Room 221; Sunday During the Wedding [06/30].

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Prompto had returned to Fandom in the wee morning hours of that Sunday, slipping by room 221 to leave a package all done up to look like it really had been airshipped overnight from Insomnia, and then he went to his room to hide out for a bit. He killed some time with video games, but he didn't check in on his kitty farm yet, because that could raise some flags. Had to be low key. He wasn't here, he was a ghost, just had to wait out the hours until that wedding was in full swing and hopefully, Nina and Vette were gone, so he could slip back downstairs and to the scene of his crime-to-be.

Dragging with him a very large and surpringly heavy duffel bag and a few tools that he'd need to set this all up.

He paused, listening carefully at the door for any sign of activity from within that wasn't sleepy-kitty or jelly-daemon related. All quiet. Good. Eeeexcellent. So he got to work on picking the lock, wishing his was better at it because it was going to be kind of awkward explaining this to anyone who might come out into the hallway unless everyone was at the wedding. But he got in, and he slipped in quickly, and he looked around to hush Foomy and Miss Dozy with a finger to his lips (unnecessary, really; Foomy was just sort of burbling a hello and Miss Dozy was sleeping, of course), and then he got to work.

Vette had said she wanted traps, didn't she?

And so it began.

Cackling to himself, Prompto slipped back out into the hallway, heading back up to his room, where all he had to do now was wait for them to get back, and watch it all enfold thanks to the little lipstick camera he'd included because this? Was going to be glorious and not to be missed.

[[ room modded and boobytrapped with permission! Mostly for the girls and their nice little junk mail glitter bomb, but, hey, if anyone wants to snag him in the hall before he's gone, I'm for it! but SP because I have the ever awesome and excting ~inventory~ tonight ]]

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Vette had not, in fact, gone to the wedding. But there were colors around the island again, and it was summer, and there was ice cream to be had. Ice cream. And then Nina had texted her to meet up with her after the wedding, and so it was the two of them approaching the door, babbling away quite happily about the events of their day.

"Okay, but, I'm not completely clear on human wedding customs," Vette was saying. "I mean, the vow bit is pretty universal, but what was the other stuff about?"

She did not suspect a thing.

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Neither did Nina!

She, at least, was too busy being high on delight from the wedding. It had been gorgeous, it had been perfect, the bride and grooms had been so dashing--

Nina had gotten her hand kissed by a cute girl.........

"Like, which bits?????????? The rings??????????????"

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"The all of it!" Vette waved a hand in the air. "I mean, I'm told Twi'lek weddings are kinda weird and hokey, but they make sense to me."

But how did you even get married without lekku, right?

[bookbeltof_love]

"Okay, so like, I don't know that Fandom weddings are really all that much like weddings back home either, though I think some of it was just--simplified so that everyone was okay with it???????????"

Though Nina didn't really know.

But Nina also didn't think brides usually came out of the sky on harnesses either, so...

"Like, there was no swearing before god or promising to obey anyone," Nina mused, "but ohmygosh, the speeches were perfect, I wanted to cry!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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"The speeches, huh? Okay, speeches, we do," Vette mused. She stepped up to their dorm room door and started rummaging for her key. "So, this wasn't a typical human wedding thing?"

[bookbeltof_love]

"I don't know that there really is a typical human wedding," Nina said thoughtfully. "Like, not in the details????????? Even back home, a Highland wedding is much different than a Warrior Village wedding?????????? It was very much a non-religious wedding, though, which is pretty unusual in my world????????"

It still had been absolutely wonderful.

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"Huh. Okay, that makes sense, I guess. None of them are very, I don't know, spiritual or anything, are they? I don't know them." Which was why she hadn't attended. "But leaving gods and goddesses out of it doesn't sound like a terrible idea, anyway. This is about them, not some higher power, right?"

And there went the key, into the keyhole...

[bookbeltof_love]

"I guess so," Nina said, a little dubiously. She'd never really thought about it. Nina just had always assumed, like, her wedding would involve such things. "Like, it's usually asking a higher power to watch over you and witness your vows and punish you, should you stray?????????????"

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"... That sounds a little extreme, doesn't it? Like, you're throwing away responsibility, if you've strayed it's clearly because your god or whatever wasn't paying attention."

That was one way of looking at it, Vette.

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"What??????????????? No!!!!!!!!!! That's not it," she protested. "Vette, it's more like, like........... it's making a promise, one that you mean to keep, and one that you want a higher power to witness, so that, like, that promise is kept!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Nina didn't really know how else to explain it, just that what Vette was saying was rattling her terribly.

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Vette tilted her head a little bit.

"But... I mean... nobody needs to have a witness to keep a promise," she said, carefully. "That's the whole point of a promise, right? If people can't keep them without help, they shouldn't be making them in the first place."

