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It started at the Saloon in Tumble Town. All the guys but fWhip and Joel were there, sipping whatever Jimmy was selling. No one asked just accepted drinks, dreading what Joel convinced their admin to do - invite all the other participants from Double Life. And yes, only Jimmy and Scott from the five gathered there participated but Sausage, Joey and Pix had good reasons to not be happy. Keeping things clean around a whole empire was not an easy thing, and it would mean they would have to spend the whole day at home, not building or doing anything fun until the tour passed them.

So they all his away at the saloon while fWhip and Joel were away and not able to stop them from getting drunk.

"Last time I saw Pearl I blew myself with a whole monologue, I'm not yet ready to talk about it..." Scott whined kicking at the bar. "I'm sure Jimmy's loving that Tango will visit," he grinned at the sheriff who whined and hid under his hat.

"Noooo, I really could do with him forgetting I ever existed," he grumbled baring his vex teeth. "Joel's going to be an embarrassment..."

"All the booze you have here is not enough," Joey groaned. He, Sausage and Pix only heard about it but it was enough to make them hate it. And they saw the shirt.

"That's why I filled his toy shack with vex," Jimmy grinned raising his glass.

"Good one," Pix chuckled. "But what if they come out during the tour?"

"Then he'll really regret missing with flesh-eating fairies," Sausage chuckled. Even if he shared custody of a child and exchanged dirty jokes with the god, he was still annoyed.

Jimmy nodded and grinned. "Lads. How about an old-school pub crawl?" he proposed and everyone looked at him with brief shock. "Law-approved pub crawl," he added before anyone could say anything about his role in their world.

"Can we have a pub crawl with like two locations?" Joey asked finishing off his current drink. "Dawn has like no alcohol. None, nada. Nothing."

"And fWhip's Drip has cave river water listed as a drink, not going back there," Sausage shook his head. 

"I should probably go..." Pix started but Sausage stopped him by literally picking him up. 

"Come on Pix, hang out with us, you don't have to drink anything," the protector asked squeezing him in a strong hug.

"Yeah. You need to relax man," Joey nodded, followed by Scott and Jimmy assuring Pix he didn't have to have any more alcohol if he didn't want to.

"I suppose someone should be sober here..." Pix sighed.

"Eh, we'll see if I get even buzzed tonight," Jimmy giggled in a very vex way. "Maybe if we clear everything here, at Chromia and in Sanctuary..."

And the night started. Jimmy pulled out a barrel of something stronger than what was usually served. Pix quickly gave up on no more drinking and joined in, taking a shot of whatever Jimmy pulled out - it was not a good idea. Sausage had to smack his back for a good moment as he choked on the mysterious, dark brown liquid. At least he got good applause for his trouble.

Once the barrel was empty they flew to Chromia. And decided to not fly much more too soon. 

Owen served them colourful little drinks that were a lot stronger than expected. Jimmy showed no signs of being even slightly drunk as he sipped the local gin selection to Scott's joy. He was slowly getting drunk but not as bad as Pix. He needed Sausage, who himself was getting more and more unsteady and giggly, to almost carry him to the boats they were taking to the Sanctuary tavern.

Joey, even if he was swaying more than the sea itself, surprisingly managed to steer them correctly, even with Scott almost capsizing them as he tried to get under Jimmy's shirt.

"You should have just asked," Jimmy giggled opening all his buttons. "Say, Sausage, how is being married to Joel?"

"What? We're not married. We simply share a child? It's weird," Sausage shrugged. Pix was almost completely in his lap, dozing off and mumbling to himself about emeralds. Normal.

"Get him on a boat and I can marry you two," Joey offered. 

"Can you marry me and Jimmy?" Scott asked, looking up at Jimmy with a dopey smile.

He was clearly very drunk but all of them, save maybe for Jimmy, were all very drunk. And thought the idea was great. Even extended it to where not only Jimmy and Scott would be getting married. Joey married all other four to each other... 

"With powers vested in me by the law of the sea," Joey was completely winging it. "I announce all four of you husbands. You may kiss, just don;t flip the boat," he ended and took a swig from his rum bottle. Where he got it from was a mystery no one felt like investigating. Too busy exchanging kisses as the pirate giggled. "And I announce myself married to Rum, the best alcohol out there," he chuckled and took another swig.

Just in time to dock at Sanctuary and stumble their way to the tavern.

