I had spent teh entire day at teh hotel with Cara and Nuriko (who spent most of teh time arguing) and was very much ready to get to bed when I walked into my room and saw something... unusual.
At first I didn't recognize what was sitting on my bed so I did what any person in my shoes would do... I screamed at it then prepared to attack it. Only to realize that my screaming had set whatever was on my bed to scream, and give off panicked vibes.
Before I could Agiel teh offending "thing" on my bed I realized just what... or WHO rather was sitting on my bed. Poor Chichiri was tied up in Ribbon with a bow in his hair, on his mouth (and stuck on with what looked to be duct tape) and a very large bow covering his uh... dignaty, and wearing not much else.
"What in teh...?" I mumbled as I TRIED to regester what was going on.
From right outside my room I heard a "HAPPY berfday!" from everyone just before they scampered away leaving Nyan Nyan and Nathan on "guard duty."
I looked at teh monk as someone closed my door with a snicker. "PLEASE tell me you have something on under that... bow." I said pointing to teh bow in question.
Chichiri turned BRIGHT red and shook his head. Panic turned into embarasment in a flash.
"Well then at least tell me this wasn't YOUR idea," I pleaded.
Chichiri tried to say something but his mouth was still covered by teh duct tape/bow.
As soon as I removed duct tape Chichiri began explaining in a higher than normal voice about how he'd been druged to sleep using teh same "drug" that I used on knives and how teh next thing he knew he was being screamed at and not WEARING anything but berfday wrapings. And how Suzaku MUST have sealed his abilities because no matter how hard he tried he could NOT teleport outta teh room.
I tried not to laugh nerviously, and my face was turning BRIGHT pink.
I turned to go get teh monk some clothes from his room when my door wouldn't open. I banged on teh door and yelled, "LET ME OUT! I'm just getting Hojoun some clothes. HE'S NAKED FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!"
I heard teh Nyan Nyan laugh and Cara say, "Deal with it. You SHOULD be able to find SOMETHING to do with him."
I looked toward teh monk who was twice as red as before and looking ANYWHERE but at me. I knew I must have been a similar color.
Quickly I walked over to my dresser and found a night shirt that HADN'T been modified for my wings and threw them at teh monk.
Chichiri looked at me from under teh night shirt. "I'm kinda still tied up here, noda," he said still somewhat embarased.
With a sigh I quickly untied his feet and hands and grabbed a pair of pajamas for myself.
As fast as we could we both threw on teh night clothes. However I got stuck on teh buttons on teh back of my night shirt. Though I was surprised when I felt Chichiri fasten teh two troublesome buttons.
I turned around and tried not to look at teh sight. Chichiri wearing one of my night shirts with a bow still in his hair and another still covering his lower region.
"Thanks," I said not really caring if I sounded embarased or if my face was glowing as red as my wings.
Chichiri nodded and sat on teh bed. "Looks like we're kinda stuck, noda."
I nodded and sat as close to him as I dared not wanting to make this situation anymore awkward than it was.
"At least their heart was in teh right place," I said trying to break teh VERY akward silence.
"Couldn't they have just got you DRUNK like NORMAL people, noda?" Chichiri asked.
"Oh and THAT wouldn't end up akwardly," I countered.
Chichiri, who had just about returned to his NORMAL color blushed again. "True."
After a few more awkwardly silent minutes Chichiri put an arm around me. "I do L-word you, you know, noda."
I smiled and leaned my head on his shoulder. "I know. And I L-word you two." I paused. "I just wish I could get you something more than that nightshirt to wear, noda."
Chichiri laughed. "Happy berfday."
"Thank you, Hojoun," I said quietly.
teh end.