Strong Cest (Closed RP for the Brothers Strong)

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Assigned marriage was probably the only way Strong Sad would ever find himself a mate. He had once considered going to India and asking for someone to arrange a marriage for him, but then he started worrying about the type of girl they would fix him up with - or, worse, what if they deemed him unmatchmakeable? Eventually, the worries had gotten to be too much, and he had been forced to strand himself on the roof for an entire week to cheer himself back up again.

Besides, the chances were almost entirely nil that the Indians would matchmake him with Marzipan, so what was the point?

It was also unlikely that the Hat had chosen to do so, but Strong Sad was still holding out hope. Arriving to an empty tent, he proceeded to direct the house-elves to arrange the furniture in a way that would maximize the tent's feng shui, which was another way to say that he had them turn the entire thing into a tai-chi space. Hey, man, he was there first, and his new wife would just have to deal.

He really hoped it was Marzipan. And if it was Homsar, he was going to have to kill himself. Which was actually quite a cheery though - the killing-himself part, not the Homsar part - and so, whistling loudly, he struck a tai-chi pose and waited for his beloved to enter.

Need A Little Help, Please (Closed RP for Sam and Dean)

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