The Chapel On The Ship, Friday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Okay, so there had been a bit of drinking, last night. A little. More than a little. A fair bit. A lot.

Reno and Rikku were totally smashed. Which had led to wacky goings on and terrible fashion choices in a completely handwavey manner involving a horrid Hawaiian shirt, even worse shorts, and one of those hideous fish-ties.

There just so happened to be a chapel on the boat. And, in their particular states of inebriated stupidity and horrible misdress, there had been a revelation...

Weddings totally didn't count if you used fake names, right?

And heck, even if they did, they were drunk enough that it seemed like a very good, very hilarious idea, at the time.

[Open chapel is TOTALLY OPEN. Because... Yes. It must be.]

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Re: The Gawkers!

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka settled into a pew and applauded. Not that anything had happened yet, but he was applauding anyway, dammit.

Then he got up, made sure the people were taping the happy occasion, and paid in advance for a copy.

THEN he sat back down and applauded again.

Re: The Gawkers!

[the_merriest]

"Ponytail!" Rikku slurred happily. "C'mere an' gimme away!"

It didn't matter that they were far past that part of the ceremony. All brides needed a dork in a ponytail to give them away.

Especially ones that had pimp hats.

Re: The Gawkers!

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka frowned. "But... I don't have you, so I can't give you. Besides, I think you already belong to Red."

Re: The Gawkers!

[raspberryturk]

"MINE," Reno agreed, yelling it from across the room.

'Cause he could.

Re: The Gawkers!

[the_merriest]

"Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine," she called back. "Those should be the vows. Mine-mine-mine-mine-mine an' if anyone touches you I'll kill 'em."