Mistletoe Meme

[godofthemachine]

Huh... There's a mistletoe right above you... That's weird, it's Decemb-- oh wait. December is the perfect time to get stuck under the mistletoe with someone. And look! There's a someone else stuck with you under there right now! And, of course, you both can't move until you kiss one another (Of course, not specifying where that kiss needs to happen).

Let's start off December with a little holiday cheer!

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This was lovingly stolen from bakerstreet and I feel like AX needs to celebrate the holidays too.

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Laughing Goddamned Beauty | Nanomachines and Giant Fucking Robots the Videogame

[fuckinghysterical]

[COME HERE FOR YOUR DAILY DOSE OF AWKWARD FOR THE DAY.

She's gonna be even more awkward around other ladies, but tag her anyway.]

[godofthemachine]

[AM doesn't care for LB at all, but she's just a lowly human. Probably amusing to mess with.]

Oh, it's you.

[Spoken somewhat dryly. But now they're stuck together under the mistletoe. At least she has an amazing ass.]

[fuckinghysterical]

[Oh, goddammit.

LB really didn't care for AM either, but she still managed a smile. Though it took a whole lot of effort.]

And it's you, heheh.

But - ah - I think I'm going to -- ahahaha -- I think I'm going to check up on someone, so I'll see you around.

[Oh, she wishes it were that easy, but nope. She frowns once she figures she can't get out of this situation as easily as she hoped.]

[godofthemachine]

[It's a smug look on AM's face that appears when he sees that LB can't actually move from the spot. Well, he can't either but OH WELL.]

Oh? You said you were going to check up on someone. Aren't you going to do that?

[fuckinghysterical]

[Immediately, her smile vanishes when she suspects something.]

...what did you do.

[godofthemachine]

[His smirk increases even though he can't actually move from the spot himself.]

Don't be so quick to assume, my dear. I've done nothing.

[fuckinghysterical]

[Nope, sorry. She's going to keep blaming AM, because he seems entirely too smug for this.

He wasn't really directly threatening her, so she had no reason to attack him, but she still wasn't happy. Like a brat, she just simply crosses her arms and stands there.]

Hahaha, well then unless you want to stare at me all day, you better make-- whatever it is you did go away!

[godofthemachine]

[His smirk is gradually fading, though - actually, more rapidly because he really doesn't like being unable to move. He thought it was amusing for a moment but now it's not.]

I told you, Laughing Beauty, I have done nothing.

[And now he's scowling. Not cool.]

[fuckinghysterical]

[She stares at him for a few more moments, trying to discern if he was telling the truth or not, sighing dismissively afterwards.]

Then what the hell is going on?

[godofthemachine]

Hmph. Well, this ship has played plenty of cruel tricks on us in the past, yes?

[He shifts his feet a bit.]

It's just another one of its games.

[fuckinghysterical]

Trapping people with mistletoe? [She raises her brows, not really buying that story.] I don't know, it doesn't really match up with the typical shit this ship likes to put us through, haha.

[godofthemachine]

[That laughing is getting really annoying again. Punching her might be preferable to kissing her at this rate, though AM has a feeling that an ironic curse such as being stuck under mistletoe would only be solved by following an inane tradition.]</small. Who knows. If I can be granted a human form by this ship, then perhaps it can enchant mistletoe.

[fuckinghysterical]

[How quaint; she feels the same exact way. She narrows her gaze at AM before trying to back away again.]

I am not kissing you.

[idkmybffbloodwing]

[I will take some awkward, thanks. Mordecai is now aware of mistletoe, especially when people are just standing around doing nothing, and spots it before he gets stuck under it with her.]

You got caught under one'a them too, huh?

[fuckinghysterical]

[Sheepishly, she smiles, raising a hand to rub at the back of her head.]

Ah, yes. Hahaha... I'd say that it was stupid of me to get caught, but who the hell would have known this kind of thing would happen?

[idkmybffbloodwing]

Not me, that's for sure. I don't even know what the hell these things're called. Someone's dumb idea of a joke, I guess.

[fuckinghysterical]

[Her eyebrows furrow, but it doesn't last long, because she remembers that he's from a different planet than hers. Relaxing, she glances back up at the offending plant.]

To be fair, it's been a while since I've seen one of those myself. Hahaha -- and here I thought it was just some stupid Christmas time thing people made up.

[idkmybffbloodwing]

[Well then here's one for you.]

What's it have to do with Christmas? Thought that was the one with the presents and the fat guy with the hat. Not these fucked-up plants.

[fuckinghysterical]

I don't know, actually. What people probably don't realize is that the whole tradition started out in Norse mythology. Eheheh... it was the goddess of love, Frigga, that declared that any two humans that should meet under the plant have to, uh...

[Realizing how awkward this was coming out, LB glances away, ducking her head down.]

They had to kiss. And then sometime later, it became a Christmas thing, but without the silly legend behind it.

[idkmybffbloodwing]

[Bah, boring mythology from someplace he's never heard of anyway, big deal. Though there was nothing wrong with having context for the situation, he supposed.]

An' so you're stuck there until someone kisses you, right? That's the word 'round the ship, anyway. I tried to burn one earlier but it didn't seem like that made much of a difference.

[fuckinghysterical]

[LB looks back up, alarmed to learn that not even BURNING the goddamned thing seemed to do anything. Really, hearing that anything couldn't be killed by setting it on fire was pretty alarming.]

Maybe I should be more worried about how you even got fire up on the ceiling in the first place -- hahaha -- but if you can do that, maybe try cutting it up? Cutting things up usually does the trick.

[idkmybffbloodwing]

Don't think I can reach it.

[But hell, let's pull out the sword and see. Except now of course he's stuck under it with her, in the process of attempting such a thing, and the ceiling is still just out of reach. And then he realizes he's trapped as he tries to step back.]

... Chinga.

[fuckinghysterical]

[She flinches back when he pulls out the sword, not because she's particularly afraid of him, but because LB had some really bad experiences with bladed weapons. But once Mordecai does his failed attempt of cutting down the mistletoe and finds that he's not able to step away, LB sighs, rubbing at her head.]

At least the idea was good -- eheheh -- in theory.

[idkmybffbloodwing]

[He frowns and re-sheathes the sword, then shrugs. The plants are annoying, yes, but getting out of their hold isn't hard, just awkward.]

So... When they say a kiss, how much of a kiss are we talking about?

[fuckinghysterical]

[LB gives a small sigh of relief while he sheathes his sword and soon pursed her lips in thought.]

As far as I know, no one ever actually got stuck under a mistletoe... I don't think they ever specified uh how you had to do it either.