The past few weeks SpaceCowboy had been planning a special celebration party in the heart of Los Angeles for his close friend Giraffe. Invites had been sent out a few days prior to anyone who could attend. Any day now Giraffe would be fighting for his life for the title of Godfather of Pasadena. A place still dear to SpaceCowboy as that was the district he once grew up in and started his family.

Riding his trusty steed through the crowd SpaceCowboy looked over his check list to make sure the event was prepped and ready to go. Everything had to be perfect, there was absolutely no room for error. The whole city of Los Angeles was present, every single person had a role in preparing something or another in today's celebration. There was even a few folks from Las Vegas lending a hand to make sure everything went smoothly.

The streets were blocked off with hundreds of armed bodyguards and volunteers from all over the six cities, for obvious reasons too. Some of the biggest men and women in this life of crime would be attending today. There was millions of dollars worth in value of cocaine and alcohol, amongst other personal favorite drugs and parting gifts laid out onto the tables and chairs for those willing to partake in the celebration.  

"Alright I think It's about time to bring that filthy animal in here!"

Nudges TM-Scarface with his elbow to unleash the beast!

TM nods and walks over, giving the signal to Gin and JewishJake who were now luring Giraffe onto the stage with some of the finest leaves known to mankind...or so Spiral claimed anyways.

SpaceCowboy waits for the long-necked Giraffe to take a seat in the customized eddible chair he had shipped from Africa before speaking.

"I really don't know where to begin... hell you've been here with me from the start. Although things may not of panned out like we had originally planned, thus why I'm still stuck with Char_Aznable as my right hand man. It all ended up working out in the end and here we are today celebrating your newly earned title of Godfather. You've always been there for me, no matter how awfully needy and unbearable I can be at times. To say you've earned this is an understatement, you've went far beyond my expectations."

SpaceCowboy clears his throat, trying not to cry tears of joy in front of the public.

"The stage is about to be open to any and everyone who would like to step forth and congratulate Giraffe on his big day."

Raising his glass SpaceCowboy nods to Giraffe showing his appreciation before shouting...

"Cheers!"

Everyone who was seated quickly rises and raises their glasses, cheering and hollering at the top of their lungs before downing their drink and joining in the festivities. 

TM smiles and claps loudly at the words of Los Angeles Godfather Chairman SpaceCowboy. Taking the moment to step forward onto the stage. Waiters returning to see the empty glasses of the guests now being refilled with the spirit of their choosing. As always naturally from the fine distillers of Hollywood. His eyes up at the Giraffe of honour ,a box in one hand his scotch in the other. TM looks up at The Godfather Giraffe, he nods out of respect before speaking.

"I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you. I was humbly fishing for octopus, albeit coked out so I don’t even think I was near water at the time. And you sir you were just a giraffe in space doing outlaw shit… It was a chance meeting to put it at best. I can’t remember what was said, but it had to have been something profound. Before I knew it I was doing outlaw stuff in space."

TM pauses a moment to have a sip of his drink, setting it down on the table the box still in his other hand. His eyes peer up to Giraffe who’s listening to him, then back at the box with a smile.

"From humble beginnings, I followed your lead, and when it was time to ascend to Pasadena, Animal House was born you took me along with you. Made me a hand, I was and forever will be grateful for the opportunity. It really all happened quite fast didn’t it. Building the family, to coked out shoot outs for pounds of coca leaves, some of which I still see gracing your bowl of goodies there. "

He looks down and chuckles for a moment, taking a breath before he continues.

"Right up into the moment you took your rightful place as Godfather of the fine district we call home. I knew I couldn’t come along, however I knew everything would be alright in the end. I got you this gift seeing the previous godfathers hat was riddled with bullets, a godfather giraffe needs a good hat."

TM opens the box presenting Godfather Giraffe with a brand new fedora, the band around decorated with leaves as one could imagine. Taking the hat out of the box he happily places it on his head once he climbs all the way up the ladder.

"Congratulations again my good friend, it’s an honour to share this moment with you and all the others here, I look forward to the future. The world is yours tonight Godfather GIraffe. "

TM slides down the ladder doing his best not to eat it on  the way down. After a few stumbles he makes it to the bottom motioning towards Godfather Giraffe he begins to applaud before making his way to his table, only to stop and rush back to fetch his scotch. Hurrying back off before anyone else wishes to speak, lighting a cigar in celebration.

Fluff's most loyal and senior bodyguard Jeremiah had been trying to wake his boss up for a while now. Not like able to touch him he had been slowly blowing to make the tip of the tail fluff wave in the breeze which was like a 6th sense of his boss. He had an urgent message from the SpaceFather Grabass that his boss had to hear about. Finally, after nearly 10 minutes and his lungs starting to shut down, almost his boss woke lazily with 1 eye open. He growled softly but look not too fierce for now, and Jeremiah knew he'd live another day.