The next day, fWhip, Joel and the guests they brought along found the five of them in the Sanctuary tavern. Scott and Pix were both passed out. Pix cuddled to, well, almost lying on top of Sausage, whose shirt was mysteriously gone. And Scott on top of Jimmy, wearing nothing but the sheriff's shirt. The blonde's hat was gone, resting on top of the allay flying about the place. Scott's hat was covering the sheriff's face as its owner snored into his chest. Joey was humming sea shanties, half-sitting half-lying on the gar, leaning on a support. His hat rested on his knee and no shirt, it was somehow over the rafters. Only Scott had a shirt on actually, fWhip noticed as he walked closer to the mess.

"Hello," Joey waved at them and shook his bottle. "My wife's empty..." he sighed. "And sorry Joel, Sausage is married now, you were late," he said and fell off the bar while laughing.

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Jimmy, Scott, Sausage, Pix and Joey were all sitting in the Tumble Town saloon, commiserating about a certain idea Joel had and somehow convinced fWhip to go along with. In all honesty, it mostly impacted Jimmy and Scott. What was that 'great and amazing' idea? Inviting other participants of a certain 'Double Life' death game, hosted by a certain watcher the two of them participated in. They both hated watchers. For different reasons but still.

Jimmy really didn't want Tango to see his secretly vex-infested town. And Scott could live without seeing Pearl that quickly after blowing himself up in front of her. So much for 'til Tilly do us part'... And he had such a good speech. Damn Joel and his Etho-obsession.

For others, the biggest problem was... that they needed to keep their areas even more presentable than usually. There was so much backstage stuff in their world. Scattered papers in secret parts of builds. Boxes of materials scattered about the server while they landscape and build new parts of their show. So damn annoying, but... worst of all.

fWhip expected them all to behave and be at their bases for the tour. Did he just meet them? It was impossible to keep them behaved and in one place for too long. And everyone knew that fWhip would be just as angry and upset as them if someone asked it of him.

"That's it, I'm bringing up the stronger stuff," Jimmy announced finishing another, probably his eighth drink.

"How are you not even tipsy yet?" Sausage asked. He was barely on his third but unlike the sheriff he was sipping and not doing shots.

"It's very hard to get me drunk," Jimmy grinned pulling out a barrel from the back. "That's why I'm the sheriff."

Scott giggled from his spot. He was probably the only person that knew Jimmy was secretly a vex. A bigger and smarter than usual vex who small vex listened to. He could see the small wings behind the sheriff's back and his tail. And how much sharper than normal his teeth were. He found it incredibly attractive. "It's hot," he giggled earning himself a glare from the sheriff.

"Makes you wonder who between me, Sausage and Jimmy can hold their alcohol better," Joey wondered. He settled on sipping from his almost endless bottle of Rum. Shelby was yet to replicate the result with any other beverage container.

"What about me and Scott?" Pix protested but the water in his glass and barely one drink finished made it look sad. Scott would not argue that he was a lightweight.

"Pix, Pix, Pix, we're light weights, don't argue, just enjoy the show of them getting drunk," Scott grinned pulling him into a side hug. Pix was very much questioning why he agreed to sit next to Scott.

"Now that you said it I'm curious too," Sausage hummed.

"I say it's between the two of you for a second," Jimmy chuckled finally pouring himself a glass of suspicious dark liquid. What alcohol looked like that? "We'd probably have to bar-hop across the whole server to get me drunk at all..."

They were all silent for a while. "You want to bet? The winner gets the bragging rights for the rest of the season," Sausage grinned back pushing glass to Jimmy.

"I'm in," Joey raised one hand, also pushing an empty glass to Jimmy. "And I'll at least try whatever that brown stuff is."

"It's moonshine and I'm in so you two better get ready to be losers," Jimmy grinned and poured the two of them his 'moonshine'.

"But why is it brown?" Pix asked simply looking at it. He was quite aware of his limits, even if he hated to admit it. And somewhat scared of whatever Jimmy was secretly brewing out of his sugar cane.

"It just is," Jimmy shrugged. "I didn't put anything weird in it, promise," he was mostly looking at Scott as he said it. "I can pour less for the two of you," he chuckled.

Scott nodded and with a beaming smile pushed his empty glass to the sheriff. Pix joined him with an eye roll. "Fine, but I'll be leaving soon," he sighed. He wasn't even fighting Scott leaning on him. There was no point in it with how clingy and touchy he was.

