Varia And Its Neverending Antics..

Class is something you're born with.

Slight crack. Varia and the things I put them through.

Disclaimer: I only own this story, Gustav, and all the dead people. Many people were harmed in the making of this oneshot.

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"Now remember trash, behave."

The rest of the members sniffed as they dispersed into their own separate rooms to get ready. Xanxus was being taken out to dinner for his birthday, apparently it was a 'big deal'. In reality only Levi thought so and was willing to pay for them all to go out to some fancy five star restaurant which famous and rich people of all kinds dined at.

This would wipe out his entire life savings but Levi insisted. The boss didn't care either way, as long as someone was paying for his food and not himself. It was free food okay, he didn't care how fancy it was. The fancier the better quality and rich tasting they were.

The whole group hasn't really gone over the general settings of table manners, but each had a rough idea of how they were supposed to be. In their minds.

Unfortunately they had no idea what to do about the tuxedos. No one wanted to wear them until Levi made it a point tat if they were wearing Varia uniforms, no matter if they showed their exclusive Vongola cards they wouldn't be allowed in. Bel's idea of skipping all that and just breaking in was easily shot down.

Now mutterings and curses exploded throughout the house. Lussuria was the only one who had any idea how to get into the monkey suits as Squalo had called them. Wanting so desperately to chop the freedom restricting suit into a mound of scraps.

So the gaylord scurried from room to room, helping everyone out. Except Xanxus, he was the first one Luss visited and was not happy at the prospect of being helped. It ridiculed him to no end.

So after a few bullets that almost hit spot on, Lussuria decided to skip the bossu and head to the next room. Squalo's.

Once he opened the door complete disaster met his eyes, it seemed every object the captain ever owned was knocked to the ground, the more fragile things were either shattered or cracked. And there was the captain. He was rolling in the ground in his boxers trying desperately to get his legs into his pants.

It seemed he was never taught your shoes go on 'after' you put on your pants. Whoever his mother was Lussuria felt sorry for the woman. "Damn you infernal..." More cusses slipped out Squalo's mouth as he tried jamming his legs in. Nothing worked.

Lussuria sighed and took off his shoes. Ignoring the captain's protests and curses he managed to get the loudmouthed man into his suit. "Squalooo~ Do something about that hair of yours won't you dear~" He chirped before exiting the room.

"Hmm..." Squalo gazed at himself in the mirror before hesitantly picking up the high quality hairbrush.

Levi was much easier. But same as Squalo he was found rolling on the ground, truth is he faked it. He didn't want to get caught standing half naked in front of the mirror and murmuring sweet nothing's and flamboyant compliments to himself.

So just when he was in the middle of telling himself what a feawsome wittle man he was, Lussuria came through the door so in a flash he had grabbed his pants and pretended to be struggling with putting them on.

Once Lussuria was done helping him and left the room he returned to basking himself in false compliments.

Bel was a bit easier. Being royalty he adjusted to the attire and put it on easily. The only thing wrong was the tie. He'd tried to get Fran to help him but his froggy kohai was over in the corner literally tied up in his suit. However had that happened.