Boss, summons from SpaceCowboy, he said another of your friends Giraffe is going to be honored for taking Godfather of Pasadena, you are invited to his,, hmm there is a smudge here, is it Toast or Roast?

Fluff grunted, he hired the man for his skill with his fists not his sausage fingers holding a precious message, he knew he'd have to discipline Aqua_Tofana for that, she knew better than to let his meat shield handle urgent mail. Yet based on his experience with LA celebrations, he guessed it was a roast. So he sat down and wrote his best material he could think of. Having learned some new things in SpaceFather Grabass' own roast night. 

After a while he told his secretary to finish writing down his musings and while she read it out loud even Jeremiah despite his lack of any understanding of the cunning jokes had a grin on his face. Well Fluff thought, this meets my standards then.

As he finally arrived in Pasadena and hopped out of the car, he immediately threw up a dozen or so hairballs and his last meal. WHAT ON EARTH WAS THAT GOD AWFUL SMELL? Seriously!! now he knew the reports of Pasadena being a public sewer due to JewishJake's lack of any capacity to do personal hygiene was a menace to all locals living there. Surely the only reason Giraffe was surviving coz up there the strong winds blow it all away!

Now as he entered the hall and caught the last bit of SpaceCowboy's speech he realized the dumbass Jeremiah smudged a T and not an R. But Fluff thought to himself, screw this I ain't ditching this awesome material. So he hopped on the stage and made sure Craig, who had the best booming voice of his senior protection detail team to speak into the microphone.

Thank you for inviting me to Pasadena Godfather, although you should have used your aerial capacity to spray some perfume across the entire district, i will send you the cleaning fees for the next 6 months to come!! God, how can you not smell this miles away in downtown???

Now you invited me here to celebrate and Roast this giant necked freak you kept around. We all know he wasn't your most inconspicuous choice of a 2nd in command, but we all know Char_Aznable is known to be so lazy he sleeps through wars and you don't have much other choices out here! Let alone that guy over there (Fluff looked at Gin) who was about to cough up stuff way nastier than JewishJake's hairballs, who is probably more of a risk to a city's survival than Kuku on a bad day!

Fluff looked around, smirked at a few of the surprised but amused guests in attending, then he focused his gaze at Giraffe, beaming like a kid who just won a lifetime of chocolate

You sir, pretend to be big powerful and use those horns to roast your opponents and your boss. But we all know compared to them, even fireflies are the larger fire hazard! Now, you always parade high and mighty over us, making sure we feel the wrath of your thundering hooves when you feel like it. But in all honesty, the only thing you are ever a danger to are the top-branched leaves on the trees in Pasadena. Your lack of vision through any weapon scope make your shots look like blanks are the real deal!

Fluff paused another moment, shooting glances at TM-Scarface and Glittergoddess, lord do they look like they're about to pee their pants trying to hold in their laughs so much. He better step it up a bit more.

Giraffe, yes you there, you often brag about having such a strong neck, you'd be able to kill with it. But come on, we all know that secretly that's the only thing which reached erection on that body of yours in over a decade or 2!!

Now, now, no need to get all angry and puff smoke at me, those spots on your back are starting to grow and expand, before you know it a puffer fish might mistake you for his next love partner!! Trust me, that's just gonna be a blow out in the end!

Fluff smirked, he especially liked that one

But no in all honestly, sometimes despite all of the jokes i made at your expense, you are fierce, smart and caring for those you hold near. This status bestowed upon you is only just a reflection of your capabilities and abilities to lead men (smart or not) to a common goal and help achieve that when our friend Grabass took the city throne a few days ago. I raise a toast to you good friend! Long may you reign.

but in all seriousness, do something about the smell for godsakes!!!

Gin stumbles up to the podium with champagne in hand

First of I was promised toast and all I see is a bunch of glasses of champagne, I could only presume were brought by Godfather Cork.

Gin's trusted RHM Salvatore-Lucchese approaches Gin and whispers in his ear "The invitation said it was a toast not that there would be toast you drunk fool"

Christ, my bad I really need to stop drinking all day

Sal mumbles under his breathe "I know that's right"

Anyway I heard Fluffy-Tummy reference the stench in the air in Pasadena and I believe you're right you furry devil it must be JewishJake.  I spoke with him yesterday and he assured me he would be gouda, but I muenster say he smells worse then that guy from Monterrey, I believe his name is Jack. Anyway Jewish Jake why don't you asiago take a shower bud.