Jimmy giggled and passed their glasses back with very little of his mystery moonshine. "I mean... we could always have a bar crawl, annoy Joel and fWhip a bit," he shrugged leaning back and drunk most of his drink. Sausage and Joey joined him but quickly dissolved into coughing. 

"How? Jimmy, how? Just what is wrong with you," Joey coughed out, recovering a bit faster. This moonshine, if it even was moonshine, burnt more than the nether air.

"Not my fault you two can't handle good drinks," he shrugged. 

Scott giggled. "We should totally do that pub crawl. It'll be so much fun!" 

Most of them were into the idea but Pix was... well... Pix.

"Come one, Pixy, you don't have to drink anymore if you don't want to," Scott pouted. "Just hang out with us and relax for one night? No planning dungeons and things."

Pix sighed. A part of him was feeling wounded that people doubted his ability to drink. Even if they were mostly right. And one night of relaxing and hanging out with his friends would not hurt him and his projects. "Fine. I'll stay," he said and pushed his glass to Jimmy. "One more and I'm done drinking though, someone needs to be sober here."

"Come on Pix, we'll be fine," Joey waved him off and took another, a more careful sip of his drink. It still burned but this time he was ready.

With a huff, Pix slammed most of his drink at once. It was a mistake and lead him to a lot of coughing.

"That's not what I meant!" Joey panicked as Sausage smacked Pix's back to help him recover. "Pix?"

"I'm fine," Pix breathed out. He did not sound okay. But he did dissolve into giggles.

Others exchanged looks before applauding his survival. The pub crawl was on.

They stayed in Tumble Town a bit longer, finishing the 'moonshine' barrel. Everyone but Jimmy was showing the first signs of getting a bit drunk. Pix and Scott a bit more than others but they could still walk and fly to Chromia. They decided to skip Dawn's tavern to not accidentally wake Gem and the Drip since they were still a bit angry with fWhip.

Once they landed in the land of colour and flowers it became a lot more apparent how drunk Pix was already. If not for Sausage catching him he'd land flat on his face. Painfully.

"You okay?" the protector asked.

"Yesh," Pix giggled leaning on him. Apparently, Pix got dumb when drunk. "You're so strong," he carried on giggling as Sausage lifted him to bring him into the tavern, lest he stumbles on his own feet and breaks his nose. 

"Aww, Pix is getting princess treatment," Scott pouted leaning on Jimmy. Joey made the smart decision of not standing near Pix or Scott. 

"Pix is not drinking anymore," Sausage chuckled as Pix continued marvelling at his, almost completely covered, physique. He was mostly mumbling but at least he was awake.

"Pix is getting only water for the rest of the night," Jimmy corrected, leading Scott to his own tavern.

Once in Scott took off his one hat, put it on one of the armour stands and reached for Jimmy's just to have both his wrists grabbed and be restrained by Jimmy. "No. Touching. The. Hat." the sheriff warned as Joey and Sausage chuckled. Everyone knew not to touch Jimmy's hat but it did not stop Scott. Not in the slightest. He always tried to grab it whenever it was within his reach. 

"Hello Owen, I brought friends," Scott smiled at the lama behind the bar. It only made a slightly, assumedly, affronted noise and drinks started making themselves... "Strong stuff for the Sheriff, he's a special guest," Scott giggled as Jimmy stuffed him into a seat. He instantly moved to be next to Jimmy once the sheriff sat down. He left the hat alone. "No running from me," he pouted leaning into Jimmy.

On the other side of the table, Pix got super clingy with Sausage. Whining and complaining whenever the other tried leaving him alone. Eventually, very quickly, Sausage gave up. Joey just giggled. happy he had no one interrupting his rum drinking.

Owen's drinks, even if they were fancy, pretty and full of colour were nothing to scoff at and Scott was soon quite drunk. Sneakily, in his mind, undoing Jimmy's buttons. Pix was fully relying on Sausage to sit at all even if he was given non-alcoholic stuff. Joey only drank his rum. Jimmy looked perfectly sober as he ignored what Scott was doing to his clothes. As long as the hat was left alone he did not care what Scott's hands were up to.

"Jimmy, how the hell are you still sober? Are you faking it?" Sausage asked. At this point, he was no longer fighting Pix's desire to touch him up.

The sheriff hummed for a second, wondering how to answer. "Eh, I might as well say it," he decided and let his vex wings and tail show. "Getting a vex drunk is hard," he grinned showing his teeth.

