Shenanigans!

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[phaselocknroll]

Probably because the bride and groom were a couple of Goliaths- [ you know, the big ones withe the buckets on their heads? ] -from rival bandit clans.

[nostalgiabomb]

... There are girl Goliaths?

[ HARD-HITTING QUESTIONS. ]

[phaselocknroll]

Apparently? Though they pretty much look identical.

[nostalgiabomb]

So how'd you get them together? Flowers? Chocolates? Passed notes in the other's name that said "Do you like me? Check yes or no"?

[phaselocknroll]

Well, they were already together, I guess? They had a baby, anyway. And yes, before you ask, it had a bucket on its head too, and no, I don't know how Goliaths reproduce. I really don't care to know.

But when we got there to help set things up, there was trouble in paradise, so to speak. Things sort of spiraled out of control from there.

[ And she launches into the story about how Moxxi had a recipe for a love potion (for some reason?) that had the Vault Hunters breaking into a distillery and kidnapping the baby among other things for the ingredients. (The baby's tears were needed, not the baby, thankfully.)

And about how the potion worked, but way too well, and the happy couple decided to take of their helmets so they could properly kiss- but we all know what happens to a Goliath when its helmet comes off. They went on a rampage and killed the entire wedding party before the Vault Hunters put them down. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter's silent for a few moments as she finished the story, still overlapping each section of hair in a steady rhythm. Then-- ]

You have the weirdest god damn life, man. Sometimes I feel like you're making half of this stuff up.

[phaselocknroll]

I couldn't make this stuff up even if I wanted to, really.

[nostalgiabomb]

Hey, I dunno. All those books you read? I'd never be able to tell if you were, like, plagiarizing or something.

[phaselocknroll]

I haven't managed to find a book yet that's on-par with the insanity of Pandora.

[nostalgiabomb]

Why don't you write one? Pretty sure it'd be the first of its kind, right?

[phaselocknroll]

Maybe one day I will. Would you like to be in it?

[nostalgiabomb]

Only if you write me as a dashing rogue with a heart of gold, winning the affections of men and women everywhere with a charming smile, ho frequently saves the day with a pithy quip and a wink of his eye.

[phaselocknroll]

Ah, so you want me to write a fantasy story.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He's tying off the braid, but he pauses with an overblown wince. ]

Words hurt, Maya.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She laughs, glancing over her shoulder. ] If anything, I'd write you for what you are.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He arches an eyebrow at her. ]

I'm preeetty sure I nailed the description of myself just now.

[phaselocknroll]

There were one or two minor indulgences.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He ties off the braid at last, sitting back to look over his work. ]

Really? I thought I was spot on, but agree to disagree.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She reaches back to run her fingers along the braid. It's kind of an odd feeling, since she's never had her hair braided before. She turns around to face him ]

Well, how do I look?

[nostalgiabomb]

You? Gorgeous, as always.

I'm not sure we've got enough mirrors on board, or else I'd show you how your hair looks.

[phaselocknroll]

I'll just have to trust that you did a good job.

[ she runs her fingers over it again ] Thank you. It was sweet of you to do this.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ he smiles a little ]

Any time. I don't mind doing it again, if you want. I still should show you how to do it yourself.

[phaselocknroll]

I'd say at this point you have free reign to braid my hair whenever.

But you're right. It's my hair. I should probably learn.

[nostalgiabomb]

I'll show you later. And afterwards, we can paint our nails and talk about boys.

[phaselocknroll]

I'm pretty sure most people would consider it weird to talk about boys with their boyfriend.