Room 407: Belated Anniversary Antics Begin Here

[the_merriest]

Rikku was hyper. This was not all that unusual. Rikku was knocking on her Jude-dude's door and singing "Cuban Pete" with the appropriate rumba shimmies. Sadly? Also not that unusual.

She was also really, really hoping that Jude actually snagged her a pimp-hat. She had no bling. Hopefully that could be remedied.

In the meantime: "When I start to dance everything goes, chick-chicky-boom, chick-chicky-boom!"

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[the_merriest]

"I didn't realize you'd be this good at it," she laughed. "You're all 'hi, I'm some chick' and yet you still kinda look like you. Seriously weird."

Luckily, more kissing made everything better.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Still gotta put on my lipstick," Jude reminded her with a little nuzzle and another kiss.

[the_merriest]

Rikku giggled. "Hang on. I can totally do that for you."

She grabbed the tube of lipstick and applied it liberally - if somewhat sloppily - to her own lips before puckering once or twice and then leaning over again. "Here."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Works for me," Jude grinned, and set about the lipstick application with great enthusiasm.

[the_merriest]

There was a great deal of lipstick. Some of it got smudged over cheeks and noses and teeth, and some of it even got on lips. Fancy that.