"Wow..." Joey said and took a swig from his bottle. "Neat."

Sausage nodded. "So when you say you don't need handcuffs..."

"I mean I'll send smaller vex at you if you annoy me enough. There are some in the toy barn actually, a little surprise for Joel," Jimmy snickered with an ominous giggle doubling his voice. 

"That's... actually a good prank," Sausage chuckled. "Where did you even get them?"

"My hat," Jimmy said as if it was obvious. Seeing their doubtful faces he took off his hat and whistled. One, single vex peeked out before vanishing again. "They're a bit shy when not attacking people."

"That's why do not touch hat?" Pix mumbled staring at where the little fairy just was in Jimmy's hat.

"Yeah, if anyone else put the hat on they'll bite them until it's back with me," the sheriff explained, playing with Scott's hair. It was always so well taken care of, soft and smelling like nice flowers. "fWhip's actually my 10th deputy. The vex are deputy two too nice with Norman being the number one," he giggled perfectly matching the ghostly giggle.

"You should laugh more, it's cute," Scott hummed leaning into Jimmy. He really liked having his hair played with and sheriff's slightly sharp nails scratched so nicely.

"I think you mean, borderline creepy," Joey corrected. "Not that there's anything wrong with creepy, but... I have it enough with my ex being a skeleton and wanting me dead. A bare skull would not be a good look for me," he groaned at the ex-part.

"It's fine, I know it's creepy, I actually prefer when people are scared instead of when they try to annoy me on purpose," he glared at Scott who just giggled. "Nothing to say?"

"Only that I'm sad you've got no handcuffs," Scott shrugged.

"Wait. Scott knew?" Sausage asked, a drink halfway to his mouth. He had nothing against vex, especially ones as civilised and nice to drink with as Jimmy. Even if there were at least eight vex living in his hat. Fairies and magic went hand in hand, did they not?

"I know how to keep a secret," Scott grinned, winking with his right eye. A little hint never hurt anybody.

They chatted a bit more about stuff. Joey told them about his adventure in the skull cave and how his crew mate was recovering well thanks to Shelby's potions. There was no risk of him turning undead with some curse so that was a big relief. Sometimes reality and the story just melted so nicely. Like there was never a divide. Probably only fWhip knew how that worked.

By the time he was done, they were considering moving to Sanctuary. They left it for last since Sausage promised them a good breakfast.

"Okay, I need to use the bathroom and we can go," Sausage grinned. Pix was now fully laid out on his lap, dozing off already. "Pixy? Just a second and I'm back," he promised as Pix whined at the loss of his cushion.

"I'm hot," Pix complained sitting up to stare dumbly off into space. "Like... how is it so warm here?"

"We have a lot of attractive people here," Joey joked. It earned him a disgruntled lama noise from Owen, the magical lama bartender as the official title they gave just tonight him went.

"Take your shirt off if you're too warm," Scott giggled, undoing the last button of Jimmy's shirt.

To Pix's drunk brain, tossing his shirt off in a random direction was a sound idea. He only gave Jimmy a light heart attack when he almost fell off the bench as he fought the dark blue fabric. And when Scott joined in undressing. Somehow he survived undressing and was very happy with himself when Sausage was back.

"And just what might have happened to your shirt?" Sausage asked once he was back. He didn't bother sitting down, they were all getting ready to leave. Namely, Jimmy grabbed Scott and Pix's discarded shirts.

"I was too warm," Pix hummed as he was picked up.

Sausage just chuckled as they followed Scott to where his boat was (I chose to make boats bigger because I can). It was a small sailboat but still big enough to fit all five of them comfortably. Joey was obviously steering, once they managed to get in without anyone landing in the water. Even when drunk he was surprisingly competent at steering. Scott mumbled something about Joey's swaying evening out with the oceans, much less clear but the sense was there.

"I read somhere, that captains can marry people," Pix slurred out from where he was, once again smothering Sausage. "Ish that true?"

"I mean," Joey shrugged. "In some places it is true, I'm not sure how law," he grinned at Jimmy, holding a slightly sea-sick Scott, "looks at it here."

"I say you can as long as it's on a boat," Jimmy shrugged, grinning widely. He was the law so whatever he said was the law was the law. If anyone had a problem with it, Joel could meet his vex deputy squad.

