Party for the USA

[brothor]

Who: ANYONE 
Tone: SURPRISE PARTY
Rating: PG-13 f
When: America day (July 4th)
Where: Odinson manor, Wales (idek guys)
What: Thor is throwing Steve a SURPRISE PARTY and EVERYONE IS INVITED
Status: Ongoing

[FINALLY! The dawn America day! Steve would soon arrive expecting nothing more than a sleepover. HOW WRONG HE WAS! Thor has set up a nice little shindig here and his parents were kind enough to leave the kids for some totally cool unsupervised party time.

The Odinson house is quite large and filled with quite a few curious wizarding quirks, so this time the halfbloods will be the ones getting culture shocked.]

Comments

[arrogantalloy]

[Acting really cool about it]

He'd probably feel bad about talking about it. It really seemed to annoy the hell out of our friends.

[rule_britannia]

It sounds like you associate with some.. interesting people.

[arrogantalloy]

Sounds like I associate with Gryffindor.

But yeah, he's an alright guy when he approaches me the right way, it's not like we get on each other nerves on purpose.

Well he doesn't at least, I have my moments.

AND BACK

[greenmoonrising]

[Returns with three small cups, holding two in one hand out for Tony and Arthur. Gives Tony a wry look.]

Please, you try to get Thor pounding on you at least once a week. You are the walking personification of entropy - you bring chaos with you.

[To Arthur:]

I'm surprised you haven't punched him yet.

[rule_britannia]

He hasn't given me reason to punch him.

[Arthur takes one of the cups, sips from it, then smirks wryly]

Yet.

[arrogantalloy]

Oh I've given you plenty. Just nothing you want to hit me for.

[Tony shrugs with a grin, as he takes the other cup and drinks it with a smirk]

[rule_britannia]

I think that your not giving me anything I want to hit you for would go hand in hand with my not having any reason to hit you yet, Stark.

[Arthur raises one eyebrow slightly, looking at the other male over the top of his cup]

[greenmoonrising]

[Mutters into his drink with amusement:]

Looks more like you're hitting on each other instead.

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony raises an eyebrow then laughs]

Yeah! Sure, I'd hit on guys. Good one.

[Scoffs before taking some more of his drink]

[rule_britannia]

[Arthur's instant reaction to that accusation is to choke on his drink, and he promptly turns away to have a coughing fit]

[greenmoonrising]

[Just rolls eyes at Tony while reaching out to clap Arthur on his back to help him with the choking.]

[arrogantalloy]

Why are you trying to choke him with your strange accusations, Bruce? For you that's really cruel. It's like Stark level of cruel.

[rule_britannia]

I--

[Cough, splutter]

I am not flirting.

[greenmoonrising]

[IGNORES TONY and consoles Arthur.]

Don't worry, I know. You'd have to be completely drunk to want to flirt with Tony.

[arrogantalloy]

[Gives Bruce a flat look]

Why do you have to go and be so mean like that? Most of the girls who flirt with me aren't drunk.

[rule_britannia]

[Arthur gets his breath back and manages a slightly shaky grin]

I'll let you field that one, Bruce..

[greenmoonrising]

[Pulls the duck-face at Tony, giving Arthur's shoulder a gentle squeeze.]

Aw, I'm thowwy.

[arrogantalloy]

[Snerks at him]

You know, one day, that's not going to fly, duckman.

[rule_britannia]

[Oh it's lucky he wasn't drinking again because there would have been more choking. Arthur laughs.

Oh, look at that, he's actually capable of genuine laughter]

[greenmoonrising]

[Grins at both of them, pleased with himself.]

Until such a sad, terrible day comes, I'll keep using it.

[arrogantalloy]

Then don't be surprised when I start calling you Donald. Because it's going to happen.

[Tony smirks good naturedly.]

[rule_britannia]

[A smirk flickers across Arthur's face as well]

I'm sensing a story here.

[arrogantalloy]

Not much of a story

[grabs Bruce's face to smoosh it into the duck lips again]

This guy just has a face I can't help but find amusing.

[greenmoonrising]

[Makes an indignant noise which sends spit flying at Tony's face.]

[rule_britannia]

... Oh, how charming.