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(Luka's POV)

YES! I'm a genius! Yes i'm a genius! Yes i'm a genie in a bottle, i'm a genius! Haha!, okay. Two down. And one to go! Running back to the table, I saw that the last man was gone, I think Rico was his name. Looking around, I saw my daddy walking over. I ducked under the table to hide and waited till he passed by.

Tugging off his dress suit, I quickly ran my hands over the tears in the suit. They were huge and still tearing, OH I AM VERY DEAD. Looking all around I saw a woman's purse, and looking around some more I decided that stuffing the torn suit in the purse was a good idea.

After hiding the evidence and scaddadiling on out of there, I finally spotted Rico walking over to a food table in the corner of the room. Running over as fast as my legs could carry me, I made my way over to him.

(Rico's POV)

Stupid Antarctic glaciers, stupid party, stupid me! UGH why am I even letting them bother me!? Getting jealous is a mushy gushy feeling, just like in Private's unicorn shows. It's all nonsense!

Taking a few sips of the punch I served myself, I looked around the room, feeling nauseous with my own feelings, after all I was allergic to cheesy things. Suddenly I felt a welcome distraction hit my leg, in reality it was just that kid with the gap in his teeth, Luka I think was his name.

"Hey Rico, sir", Luca exclaimed as he clung to my leg, smiling up at me cheekily. I began to get slightly nervous because I didn't know how to hold a conversation, so I just murmured a hello to him and tried to shake him off my leg. He only laughed as I shook my leg harder, the little parasite still clinging onto me.

As I walked, I looked back over to the table seeing Private and Kowalski join them, immediately having a full smile on his face as he looked at his old friends. My stomach boiled again and I looked away while growling, subconsciously crushing the cup, managing to get punch on the suit.

"Aw, man!", I grumbled, going over to reach for some napkins. I stopped as I felt a tug at my pants and saw the kid point towards… oh man. Private was walking towards me. I got nervous and looked down at the kid, ony to see him smile again and duck under a table. I dove to grab him, but as I looked under the table he was gone! That little devil! He intentionally stalled me by clinging onto my leg!

I growled again, but quickly stopped as I saw Private standing over me. I shot up and gave him a bright smile. He returned my smile and happily said, "Hello Rico!" I waved my hand since I wasn't that big on conversation.

"Were you looking for something?", Private asked as he glanced over to the table.

"Uh, no. No worry bout it", I said dismissively, ruffling his hair with my non-punch-covered hand. But I have a feeling Private caught on to what happened as he saw my drenched shirt and hand.

"Oh dear, Rico lets get you cleaned up", Private said as he took hold of my hand and led me back to the table, probably to get napkins. Seeing all those.. Friends, I was quick to dig my heels into the carpet and cross my arms, grimacing. Or pouting. I don't know, I can't see my own face!

"Rico is something the matter?", Private asked me as he stopped to turn around and look at me. I looked away from him and stared at the table, a low growl rumbling in my chest. Private caught my glimpse and looked back at me, smiling softly, the next thing I knew we were in the bathroom, with my dress shirt off.

Private blotted the stained shirt with paper towels, while I watched. Eventually I looked down at my exposed stomach. I took notice of my abs and flexed them experimentally, Private glanced over a few times and giggled everytime, making me sort of hot underneath the collar. After awhile, Private handed me my clean shirt and threw me one of his famous smiles, "Here you go Rico. And, Oh and look inside the pocket!"

I raised an eyebrow at him a bit suspicious, but regardless dug my hand into the pocket of my formerly wet jacket. He shifted it a bit until he took hold of a…. Card? He pulled it out and saw the nicely adorned card. In simple terms it was fancy and shiny, a bit cheesy, but not to the point to where it made him feel sick.

I opened the card with as much care as I could muster with the excitement I felt and after a considerably large rip on the envelope, I looked back up to private. "Um, sowry."

"Oh no it's fine, just keep going Rico", Private said patting his still bare arm.

I kept opening everything and pulled a small card with a drawing of me with a dynamite stick. Nice. I then opened the card and finally looked at the words on the card. My breath was knocked out of me.

Dear Rico,

Spontaneous-performed or occurring as a result of a sudden inner impulse or inclination and without premeditation or external stimulus. Or in shorter words, you. You are you. Your personality is exciting, you make me smile and laugh on the inside with all your crazy schemes and your charismatic physcotic charm. Even if I look like i'm grimacing in terror and fear of how dangerous the situation gets when you enter the scene, there is never a moment i don't want to not be in your company. You don't take crap from anyone, you don't let anyone get to you and you have always protected this family. Rico, I am so, so grateful to have you in my life. Because without you life would be a bore. We need your spark that sets off the dynamite. I hope one day I can be like you and just cut loose, until then i shall watch the master as he blows my mind.

-With love and admiration

Private

Before I knew it, I had private pressed up against me in a huge bear hug. Of course I knew I was still half naked and squishing him into my muscular chest, but as soon as I felt his arms wrapped around my neck, I could honestly care less about the little details.