Joey was silent for a short while. Staring at his endless rum bottle. Then he suddenly grinned widely. "With the power bestowed on by the law himself and the sea, I declare me and my bottle of rum married. And that Joel can suck it if he has a problem with it," he announced. Loudly with a very serious expression. Before dissolving into laughter and taking a big swig or rum. The equivalent of a kiss? Eh.

Pix was the first to react. Clapping loudly to celebrate the new couple. Scott joined soon after and Sausage too, as well as he could while holding Pixl. Even Jimmy clapped a little around Scott, he was still the soberest in their company. Not that he regretted having a chance to see his friends act like absolute morons...

"Can you marry me to Sausage's tits?" Speaking about friends being morons... Pix would never say it while sober. 

"Why just my tits?" Sausage pouted.

"Joel... you two have a kid?" the archaeologist pouted back.

"There was never any marriage talk at all," Sausage admitted with a sigh. "Eddie gave me some crap for it, actually." (this is where the author dropped trying to figure out any logical explanation for server mechanics and stuff)

"Can I marry you then?" Pix instantly lit up. "Joel had his chance," he giggled.

"Noooo if you two are married I can't flirt with Sausage!" Scott protested. "And... and we can't mess with Jimmy..." 

"Why don't I just marry all three of you?" Jimmy offered tightening his grab on Scott to stop him from moving too much and flipping the boat.

Sausage, Pix and Joey stared at Jimmy blinking. "YES!" Scott yelled, grinning widely. "Guys? Guys?" he batted his lashes at Sausage and Pix. Pix nodded enthusiastically and Sausage shrugged back at him. With how crazy the night was it could as well just happen.

"Very well then," Joey chuckled. "With the power bestowed on me by the law himself and the sea," he somehow managed to remember the formulae he said earlier. "I hereby announce the four of you husbands. Please do not capsize us when you kiss, which you can do now,"  he finished and took a mighty swig of Rum. 

Scott eagerly kissed Jimmy while Sausage was very careful with wiggling Pix. Once he was done with the sheriff Scott pulled Pix into a kiss. Jimmy looked at Sausage and without any warning pulled him into a kiss by the collar of his shirt. before pushing Scott to him and pulling Pix to himself. "Swapsies," he chuckled.

Joey watched the show with an amused smile. Occasionally glancing at the nearing shores of Sanctuary. "We're coming upon the shore friends, remember to collect all your belongings from the boat," he announced slowly pulling them into port, where a bunny man was waiting for them, raising his eyebrow as Sausage lifted Scott out of the boat.

"Hi Eddie," Sausage grinned a bit sheepishly. "I kind of got married," he admitted taking Pix from Jimmy. Just to be a good husband.

"To?" Eddie asked looking over the five men.

"To Scott... and Jimmy... and Pix..." Sausage mumbled, quieter and quieter. 

"Why don't you have bunny ears?" Pix asked, completely missing the tense atmosphere.

"I'm adopted, you know it," Sausage sighed but it was too fond to even fake him being upset. "So um..."

"Joel dropped Hermes off, the kid is already asleep, don't be too noisy," Eddie sighed shaking his head. There was an unmistakable smile tugging on his lips. "And. Congratulations on being married. I'll come by the tavern in the morning to see how much is left."

"I'll be left," Jimmy chuckled lifting whining Scott. Apparently sitting in a boat was tiring.

Eddie chuckled and left. He didn't even say anything about one of his sons-in-law being a vex.

"Let's go and celebrate our weddings," Joey giggled patting Sausage on the back. "Nice ears," he added.

In fact, there were two bunny ears, perfectly matching the hair on the protector's head. And a certain sheriff was giggling a lot. 

"24 hours, don't worry," Jimmy assured with a grin as Scott giggled. Pix tried to grab Sausage's new ears, also giggling.

With a sigh, Sausage led them to the tavern. The somewhat sober part of his brain was glad it was far from his house. 

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To absolutely no one's surprise, Jimmy was up first. Having a staring contest with Hermes. With Sausage's head in his lap. Scott and Pix were cuddled up to their host. Scott, was wearing nothing but Jimmy's own shirt and Pix's was in the box Jimmy tossed everyone's clothes into.

"Hello mister," the kid grinned.

"Hi..." Jimmy hummed, wondering where Eddie might be. He was never good with kids. "Your dad's asleep at the moment..."

"I can see it. Are you his friend?" the kid asked not moving from the bar stool he was on when Jimmy woke up.