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina was quiet as she thought about that.

"It's not, like, they need help keeping the promise," Nina ventured. "It's that they want someone to know they're making this promise, so that it's bigger than they are. Does that... that make sense??????????"

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Door unlocked, Vette reclaimed her key and glanced back at Nina.

"I... guess so," she said, carefully. "Like wrapping themselves up in some big, all-encompassing certainty... thing?"

She really didn't do the 'higher power' thing. Sure, had she lived her life on Ryloth, she probably would have. But there wasn't much room left for faith, these days.

[bookbeltof_love]

"Yes," Nina said, earnestly. "Like, people want to be connected to one another, most of us anyway, so when they get married it's like, they want that new piece of their lives to be connected to everything too. To be watched and protected and treasured................"

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"So... it's less, 'keep me accountable,' and more... 'witness how perfect our whole love situation is?'"

Sorry, Prompto. These two would get to opening the door in a minute. Honest.

[bookbeltof_love]

Really!

It was just that weddings were serious business.

"A little bit???????" Nina tried, though that didn't sound quite right either. "It's almost like............ inviting family to your wedding????????????"

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Vette squinted just a little bit.

"Just how chummy are people with their gods, anyway? Like, first-name basis? Do they get invited to other parties?"

Potluck with the gods! Sixteenth birthday with the gods!

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"Some of them???????????" Nina said, not really sure why this was so confusing, honestly. "Like, a lot of religions refer to their god or goddess as 'Father' and 'Mother' so, like, it's not surprising that they'd be invited to things like weddings and births and funerals, is it?????????????"

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Really, Vette was somewhere between genuinely curious about why people even bothered with deities, and Being A Little Shit. It was how she rolled. She hummed a little, and then nodded, like she was finally starting to maybe follow this line of thought.

"Okay, okay, I guess, if someone is the great creator or whatever, 'Father' and 'Mother' do make a certain sort of sense." She opened the door, finally, and ambled on inside. "Probably."

Wait for it...

[bookbeltof_love]

Brat. Brat, brat, brat!

"You're just jealous you didn't go to the wedding," Nina declared, since that was, like, the least sensical option and therefore the one she was going with. And sticking her tongue out at Vette's back as she followed close behind Vette. "Jealous!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And... and...

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And Vette was just in the process of sticking her tongue out right back when--

POOF!

In a burst of glitter and an explosion of junk mail, two girls had managed to trip the booby trap.

...

...

...

"Pbbth."

Glitter in her mouth.

[bookbeltof_love]

There was a long, long moment as Nina--

"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Okay, no, there was no processing that quite yet.

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It was another few long moments before Vette ventured, "Nina? I think we've been booby trapped."

In their own room!

THIS MEANT WAR.

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"Rude," Nina was muttering, mostly to herself, "inconsiderate, this is a new dress, it will never be the same............"

Nina hit the lights.

"This cannot go unrevenged!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

What? That was not a real word? Shush.

[chirpchirpchirp]

"There will be a comeuppening!"

Also not a word.

It didn't matter.

[bookbeltof_love]

"Death!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nina agreed enthusiastically, which was just slightly at odds with her completely adorable appearance and all the glitter.

And she would... probably not actually kill whoever did this. She might, like, just glitter bomb them back, though.

Nina shook her head--it did nothing to help the glitter situation--and frowned.

"Why are there, like, letters in with the glitter???????????"

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"A question for the ages," Vette decreed, did another 'pbbth' for good measure, and then stooped down and picked up one of the leaflets. "... Hot Pepper Monthly. With a spotlight on the hottest peppers grown in..."

She looked up at Nina, and her tone went low.

"Insomnia."

DEATH!

[bookbeltof_love]

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..............................

...........

".................... mail delivery does not, like, usually come with glitter," Nina noted, scooping up some of the other mail.

Yes, yes that was her name on the gossip rag.

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"Mail delivery doesn't usually get left inside someone's dorm room, either," Vette noted, picking up a booklet with neat history tidbits that was addressed to her. And squinting. "Hey, Nina. What address did you use when we got our library accounts, again?"

[bookbeltof_love]

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Sorry, Vette, Nina had just spotted one of the political publications she'd been waiting for and that was--

"Hm???????????" she blinked up from it. "Promp--------------ohmygosh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

[chirpchirpchirp]

"THE CULPRIT."

Prompto, you were so doomed now.

So, so very doomed.

[bookbeltof_love]

"We've got to punish him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

But also smother him in hugs!

Hugishment?

Perhaps.

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Dun. Dun. DunnnnnNNNNNN.

"REVENGE!!!!"

Oh yeah, Prompto. Once you got your paws on this lipstick recording of yours, you'd understand just how doomed you truly were.

Truly.