TM-Scarface, I see you with that plate of powder, line me up buddy I need to level out.  And Godfather SpaceCowboy, thanks for hosting this celebration. But you don't fool me for a second and if these other fine mafioso were smart they too would have left their wallets locked up in their safes back at their headquarters.

Let's get to the man of the hour, Godfather Giraffe. DAMN, that has a ring to it. And let me tell you something brother I remember the day we met like it was yesterday, me passed out under a tree in Pasadena next to the Rose Bowl and you towering over me munching on leaves in your fine tailored suit.  I swear I was tripping a talking Giraffe in a suit? But you looked at me and said to get off my ass and follow you and I'd go places in life and never evvvvver be broke again.  You took my under your neck and showed me the ways of this life and for that I am forever grateful.  I still remember the first job you sent me on in the 619, the San Diego Zoo to be exact to break out a couple of your cousins, that started my love of jailbreaking.   My friend you don't raise the bar you are the bar. So with that I raise my glass to the sky and acknowledge you for all you have done for me and this city. You the one my friend, YEAH it's true...It's damn true.

Gin chugs the rest of his glass and lets out a loud WOOOOOOOOOOO before tripping and nailing his head on the podium and blacking out

Bruce_Lee stood on the sidelines of the stage, admiring the scene before them. Rows upon rows of chairs, tables fixated with top shelf product. He watched with pride as they brought Giraffe onto the stage, coaxed by leaves that he'd probably not had since himself a calf in the savannah's of Africa. He nodded in acknowledgement to Godfather SpaceCowboys words and even quietly chuckled to himself at Fluffy_Tummys remarks. Anxiety swelled inside of him when it was time to speak, this was a young man amongst legends in the city that he called home. He cleared his throat and stepped forward, looking off stage to JewishJake who nodded to him encouragingly. He nodded in return and motioned to Giraffe who was nonchalantly nibbling on a leaf.

"Chinese in Los Angeles, they say some things, Luò táng jí. This means, a chicken falls in soup." 

He smirked and tried to fight off a bit of laughter as he spoke this line, looking around almost expecting a roar of laughter from the audience and when it didn't come, he saw the audience looking around and awkwardly awaiting the humor that was to never come. In that moment, he realized he should leave the comedy to other members of this gathering. He cleared his throat again, moving on quickly.

"Men cannot be judges by looks, seas cannot be measured by a cup." 

He motioned to Giraffe once again, his tone taking a more serious approach.

"I've not known this life long but I have discovered something special amongst the people gathered today. The best mirror is a friends eyes and no one looks taller than through the reflection of a Giraffe."

Bruce_Lee steps back from the podium and bows in acknowledgement to Giraffe. He smiles and moves off stage, finding his seat amongst his family members.

Sal was smiling as he walked up to Giraffe a man that has helped him get things off the ground and running so to speak.  Sal had been waiting for this day for a long time, Sal family has known Giraffe family for generations.   Only Gin's family has been connectted longer with Sal's family tree.  Sal was happy that Gin got the things done he said he would do.   Finally it was his turn to speak with the man of the hour. 

Giraffe man its been a long time coming and I am excited for you and I can't wait to see your plans to prosper the city even more.  Your a good man and a great friend.  I'm honored to be here on your big day.  Godfather Giraffee, sound dam good my friend.  

Sal nods and kisses the ring of the newest godfather sticking with Sicilian traditions.  

Oh, my sweet whore, Giraffe, with such a beautiful and a tight muscular neck, not to mention a wicked tongue. Congratulations, you spotted creature of great beauty. Your tanned and speckled hide brings all the boys to the yard, for $600 a go. This has surely proven to be a lucrative enterprise and surely has funded much of your run this time. A fantastic cash business of pleasure on all sides. 

I have decided that though in the past you may have mistaken plastic leaves for real leaves at certain hardware stores... that you really just did this for attention. You knew if you ate enough plastic leaves, and threw up, that people would eventually go out of their way to just hand feed you fresh and real leaves. You are a sneaky beast of hedonism!

Anyway, many well wishes to you and also to all of Los Angeles and SpaceCowboy. I hope you give TM some special love tonight, because he has long had drunken fantasies about you and maybe now is the time you reward him... Pale will also be around to watch from a certain kind of chair in the hotel room. 

What a wonderful celebration going on for Giraffe.  Again so many fucking distinguished people were attending.  GFC SpaceCowboy sure went all out with this party.

Of course, Roxie would never approach the podium, she always waited for an opportune time to congratulate the man of the hour.

She finally caught Giraffe with his head down snorting a few lines.  She hugged his neck and whispered in his ear.

“It’s an incredibly difficult task to bring a giraffe down. "You proved every day that you're an amazing leader. You're absolutely the best fit for this job. Congratulations."

