Happy birthday!

[samson]

Who: Brock, Molotov, people Molotov likes (not necessarily people Brock likes)
What: Molotov's birthday party!
When: Tuesday, 8/7, 2pm
Where: Brock's dumb cabin
Rating: Probably PG?? it is a mystery

Today is Molotov's birthday and she's turning 40 (but don't tell anybody).

Brock had left the cabin doors unlocked so the party guests could filter in and hide before he arrived with Molotov. Or they could just stand around and not hide; Brock didn't really care. As long as people actually showed up, he was cool with whatever.

His cabin was decorated in pretty standard birthday party fare, with streamers hanging from the ceiling and balloons scattered throughout. There was also a table with snacks and a bunch of dumb party hats on it. And there was a lot of alcohol.

Like, a lot of it.

Because what kind of birthday doesn't have an irresponsible amount of booze?

[ hiding!!! | partying!!! ]

Comments

[molotov]

Da. It would have been fine, I probably would have shot Samson first.

[hellshaped]

I guess that's ... better. [UHHHHH]

[molotov]

[She's dismissive.] It would be fine, I have shot him before.

[hellshaped]

[U H H H H]

Oh.

[molotov]

Don't worry! He has deserved it every time.

[hellshaped]

You did it more than once?

[molotov]

Well, we have known each other for nearly twenty-five years.

[hellshaped]

I've known people for that long too, and I never shot at them.

[molotov]

They probably did not deserve it.

[hellshaped]

But you married him...

[molotov]

That does not mean he has never deserved to be shot!

[hellshaped]

[You guys are a weird couple.]

Okay...

[molotov]

Hellboy, the last time I shot him, he had gained a hundred pounds, broken into my office, crawled around in the air ducts, and then fell out of the ceiling on top of me. So he deserved it.

[hellshaped]

[What...]

Nothing about that makes sense.

[molotov]

How does that not make sense?

[hellshaped]

Why would either of you ...

[He shakes his head.] Never mind. It's none of my business.

Happy birthday.

[molotov]

Thank you, Hellboy.