fierybluebird | 3 - [Video] ((In which phoenixes plot for their own amusement))

[Disoriented Marco is snapping out of his post-chip removal coma and mild bird after affects with his eyes blocked off by one of Nami's bras, an egg safely bundled where he thought the communicator would be, and he's spread out on top of Ace's chest where once a fiery blue phoenix was. You can still still some of the fiery down and sparkles left all over the couch and pillow fort that looks like a nest. After some more scrambling, Marco gets the bra off his head and stares at in his hand, still eternally deadpan even about that.]

Well, must have been one hell of a party. [There's a small burst of blue flames about his arms, as he checks something much to a relieved sigh. Then he notices the egg. And that he's straddling Ace. This one's going to take him a while.]

No, even drunk I'm pretty sure I can't lay eggs. [Carefully inspects it for signs of cracks or life, but really it's just a normal hen egg so he wraps it in a scarf and rubs his chin, back to the mystery of the bra.] Now if I can just figure out who you belong to before Ace wakes up, maybe I can bluff knowing exactly what we did. Or make up something more dramatic.

[And THEN he realizes it's been a couple of days and there's some decorations up.] Shit... how long have I been out? I hope I didn't miss Christmas, I didn't get to ask the scientists for pictures or bounty posters of the crew. [That said, Marco gets distracted with an evil grin and apparently devising a plot to put the bra on Ace. With luck, they were both drunk and Ace remembers even less. Doing SOMETHING with the bra, he finds the communicator and shuts it off.]

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{Snick-snort. And it looks like the younger pirate is finally coming around. Those eyes are kind of open, barely slits but you can see the drowsy irises underneath. He blinks a few times blearily trying to get himself to wake up.

Slowly but surely he finally comes around, stretching and yawning. He looks up at the man and after a heartbeat or two he realizes just how they are positioned.

He goes rigid under the other man, eyes widening slightly as he tries to make sense of it. Marco. Straddling his hips. Completely forgetting about the egg and nest of fabric on his chest because. MARCO. STRADDLING HIS HIPS.} A-ah... Marco? What uh--

What's going on?

{Totally not blushing. Shut up.}

[Oh man, with a reaction like that, Marco, being a somewhat evil pirate, CANNOT RESIST. So in perfect deadpan he drawls.]

You don't remember last night? And it meant so much to me.

{At first, he looks completely baffled and slightly hesitant. He remembers drinking and... you being a phoenix and... making himself comfortable. Wait--

You were a Phoenix. How did--

Just kinda... staring at you suspiciously cause he doesn't remember you changing back OR him falling asleep. But he did drink a good deal so maybe he just forgot?}

When did you turn back and what did we do?

[Ah yes, the problem with remembering less than Ace. Still, he'll keep it going for a little longer at least.]

Don't tell me you were asleep. And here I gave you all my best moves.

Wh-what!? YOU COULDN'T TELL!? {And now he's wriggling trying to get free of your weight. Off. Off with you mister! You may be his brother but this has gone far enough!}

I was drunk... I don't remember when I fell asleep or anything! I would remember something like that! {But he somehow doesn't sound so sure of himself. Srsly he has doubts.}

[Marco's actually having trouble keeping a straight face now, but he manages, if just barely.]

That's not what you said last night, eh. [Very accusing tone.] What will we tell our baby? [Fakes shock and horror and hands Ace the egg.]

It-- {Staring at the man and turning another shade of red at the thought of--of--well, saying anything and doing ANYTHING of what was floating through his head with Marco. Curse his imagination.

He stares at the egg though and suddenly the wind is taken right out of his sails. He gives the other an unamused look.} Very funny.

{He's inspecting the egg and holding it up to the light.} ...I think we cooked it.

Guess we really did get too hot last night. {A sly sort of look. Looks like Ace had decided if you can't beat'em join'em. Cause really, if he DID do something with Marco...well, he couldn't remember either way. And really, why the hell not?}

Well, I'm always too hot to handle. After last night I'll give you credit for the same. [Evil flirty grin, still waiting for Ace to call his bluff.]

{Consider your wish granted.} Alright, so since you know so much about last night, then tell me already would ya? Remind me so I can have the memory too you selfish pineapple.

[Spreads hands helplessly.] I have no idea. Last thing I remember is asking Chopper to take my chip out and then I woke up a few days later with an egg I have no idea how we got, and apparently a nest made of clothes. I was hoping you could shed some light on the wild party I missed.

{Just staring at you, completely unamused and flat-like. Not funny man.} ...

{He groaned softly and splayed a hand out over his face exasperatedly.} Luffy stole the damn thing from a chicken and convinced you to try and hatch it... You built a nest out of our stuff.

{Yeah he felt pretty stupid now.} I can only think that... maybe, somewhere in my drunk mind, I thought I could help you with that.

Aww, you wanted to nest with me? Now that's pretty cute Firefly. [Pokes teasingly with a happy grin.]

{Incoherent grumbling goes here.}

So the bra isn't from a hot chick we had a threesome with?

Huh? What bra?

I don't know. [Lies.] One in the "nest" somewhere.

{He wriggles around a bit, sifting through the random pile of clothes, eventually tossing them all off of himself.

Finding nothing he's eying his brother suspiciously. He reaches up to scratch his head, moving his hat a little and totally not even noticing the bra just yet.}

I don't see anything. Y'sure you saw a bra in all of that?

And when are you going to get the heck off of me?

[Climbs off.]

No fun, and I was just getting comfy. [Sticks his tongue out mockingly.]

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