"<i>Bachelorette party</i>!" Kayama screeched with glee. She and Thirteen were dragging Elly along into a private room at a popular restaurant. The cat woman looked nervous and she kept glancing around as if she expected to be ambushed at any moment.
"See? It's not so bad. Look, we even got you a cake!"
Elly's ears snapped upright when she saw the paper mache monstrosity in the middle of the room. She was ceremoniously ushered into a seat of honor close by at the head of the table and a garish party crown placed on her head. "Oh no, Kayama, you <i>didn't</i>..!"
"Woohoo!" The dark-haired woman cheered loudly and slammed a fist down on the table the cake sat on. "Party time!"
The cake crumbled open to reveal Yamada Hizashi - fully in Present Mic mode -- wearing nothing but tight leather pants and a shiny black bow tie. He pointed at Elly with a huge grin.
"Hey hey, special lady! I'm here to get this party started!" The pants must not have been actual leather, because he ripped them off in a split second, revealing a gold, sequin-studded thong. They sailed across the room and, unable to help herself, she stared directly at his crotch which was aimed specifically in her direction. "Any requests, sexy listener?"
"<b>Mic</b>!" Elly yelped in surprise, covering her eyes. "<i>Kayama</i>!" She screamed, laughing hysterically and trying not to flinch away, certain it would hurt the man's feelings.
"What? You told me I had a budget to work with!"
"I said no strippers! I told you that so you <i>wouldn't</i> get a <i>stripper</i>!" She accidentally dropped her hands and screeched when she saw Hizashi had dropped to her level.
"Oh, honey," he said, rolling his eyes dramatically. "I'm not a stripper." He placed a finger under her chin and pulled her flaming face close to his so he could whisper in one furry ear. "I'm a <i>tease</i>."
"<i>Kayamaaaaa</i>!"
"Sheesh! Go with it, girl! I mean, I know it's Yamada, but you could always pretend it's someone more sexy -"
"Hey!" He strutted off the side of the table, jumping with a little hop that made his crotch jiggle in the skimpy thong he was wearing. Elly choked harder and placed her hands over her eyes. "I'll have you know I am a <i>treat</i> -" Here he paused, posing and making what was supposed to be a sexy face at the bride-to-be. To her it looked intimidating, and she found herself clutching at her heart, breathing far too hard.
"A treat?!" Kayama laughed so long she started to wheeze.
"A <i>sumptuous kitty treat</i> for our friend here. I mean, tomorrow she hitches up with Aizawa, of all people." He winked at her. "No offense, cutie."
She sat stunned and unable to respond.
"Awww, see, she's speechless!"
"I sometimes wish you were."
"Pffft. You know you love me. Everybody does!" He tilted Elly's chair back and swung a leg over her, sitting down in her lap. "You wanna sing into the Mic, baby? Get a little karaoke goin'?"
She ignored this, a little frown wrinkling her forehead. "Wait. If you're here, then was Shota spared <i>his</i> party?"
"Yeah, well." He cleared his throat. "He threatened bodily harm if anyone tried to throw him one..."
"I believe what he said was he would disembowel anyone that threatened his getting a full night of sleep on the eve of his wedding," Kayama interrupted.
Hizashi glared at her. "Like I <i>said</i>, bodily harm. Anyway," he continued, "He didn't want one, so I put all my effort into yours instead!"
"Lucky me," she groaned.
Hizashi leaned over so that he was mere inches away - kissing distance -- and he wrapped his arms around her neck besides. "You <i>are</i> lucky, baby. Look at all yer friends!"
She jerked her head to the side where a bunch of her colleagues, female <i>and</i> male, along with a few mixed and others, were now gathered. Not having another party to go to meant they had <i>all</i> went to hers, and she saw with amazement that everyone she knew was here.
And they were all holding their phones out.
Hizashi burst out laughing as they snapped pictures of her in her compromising position. She shook her head, a rueful smile on her lips, as he continued to whoop laughter.
"Nice," she scoffed in a joking tone. Then she gestured at the Voice Hero's scantily clad body and sputtered in exasperation. "How are you not embarrassed?!"
"Me?" He looked down. "I told you, my body is a delectable treat."
"That reminds me! I bought you edible undies for your wedding night!" A package was tossed in her direction.
Elly held it up in front of her face to hide her growing blush. "Thanks, Kayama," she sighed in a resigned tone.
"They're not for <i>you</i>."
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