Is it parenting when it's a snake?

[arrogantalloy]

WHO: Tony and Steve
TONE: Most likely full Tony Judging from Steve. But otherwise Kind of curious?
RATING: G
WHEN: Feb 9th Breakfast
WHERE: Great Hall, Gryffindor table
WHAT: Tony and Steve try to talk about how to look after the egg.
STATUS: Ongoing


As Tony intrudes himself upon the Gryffindor table, he keeping the egg in his pocket while he builds a toast soldier thrown for it somewhat out of boredom. Once finished, he puts the egg comfortably on the seat.

"I don't know how I feel about a breakfast staple feeling like leather. Seems wrong somehow."

He takes a dry fruit loop and puts it on top of the egg like a crown.

"So, how are we going to do this? You take it to your room during the week, and I get it on weekends. Because that way I'm the cool dad, while you're making it do it's homework every night. I mean at least this way, it works with our personalities."

He rests his elbow on the table as he cradles his chin in his hand as he stares with a bored sort of curiosity at Steve.

Comments

[patrioticspells]

Steve frowns at Tony, scooting the eggs towards him and brushing off the fruit loop. "I didn't know you were a fan of eating snakes, Tony."

He sounds irritated, because he is. He knew there was supposed to be a reason to this whole snake raising thing, but he was tired and hungry and Tony was being Tony. "It's not going to stay with you at all, though. I don't trust your roommates."

He grimaces. "So you can have visitations."

[arrogantalloy]

"Well I've had quail, and duck. So really, an egg is an egg no matter what it's meant to be growing inside. And what's with that tone? It's bad enough that the egg has parents who live in different 'houses' does it really need to see us fight?" Tony looks amused with himself, as he reached for some bacon from the mound and starts to eat it. "Visitations? Come on. You're friends with Bruce, and Herbert avoids my quarter of the room, and Sher-...Lock. Okay, so there's him. But he'll be too busy making John go out of his mind with their egg's safety." He starts to pull food onto his plate, reaching for his juice. "Or are you just worried I'm going to lose it?"

[patrioticspells]

"Quail and ducks are both birds, so...really, still completely different." He shoots him a dirty look before staring down at the egg.

Then he sighs. "I'm pretty sure you'd lose him in that mess, and I'm also pretty sure that John's not going to let Sherlock keep their egg there because of...Sherlock being Sherlock. He killed his goat, Tony. I'm not going to let him come near my egg."

[arrogantalloy]

"They're eggs, You can only do proteins so many ways."

Tony tries to put the fruit loop crown back on the egg.

"You know, worrying like this is only going to cause premature aging, and nobody wants that. Okay, so he might of slightly killed his goat. But he never killed Dummy, so really just because he's bad with his things doesn't mean he's bad with other peoples. Besides, if I keep the egg in a box, he isn't going to know what's in it, is he?"

He thinks for a moment.

"Also, Bruce would help keep an eye on the egg too."

[patrioticspells]

"If that's true, why do people have to make the distinction between red meat and other meats?"

He deflects Tony's hand, shaking his head. That is really not helping his case. "Are you saying you don't think Sherlock has ever snooped through your belongings? Besides, if you put the egg in a box you'd probably forget it was in there the next time you work on some `project`."

He settles back, reaching for a scone.

"So it's not going into Ravenclaw."

[arrogantalloy]

"When you cut a cow the meat is red, when you cut a chicken, the meat is white."

He gives up on making the egg royal, and eats the fruit loop instead.

"He doesn't snoop. He messes with, there's a difference. Hey, I leave bits of car all over my bed and he doesn't touch those. He only messes with certain things."

Tony wipes at his chin then sighs.

"You know, you're making this a loveless relationship. I hope you know this."

[patrioticspells]

"I'm not even sure where this argument is going."

He tears his scone into pieces, eating it bit by bit.

"Not a difference that matters, and from what I've gathered? What he likes messing with is organic things. You know, like a snake egg."

Rolling his eyes, he finishes the last piece of his scone.

"There's no love in child rearing."

[arrogantalloy]

"Well how about this, when it hatches, I get it's little slitheriness on weekends, and to keep it safe from Sherlock, we offer up the egg it came from. Like some... weird god sacrifice thing."

He taps his fingers on the table then starts to eat a strawberry. Reflecting on his own parents for a moment.

"Okay, you have a point there."

[patrioticspells]

He glances at Tony, unable to keep from smiling. "Are we going to be able to keep them, anyways? But I think a sacrifice would work, just as a distraction. Maybe he'll be occupied for a while, studying this or that way to destroy snake eggs."

He nods, brows furrowing a bit. His mother raised him alone for a very long time before she passed away. He had stories about his father, but no memories of the man.

"I always have a point."

[arrogantalloy]

"Well if we're going to go to the trouble of raising them. I kind of hope we do. And I'm sure it would keep him busy for at least 3 hours."

Tony smirks to himself a little.

"And sometimes, it isn't your head. Should we name it?"

[patrioticspells]

"Not everyone got to keep those dragons, you know. Plus...it's a living, breathing creature. What if it gets eaten by someone's cat? Or owl?" He shakes his head, snorting a bit. "A blessedly quiet three hours. So I guess you can keep the shell."

He shrugs, fiddling with his goblet.

"I don't know. What would we even call it?"

[arrogantalloy]

"Yeah, are you really surprised they didn't let us keep aggressive fire breathing lizards? Because I really wasn't. As for a cat or owl eating it, that's want tanks are for."

Tony grins.

"You're a real sweetheart for letting me keep it, then."

Tony eats a little more as he contemplates the egg.

"Butterfngers"

Because Tony has bad naming skills.