#0269

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walking around the gravestones rock hummed lightly as liang looked through them. waving lightly at some of the ghosts there, nearly tripping over a ghost child’s ball before bumping into his fiance. “oi man-oh wait did ya find em?” he looked over his shoulder finding two graves on the lower portion of the hill as liang sighed. “of course, not very high.” he grumbled as both stood over the two graves, only silence filling the air.

“....so uhm...do we light some incense and bow or, something?”

“i...dunno.” rock looked surprised. “you WHAT!?”

“it’s not like i know THAT much on this stuff i worked in an underworld and was an assassin does it really seem like i researched ANYTHING!?” he replied as rock shrunk up a bit. “....okay gotta point.”

he sighed and moved to walk away. “oii wait a sec we just got here!?”

“i mean, i mostly came here to have you ‘meet’ my parents. we’ve met them. we can go whenever.” he stated as rock gave a confused but annoyed eyebrow raise to him. “were they that bad?”

“i mean, i barely knew either of them.” he shrugged. “i don’t see much purpose in sentimental things.” he looked back to find rock with his back turned looking to the graves. walking up a bit he moved to get back his attention-

“eheh yeah, the feathers are...i guess kinda heritage wise? bbut y’know i can take em off sir i-”

“what’re you doing?” rock paused to look back at him. “oh yeah, this one lady was askin about my feather accessories.” he stated as he took them out letting his wild hair out, wincing lightly at nothing and looking back to the graves. “eheh uh, should i put em back sir?”

liang sighed as he watched. right, he almost forgot bout this ‘ghost seeing’ power. “rock, why’re you letting a ghost determine what you wear?”

“well, i mean i told em we were getting married so y’know, ya dad apparently wants me to...uh ‘look worthy for you’...right sir?” liang’s eyes widened as he hid behind the beefy american. “my...their...why the hell are they here?!” he exclaimed. “should’t they be in...i dunno the afterlife?!”

“well...i mean i noticed a couple ghosts here wearing red and their-”

“figures, now i have to wonder which dumbass put them in red!” he stated as he pinched the bridge of his nose lightly as rock nodded to the graves. “apparently it was one of the only things they had.” he stated as liang grumbled a bit as rock listened more. “what’re they saying now?”

before he even got a reply rock put an arm around him. “oh yeah liang? he’s pretty awesome! i mean, i dunno what either of ya guys saw, but he’s pretty strong and brave, went up to his old mob boss and kicked his pig ass twice.” he smiled as liang blushed lightly. “he’s done some fucked up shit but, y’know, he’s trying his best. and well, trying his best is better then not trying at all, right?”

liang looked away slightly with his face flushing further, looking back to see rock blushing a shade of red. “...are you talking to my mother?”

“wh-i-how-”

“you always turn red around girls.”

“i mean...eheh well...ya definietly get alot of uh...looks from both of em eheh.” he rubbed the back of his neck before moving his arm away to shake someone’s invisible hand. “oh yeah their askin if we can invite em to the wedding?”

“their ghosts, do they need one?”

“liaaaang it’s just common decensyyyy. sides they wanna make sure it’s got a good fifty percent of chinese in it.”

“fifty percent of- what did they think it’d look like?”

“burgers and american flags i guess.” liang sighed lightly at that. “guess i should’ve seen that coming. but very well their invited.”

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as both started to board the ship a thought popped into liang’s head. “rock.”

“yeah?”

“how did you know what they were saying?”

“eheh, well that’s an interesting story. ya see-”