"Something like that. I'm one of his husbands, actually... One of..." Jimmy hummed gently moving from under Sausage's head. "You hungry?"

"Does it mean you're my dad too? And yeah... What's for breakfast?" the kid answered, tilting his head. 

Jimmy might not care much for the creepy demigod child but he was also of a belief that children should not go about without breakfast. "We'll have to wait for him to wake up to know what I'm to you," he chuckled as Sausage mumbled something in his sleep. "And as for food... I'll see what he's got in the kitchen," he shrugged and went to the kitchen stretching and grabbing his hat as he went. A great idea hit him for keeping the kid occupied for now. With a whistle a vex peeked out of the hat. "Keep the kid busy, no biting or you're a snack," he said in the vex language.

Hermes' eyes were wide as dinner plates as a little 'fairy' flew up to him to start braiding his still messy from the night hair. "You talk to fairies? That's so cool," he beamed as the Vex chirped a very off-tune melody.

The sheriff chuckled. Kids were very easy to entertain. "You like pancakes? I should have all I need for pancakes," Jimmy called out.

"I love pancakes," the kid smiled. "How did you get married to papa?"

"By a drunk pirate, on a boat. Those two are married to him too and to me..." Jimmy giggled pulling out all he needed. He had no intention of cleaning whatever mess he would make. "But not your other dad... Are they even married?"

"I have no idea," the kid shrugged. He didn't seem too bothered about his parent's relationship status.

"So loud..." came Pix's pained voice."Hello kid, your dad's a great pillow," he mumbled.

"Are you my dad too?" Hermes asked as the vex chirped in annoyance as it had nothing to tie the kid's hair with and did not want to annoy Jimmy by just tying the hair itself.

"What?" Pix yawned sitting up and looking about for his shirt. "Where's my shirt?"

"In the box, honey," Jimmy giggled peering from the kitchen. "We're married, by the way, you, me, Scott and Sausage I mean. By Joey," he grinned. "I'm making pancakes."

Pix looked over at Sausage, shirtless, and Scott, only wearing Jimmy's shirt with his ass almost out. And sighed. It was a happy and loving but still tired sigh. "That's... not the worst thing that could have happened," he shrugged and got up, chuckling as Sausage mumbled and wrapped himself more around Scott. He didn't move at all, only snored a little. With a yawn and stretch, he located the box of clothes, Scott's pants were haphazardly tossed over it. Deciding he was good without a shirt he sat by the bar leaving a seat between him and Hermes. "Jimmy? Why is a vex here?" he asked, finally noticing the little creature.

"Don't worry, he's one of mine," Jimmy hummed walking out the back, vex wings and tail on show, with a cup of tea he gave Pix and a glass of juice for the kid. "How you're feeling?"

"Not the worst..." Pix sighed. "I should..." he riffled through his pocket and pulled out some string scraps. "Here you go little guy," he passed the string pieces to the Vex that gladly accepted it and moved in with his hair styling. 

Not that Hermes noticed. Too busy staring at Jimmy. "You're a fairy king?" he gasped completely ignoring the juice.

"Kind of..." Jimmy chuckled as Pix openly giggled. "More of fairy sheriff, I make sure no one annoys fairies," he hummed. "Like your other dad, fairies hate toys that look like people, and he, as an all-knowing god should know it," he explained, glad Sausage was still asleep...

"What are you teaching my kid?" Sausage yawned.

"Important things about fae folk, darling," Jimmy grinned. "How's being married?"

"Great," Scott yawned, cuddling more into Sausage. "My head hurts," he complained as Jimmy returned to the kitchen to make more tea and work on those pancakes he was talking about.

"Get some pants on," Pix hummed. "Jimmy's making food," he added as Sausage stared at vex doing his son's hair.

"Up we go Scott," Sausage decided and easily got both himself and Scott up. "I need to make sure my kitchen survives," he sighed seating Scott next to Pix, hoping he was awake enough to stay seated.

"No. You'll have tea, and stay here," Jimmy protested, coming back with more tea. And in a pink apron now. Why Sausage decided to have that in his tavern was beyond him but he'd take that while Scott had his shirt. 

Sausage tried to complain but Pix and Scott's whining aided by Hermes chattering about how cool Jimmy and his fairies were was enough to stop him. At one point Joey woke up and decided to go upstairs instead of having breakfast. He laughed a lot when he was 'reminded' of his power to marry it and the great use he put it to the very last night. And almost fell down the stairs about three times before reaching a bed.

