Give it up to the master, bitches, for it is I who tinted every piece of glass in this temple pink.
For Reno, I have additional goodwill in the form of my yearly gift of deadly chocolates, this time set to explode. As is his favorite place on the couch.
In the fine upstanding tradition of love and goodwill that been passed down through the years ... I gave Blues exactly what he always say he wants: explosions and lasers. In pink with sparkly hearts. I know he'll appreciate it.
Fenris was hard to shop for. It took me a long time to find him just the right porn and appropriate sex toys. Maybe he'll take it to heart and loosen up a little ... in the biblical sense.
For Nightwing, I've sent quite the scattering of messages across the galaxies in search of his lost love. Somar's gonna be thrilled to hear you've missed him so badly, Wing-o. He'll also be thrilled with the bad poetry I composed in your name.
Kratos. Well. Kratos. I hope you like pink.
Everyone else who I don't live with but I have slept with, I sent you a little special something in the mail. Knock yourselves out with it.
Even I must give a certain level of credit to the individual who managed to tint every piece of glass in my tower pink. That is both more thorough and more devious than simply painting the room.
I know ALL of you too well to eat these wrapped chocolates. Stop tying to feed me tampered food. It is not going to work.
Old man. I realize that you think that sending me false valentines is amusing, but I assure you that you are entirely incapable of pretending to be anyone else.
I do hope you enjoy my valentines. I picked them out on Cahrmel especially for all of you.
I can just SENSE the vibe here. It's literally flying across the room and trying to throttle people on the way. This had better get us some sex. Even if it IS just Kratos screwing Zelos silly when he gets back from ... that place that sucked all our entertainment away.