We're the kids in America,

[arrogantalloy]

WHO: Tony, Bruce, Thor, Steve, Clint, Natasha.
TONE: Vaction-y, and group bond-y.
RATING: PG
WHEN: Backdated (9th - 14th July)
WHERE: Heathrow Airport, and New York
WHAT: Tony is taking his collection of misfits to New York.
STATUS: Ongoing

[It's that time of year again when Tony packs up and goes to New York for a week or two. But this year is different. This year he's actually decided that not only does he have friends, but he likes them enough to invite them to his second home in his Upper East Side penthouse apartment.

He plans to make sure everyone has a good time and hope that it doesn't turn out to be the worst week of his life.]

Comments

Upper East Side Penthouse

[arrogantalloy]

[The penthouse is 4 bed room, 3 of the rooms are prepared for guests. One of the rooms has been set aside for just Natasha, but whether she uses it or not is her choice. The fourth room is Jarvis' and off limits to all, even Tony.

The place is very open and has an almost art gallery feel to it. Beautiful, but not really lived in.

He has several gaming consoles with games and has a fully stocked kitchen. And a ping pong table.]

[brothor]

[Girls be damned, Thor is going to hang around in his boxers anyway. He's raided the kitchens and is staring at the gaming consoles in wonderment. He's eating poptarts straight of the packet and seems to have fashioned himself a pillow fort. How you address him when you enter determines whether you are offered a poptart or a pillow to the face.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony stares at the pillow fort for a very long minute. Then realises he can't help himself any longer as he tugs out a load bearing pillow, to make the whole thing collapse on Thor. He looks more than a little amused at this.]

[brothor]

[Thor hardly notices Tony there, he's preoccupied with his box of poptarts. However, when his palace comes crashing down on him, he's quick to exhange his box for a new weapon, a pillow.

He's going to charge at Tony.]

How dare you!!

[arrogantalloy]

[His reaction is to grin and lift the pillow up like a shield]

I'm sorry little pig, try brick next time.

[brothor]

[And Thor is just going to aim for his head because his height is one of his many advantages.]

You are lucky these are not brick!!

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony ducks his head down and raises his pillow up for great defence]

Not only are they not bricks, but they're also hypo-allergenic, amazingly comfortable and have reversible covers.

[brothor]

[Thor swings his pillow down against Tony's pillow shield, caring not for his defences!]

You are going to have a hypo-allergenic, amazingly comfortable pillow with reversible covers shoved up your arse, Stark!

[patrioticspells]

[Thor no, nobody wants to see you in your boxers!! But Steve wants his bro time, and he's going to crawl into the pillow fort, looking amused.]

This is a really nice place you've got set up.

[brothor]

[Thor is O.K with Steve entering the palace because he has earnt the title of Bro. He grins over at Steve and offers him a poptart.]

Glorious, is it not?

[patrioticspells]

One of the best places I've seen.

[He takes the poptart happily, settling down and biting off one of the corners.]

How long did it take you?

[brothor]

Better than Stark towers? [He asks idly, pressing a random button on the controller in his hand.]

An hour, maybe. I had to rebuild.

[actuallyspeakslatin]

[Natasha waited until no one was around her room to do something she secretly enjoyed. She took her shoes off and climbed up on to the plush bed and started jumping up and down on it. After a few good jumps she fell back in to the blankets and was glad that she decided to go on the trip.]

[dropitlikeitshawk]

[You're never alone, Natasha. Clint will always show up to watch you do all the stupid stuff no one knows about.] Ya could jump 'igher wit'aht the blankets.

[actuallyspeakslatin]

[She's not going to sit up, she knows it's Clint. She will throw a pillow at him though.]

That's for tomorrow when I've had time to sleep in the bed, all by myself since I have my own room.

[dropitlikeitshawk]

[He throws up his arm to protect his precious face from the pillow assault.] Well, aintcha the lucky twist? At least ya don' 'ave to share a room wit' a big, snorin' rock.

[actuallyspeakslatin]

It's not my fault that Mr. Jarvis realized that I'm too delicate to share a room with the rest of you.

[dropitlikeitshawk]

[He just laaaughs.] Yer delicate? Yer a sorry cryer, ya know that?

[greenmoonrising]

[Bruce being Bruce has decided to hide in his assigned room having just enough energy after that damn flight to kick off his shoes and socks before crawling under the covers to pass out.

Careful how you wake the sleeping puppy.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Comes into the room a few hours later, as it's normally his and starts rummaging through his things. While he isn't making much of an effort to be quiet, he assumes that Bruce was tired enough to be very asleep and not hear him.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Most certainly, so Tony gets no reaction from the boy whatsoever.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Forgets Bruce is there after a moment of rummaging and starts tossing things over his shoulder onto the bed because they're making the search hard to do properly]

[greenmoonrising]

[Grunts when something hits his back but remains sleeping.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Stands up and looks over at Bruce, before coming over, grabbing a pillow brings it town hard on his head then jumps back out of potential harms way]

Upper East Side Penthouse

[arrogantalloy]

[It's well past midnight and Tony's sitting in the living room, all the lights are off, as he sits on the couch bathed in the light of a laptop as he sits hunched over it as he types up code. Completely lost in what he's doing.]