainly she'd made an excellent choice.]

[cherrybombpie]

[She had to laugh a little at how sure he was of himself. His ego was well-deserved, honestly; so far, he had yet to lead the crew astray, and beyond that, he really showed that he cared about all of them as individuals. He also took all of her crazy antics in stride - even her brother would have nothing to say.]

[She was still confused, but somehow she felt a little better . . .]

Alright . . .

[And then a thought came to her.]

What about sleeping arrangements? Then again, Mr. Ragna doesn't sleep in here with you . . .

[seadevil]

Sleeping arrangements?

[Kodachi had done more thinking on this matter in the past few minutes than Motochika had in the entirety of his life.]

Are you saying you want to sleep in here? There's enough room, to be sure, but...er...that would be enough room for another person, but not so much for...anything else...

[The cabin was very clearly Motochika's territory. The floor was strewn with blueprints and bits and pieces of whatever he was working on, as well as Yo-chan's chew toys and a few balls and bells that he tosses around to keep Pi-chan busy. Empty rum bottles covered the table and his small desk was buried under stacks of maps and other assorted papers. The only area that seemed more or less free of the debris of his everyday life was the bed.]

[cherrybombpie]

[Kodachi thought about it. Well, if she decided to sleep there, wouldn't that mean that Ragna would follow suit? And Mitsunari as well? Not that she knew that at the moment; as far as she knew, she was just the second wife, not the nth.]

[They'd all be cramped, and that didn't sound very pleasant.]

I suppose it won't be too bad if I still stay in my usual quarters - as long as I get to visit whenever I want.

[That's what wives did, right?]

[seadevil]

That sounds like the wisest idea. Otherwise, I'd have to clean...

[He looked around the cabin, wondering when the last time he'd actually bothered with that was. He was used to being cleaned up after, though he didn't mind living amidst his own colossal mess, considering that was what he'd been doing ever since arriving in this world.]

[cherrybombpie]

Do you want me to clean for you?

[Although the idea of it made her feel nauseated at the moment, and she lay back down on her side, rubbing at her head.]

When I feel better, that is. I'm never drinking again - it feels so horrid the morning after. I've never had a headache like this!

[seadevil]

I believe I warned you about that. Or at least I think I did. It seems like I would have.

[Motochika drags himself over to the table so that he can use it for leverage to pull himself up off the floor. He then wobbles his way over to his bed and falls down on it face first and pulls a blanket over his head. Much better.]

Should have warned myself. I blame those pink things. Those were the devil's work.

[What with the being pink and coming in strange layers and being novel enough that they drank them even though they really shouldn't have. Though, to be honest, that was fairly early in the night and they had much, much more after that.]

[cherrybombpie]

You did.

[That part she remembered. It was just that she got so swept up in the fun of it that she'd imbibed way too much for a first-timer. At least it was a lesson well-learned, and she was definitely going to be more careful next time.]

The pink things . . . I don't think they even tasted that good.

[She went on her hands and knees and crept over to his bed, pulling herself onto it and curling up at his side, over the sheets. They were married so that was totally acceptable, right?]

I think I'll sleep here just this once . . .

[seadevil]

[Motochika patted her lightly on the head, then retreated below his blanket, one big lump of misery. Something in the back of his head hinted at maybe it being his place to make some sort of protest, but he ignored it. He wanted to sleep, Kodachi wanted to sleep, and no one wanted to move any farther than they had to. This was the best possible arrangement.]

If Pi-chan wakes you up, tell him to stow it.

[cherrybombpie]

Mmm . . .

[Kodachi smiled to herself as he gave her a pat on the head, and she snuggled up to his back. He was solid and warm, and she was asleep in seconds.]

[Not bad for their first day of marriage.]