    Waking up from his cozy nap fashionably late Char looked at the time and jumped into action fixing his suit as he ran out to his friends celebration. Making his way into the street he hurried to the podium after the last speaker finished their roast of Giraffe and others in attendance. As he reached the podium he smiled to his friends and quickly cleared his throat before going into a long winded speech.

     "Well Congratulations Godfather Giraffe this is well earned and hard fought with all the sacrifices you had to make along the way but you've finally got that crown. It's almost a tradition for your lineage at this point though isn't it? At least this time the Crown you've earned isn't quite as big as SpaceCowboy's... though to be fair your head isn't quite as big either!" he said with a wink and a smile aimed at his friends. "I'm happy to say I'm glad to see how this city has prospered with you as a leader especially considering you brought in people that stink even more than you claim I do! Cough cough Gin cough cough.". 

    "I can't believe we were lucky enough to catch Fluffy_Tummy out in Los Angeles again! Hes clearly got his eyes on those lustrous crowns you've got on and sure he's been waiting 9 lives to have his own to rub in some faces. It's too bad he's bound to ruin it with kitty litter in no time! Honestly though I can't be more excited to see that ball of floof get that long awaited and much deserved title."

    "I honestly couldn't be happier for this party animal here, he put up with a lot and picked up the slack when I decided to act like a teenager and refused to leave home to set up in Pasadena of all places! You're obviously a great fit for the role like your forefathers and I'm happy to see you succeed once again." he finished before turning to his friend with a smile. Char pulled a small box out of his suit and walked it over to Giraffe handing it over to him before informing him that it was a fresh box of Cuban cigars. After handing over the box he gave the frighteningly tall Giraffe a hug before making his way off the stage to mingle with the other guests. 

"Giddie up"! Was the first thought that came to her mind. But the rides would have to come to an end now, as the prestigious title of Godfather was bestowed on the loveable yet fierce Giraffe. 

Making her way, late as usual, the crowd was immense with the upper echelon of their society congregated to congratulate Giraffe. Aqua stood with a smile on her face as she listened to the speeches and well wishes. As soon as she was able, she made her way forward to congratulate Giraffe and give him a solid neck squeeze. 

The customary padded envelope was tucked neatly in a large basket of fresh leaves with a few bottles of home-made wine. 

Aqua grinned, "Congratulations Godfather Giraffe. You've proven an excellent leader for Pasadena and I wish you more success to come". 

The crowd was getting plenty drunk and as she turned to observe, she spotted Fluffy_Tummy giving her the dirty side-eye. She froze a moment before backing away as she faced him. No telling what she had done now, but her backside wounds had finally healed and she wasn't to eager to get another lashing of those wicked claws.  

JewishJake steps off the boat, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. This was a big day and here he was, fashionably late. Fresh off a round trip from Jerusalem, he climbed into the car that was scheduled to pick him up from the airport. "Pick up the speed, we've a meeting to attend." he said, his hands gripping a bag close to his body with gifts from the holy land.

It wasn't long before he was stuck in traffic, the streets blocked off and crowds of people starting to dissipate in all directions after the bulk of the celebration had already taken place. "This won't work." he murmured under his breath, ordering the car to come to a stop. Climbing out of the vehicle, he made way down the city block, pushing through people until he saw the gathering on stage.

"Is this a roast or a toast." He would call out in a loud voice, as he made his way through the people, taking each step carefully, still gripping the bag. JewishJake climbed on stage and nodded to acknowledge the people whom had gathered to celebrate Giraffes special occasion.

"Look, I'll keep this short and sweet, I never thought the little hoof would make it this far, let alone aspire to be the godfather of Pasadena. You've always had your head in the clouds, I guess SpaceCowboy taught you to dream big."

JewishJake revealed a bottle Manischewitz, placing the bottle on the podium.

"Right after making preparations in headquarters, I booked a flight out of the country to retrieve these gifts for you. They've not a lot of leaves in the desert, but I did find something."

JewishJake clears his throat, cracking a smile at Giraffe.

"It goes without saying, I wouldn't be here without your mentorship or guidance. We go way back, I can't believe the same little hoof fresh from the savannah is now Giraffe-Father of Pasadena." 

He lifted up the bottle of Manischewitz, motioning to Gin. "If I didn't listen to you, I would just be a drunk like Gin over there. You lifted me up, when I needed it most. You still remain one of my closest friends and supporters. It fills me with pride to be here, even if fashionably late."

JewishJake reached into the bag and revealed a jar.

"Now.. I present you, Hebrew Kush. Fresh import from the holy land. Let's have a toast and a smoke for Godfather Giraffe. Mazel Tov, my friend. You've earned it!"