They were enjoying pancakes when an angry, and bitten by vex, Joel burst in. He froze when he saw Hermes playing with a vex as Sausage tried getting him to eat. He was even more shocked when he took in the state Pix and Scott, using Sausage to shield them from the child, were in. And Jimmy himself. Shirtless, having ditched the apron once he was done cooking, hair messy. All the vex that were still nipping and pulling at Joel instantly flew to the one vex playing with Hermes. They chirped at each other and the remaining seven joined the eighth in entertaining the child.

"Look, dad, uncle Jimmy is a fairy, and he's got little fairies," he grinned at his godly parent.

"Hi Joel, I got married last night," Sausage chuckled and his new husband giggled.

"Sorry to steal your man," Scott grinned before kissing Pix's cheek. The kiss was then passed to Sausage, with some difficulty because he was, one, taller than Pix by a fair bit and, two, in a bit better state. Then, Sausage passed it to Jimmy, who sat on the other side of the bar, halfway between Sausage and Pix. "And Pix and Jimmy," Scott added watching the relay go back to him with Jimmy pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

"What? Marriage? Huh?" Joel blinked.

"Yeah, Joey can marry people when on a boat, I, the Law himself, said so," Jimmy grinned. "You should eat if you want to grow into a man like your papa," he hummed at Hermes, pointing to Sausage. That worked great in getting pancakes into the small demigod than anything Sausage did.

"Dad? Are you and papa married?" Hermes asked between bites of pancake. "Can I have three husbands when I grow up? Did you know fairies don't like toys that look like people?"

"I... I'm a god, gods do not need marriages..." Joel managed to sputter out before he was pushed forward by a fWhip.

"There you guys are, we have guests and... What in the stars happened last night?" their admin sighed.

"We got married," Scott announced leaning back, a bit too far which resulted in him starting to fall off the stool.

Before anyone could react Jimmy was standing next to the stool with Scott in his arms. "Careful darling," he chuckled. 

"My hero," Scott giggled kicking his legs.

"Mhm," Jimmy chuckled. "Would you rather be carried to bed for a nap or seated somewhere you can't fall from?" Hermes was freaking out about cool fairy magic.

"Seated?" Scott giggled, leaning into Jimmy.

Jimmy was seating Scott when fWhip's, or their server's guests started coming in curious about what was happening. Starting with Tango of all people...

"We stole your man," Scott announced before Jimmy even noticed his 'soulmate'.

"What?" Tango asked looking around, his eyebrow rose when he saw Jimmy and the very obvious signs that he was a vex.

"We're married," Pix chuckled, moving to sit with Scott in the booth once the Chromian ruler patted the seat next to him.

Jimmy rolled his eyes walking to the clothes box. "Here's your pants, coat and shirt," he listed, tossing Scott's clothes to him. Sausage was a bit busy calming Hermes and getting him to finish his food.

"Who's married to who?" fWhip sighed, completely ignoring Joel's meltdown.

"Me, Sausage, Scott and Pix," Jimmy shrugged watching Scott struggle to pull his pants on without providing unnecessary views. "We had a bit of a party and everyone but me got stupid drunk," he added as if that explained anything.

With a small prompt and more participants of Grian's latest death game, Jimmy recounted the events of last night. From where and how it started in Tumble Town. Through Chromia Inn. The boat trip to Sanctuary, including the two marriages. And then the chaos in Sanctuary itself. He cut out the most... not child-friendly details of Scott's constant flirting. 

"I leave you guys alone for five minutes and you... I'm not even shocked," fWhip sighed among the loud laughter as only he and Jimmy were left by the bar, everyone else listening to some story Sausage was saying.

"I'm sure we can add you to the marriage," Jimmy chuckled, looking where Scott and Pix were whispering to each other.

"Nah, I'd rather stay in my cave," fWhip shook his head, laughing at the offer. "Being an admin is chaotic enough as of late," he sighed.

"What you need is to relax fWhip, maybe a pub crawl? When all the guests leave and everyone sobers up? Include Drip in it? Might have some chance of getting me at least slightly drunk." Jimmy laughed. "Just think about it," he smiled one more time and went to maybe, finally get his shirt from Scott.

fWhip sighed. Maybe a pub crawl wasn't such a bad idea? All participants of last nights even looked very relaxed.