*Stephano's POV*
We all went up onto the roof for some fresh air. Each of us (except for {Name}) had a margarita in a cute little glass. {Name} made them himself/herself with a very good recipe he/she figured out all on his/her own.
Pewdie closed his eyes, and took a sip of his drink. When he pulled it away from his thirsty lips, he sighed, smacking his lips. "You know what bros?," he chimed. "We're so lucky to have each other. I mean, we're all such good friends, and we take good care of each other no matter what."
I brought my glass up to my nose, and took in the orangey-pineapple scent. "We really are," I said. "It feels so good to have each other friends. It's good to know zey all care."
Mr. Chair and Piggeh looked at each other with love. Piggeh smirked, and swiveled his waist. "Yee! I'm feeling good tonight Mr. Chair," he purred. "Mind showing these two hungry lips for some loooove?" Mr. Chair blushed, and giggled shyly. "Only if you behave, sweetheart," he said.
Piggeh stuck his bottom lip out in a pout. "Aww, but behaved it no fun!," he faked a whine. Mr. Chair giggled again. "Ohhh, you know I love you," he purred. "I'll let you be a little naughty." Both Mr. Chair and Piggeh set down their glasses, and wrapped their arms around each other, and pressed their lips together. You could hear their gentle lip-smacking as they started frenching each other. Ah, those lovebirds.
Cry took a little sip of his drink, as {Name} looked at him. "You like it?," he/she asked. Cry nodded. "Yeah, it's really good! You should feel proud you made such a delicious drink," he said. "You want a sip? You are immortal, you know, so there is no age requirement for you."
{Name} shook his/her head. "No thanks," he/she said. "I made it for you guys. Think of it as a labor of love." Cry blushed deeply. "Aww! You're so cute!," he cooed, throwing his arms around {Name}. He/She giggled softly, and wrapped his/her arms around Cry.
Pewds and I peered at each other, both of us with a sweet smile on, and a blush across the bridge of our noses. I rubbed the stubble on my chin, and put an arm around Pewdie's shoulders.
"Pewdie?"
"Yes Stephano?"
"Yeu look pretty tonight."
"Thank you Stephy. You look really beautiful, too."
"Ah, sank yeu."
Both of us were quiet for a few seconds as I scooted closer, and held Pewdie's hand in mine.
"Pewdie?"
"Yes Stephano?"
"Can I give yeu a little present?"
"Of course!"
I grabbed Pewdie's chin, and gave him a little peck on the lips. As I pressed harder, his cheeks turned the pinkest of all pinks.
"St...Stephano that was so sweet of you. Th-thank you."
I smiled. "Sink nozing of it, my cupcake."