Omega19x: *Ryou glances down at the book as he wrote down the 'cake' answers.* "Next is... place of marriage."
ph33r my rod: "..." *thinks* "Like... city, country, a certain place, or what?"
Omega19x: "I don't think it matters..."
ph33r my rod: "Uh, okay." *ponder* "It might be cool for it to be on a beach, so I'll pick that, and the uh... stereotypical chapel-thing." *blink*
Omega19x: "Okay... I'll pick... Las Vegas, since that's the first place we kissed... and... we need a bad one... so... the hospital!"
ph33r my rod: *laughs* "Yeah, that'd be a kinda bad one."
Omega19x: "yeah... though it... it could happen... kind of... maybe..."
Omega19x: "Okay, place of honeymoon! Let's see... I'd like to go on another cruise sometime... and... how about that cabin in the mountains you took me to!"
ph33r my rod: "Oooh, okay." *nodnod* "I'll pick... hm. Cairo, and for the bad one, uh... Antarctica." *snerk*
Omega19x: "... been there... done that... brrr..."
Omega19x: *shivers just thinking about it*
Omega19x: "... okay... next is number of children."
ph33r my rod: "Uh... let's go with one and two." *blink*
Omega19x: "okay... I'll say 0 for right now... since... yeah... we're really not ready... Though, we've technically had four... so I'll put four."
ph33r my rod: "Okay."
Omega19x: "Okay... now onto careers. Your job can be first. What do you want to do?"
ph33r my rod: "How about, um. A mechanic, 'cause it'd be easy for me, and uh... I dunno, a hair stylist?" *blink*
ph33r my rod: (( ... There's a download for a "cream puff cake" on this site for Sims 2 stuff. XD *tempted to get it* ))
Omega19x: (ROFL)
Omega19x: "okay... I know you love your motorcycle... maybe you could be a... a motorcylce racer! That would be exciting! And... for the worst job ever... how about... tombkeeper... since that's one you kept wanting to get out of."
ph33r my rod: "..." *shudder* "Yeah, that works..."
Omega19x: "Okay... my job next..."
Omega19x: "baker. Since that's what I'm doing now... and... um... housebishie?"
Omega19x: *writes down his own answers*
ph33r my rod: *smiles* "I think you'd be good working as a preschool teacher or something, since you're good with kids... and uh. You have kind of a hard time dealing with the dead, so... mortician." *blink*
Omega19x: "... okay... yearly combined income?"
ph33r my rod: "Uh... $20,000 and $50,000? That'd be kinda nice..."
Omega19x: "I'll throw in... $100,000 and... we need a bad one... so... nothing?"
ph33r my rod: "Yeah, that'd definitely be bad."
Omega19x: "... okay... place of residence. I say... right here, in Domino City. And... England was nice. I'd like to go back there."
ph33r my rod: *nodnod* "It was. I'll stick Cairo in there too, since it's my home city... and for the bad one, we'll say... uh... Texas."
Omega19x: "... yami would never be able to visit..."
ph33r my rod: "That's why it's bad."
Omega19x: "okay... last one. Type of car."
ph33r my rod: "Motorcycle." *grin* "And one of those VW Bugs I've seen around. Those are kinda cool."
Omega19x: "Okay... how about a... a jeep. That's kind of like a motorcycle with four wheels. And... for the bad one... a... a minivan!"
ph33r my rod: "...that's bad because of the road trip, huh?"
Omega19x: "... yeah.... the Texas residence gave me the idea."
ph33r my rod: "Okay. Is that it?"
Omega19x: "Yeah. Now that we have answers for the categories, we're supposed to pick a number... by one of us drawing stick lines, and the other saying when to stop. I'll start drawing... you tell me when to stop, okay?"
ph33r my rod: *nod* "Uh... okay."
Omega19x: "... starting... NOW!"
ph33r my rod: *watches* "Um. Stop?"
Omega19x: "okay. It's the number 7."
Omega19x: "we then scratch off answers by counting to sevens."
ph33r my rod: *nods*
Omega19x: "okay... Mokuba's not second bridesmaid."
Omega19x: "Rishid isn't second groomsman."
Omega19x: "I won't wear a white suit..."
Omega19x: "And you won't wear a purple tuxedo!"
Omega19x: *scratch scratch scratch*
ph33r my rod: *snerk*
Omega19x: "... not getting married in a chapel."
Omega19x: "You won't be a tombkeeper!"
ph33r my rod: *w00t*
Omega19x: *keeps going down the list* "... we won't have a cake made entirely out of ice either."
Omega19x: "or honeymoon in Cairo."
Omega19x: "... aw... my yami won't be in our wedding... And neither will Rishid."
ph33r my rod: "...aw."
Omega19x: *gulp* "...n...n..no cream puffs?!"
ph33r my rod: "...oh, now that sucks." *pout*
Omega19x: ... and... and the bridesmaid people... one of whom is Honda.... will wear thongs..."
ph33r my rod: *blink blink*
Omega19x: "You'll be a hairstylist."
Omega19x: "The cake will be carrot cake."
Omega19x: "At least we'll live here, and not in Texas."
Omega19x: "... but Mokuba is our flower person/ringbearer..."
Omega19x: "And your other self is your best man!"
ph33r my rod: "Oh, joy."
Omega19x: "... Mokuba's also my maid of honor?"
Omega19x: "And your other self is two groomsmen at once."
ph33r my rod: *blinks*
Omega19x: "We both wear egyptian robes.... while Mokuba nad Honda wear thongs, and Your other self, twice, wears a purple striped suit."
Omega19x: "We eat carrot cake... we get married in the hospital... then go on a cruise."
ph33r my rod: "... That is one weird wedding."
Omega19x: "We have two children... You become a hairstylist, I become a preschool teacher... We make $50,000, live in an igloo here in Domino City, and you keep the motorcycle..."
Omega19x: "... that was a weird game..."
ph33r my rod: "Yeaaaah."
ph33r my rod: "But it doesn't mean it'll actually turn out that way."
Omega19x: "... yeah... it's... not really possible..."
ph33r my rod: *snerk* "An igloo here would melt."
Omega19x: "a wedding without cream puffs? It... just can't happen like that."
ph33r my rod: "Of course it can't."
ph33r my rod: "Ours will definitely have cream puffs." *grins*
Omega19x: "And my yami will be my... um... best person?"
Omega19x: "Not sure what we'd call it."
ph33r my rod: *nodnod*
Omega19x: "... and Isis and Rishid would be there for you..."
ph33r my rod: "Yeah... and Mokuba will probably be too wrapped up in himself to even be there."
Omega19x: "... that's fine by me... He'd... probably just crash the reception...and make a mess of things."
ph33r my rod: "Yep."
ph33r my rod: *smiles* "Don't worry... whenever we get married, it'll be prefect."
Omega19x: "... you think so?"
ph33r my rod: *nodnod* "I know so."
Omega19x: *blush, and wraps his arms around Malik, kissing him gently on the lips* "...It'll be perfect, just because it's us..."
ph33r my rod: *kisses back, hugging him tight* "Yep. That's exactly why."
Omega19x: *smiles*
Omega19x: *and they enjoy the nice dinner that Malik had prepared.*
ph33r my rod: *yay*
Omega19x: (yay for fluffy fun)
ph33r my rod: (( Indeed! 8D ))
Omega19x: (goodnight!)
ph33r my rod: (( Night~ :3 ))