Eggs, eggs, eggs!

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WHO: Everyone!
TONE: Fun and light.
RATING: PG-13
WHEN: 24th - 27th
WHERE: All over the place!
WHAT: Easter is in the air and eggs are in your hair! Except not really, but there are eggs everywhere and it is your job to find them.
STATUS: Ongoing! Use whichever format strikes your fancy.

[It's finally time to kick off the egg hunt! You're paired up and the eggs are hidden, so go off and find those eggs! They are hidden literally everywhere, even in places you may not expect them to be. So be sure to look everywhere, just try not to get in too much trouble! Friendly competition is one thing, just don't punch anyone in the face trying to get an egg.

Don't forget to see THIS POST for egg effects.]

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[arrogantalloy]

[Tony, having decided to do the challenge alone steps out onto the court yard to look for eggs.

It doesn't take him long to find two of them, an orange one and a white one. He pockets the orange one with out a thought but looks at the white one for a moment.]

Wow, way to be extravagant with the colours...

[Shaking his head he then pockets it too.

After walking and looking around for a bit, he realises that something isn't entirely right, as if the world is suddenly shrinking all around him. After a loud ruffling of material and a sneeze, Tony opens his eyes and tires to look around, only to find himself buried in his clothes.]

Uh, okay?

[Anyone coming across the pile of Tony's clothes will find a Pine Marten climbing out, a hot rod red, Pine Marten.]

[brothor]

[If the world is shaking, it's because Thor is bounding up in this direction. He swears he saw eggs! He swears!! He glances around curiously and he's quick to notice the bundle of clothes.]

What on earth.... [He leans down to poke at the clothes.] Ravenclaws...

[arrogantalloy]

[His ears flick back in slight irritation from the hard steps on the ground. The clothes twitch at the poking an irritated squeak comes from them, then the movement in the clothing stops.

That wasn't me, was it?

He pops his head out from the clothes.]

Okay, nothing you do is gentle, you know this right?

[The fury unimpressed look of the red marten is very human-like.

Also, here; have a size reference.]

[brothor]

[Thor takes a big step back as the elongated rat pops his head out of the clothes and SPEAKS. He certainly wasn't expecting that!]

It was not intended to be gentle! [He narrows his eyes.] You sound familiar.

[arrogantalloy]

Yeah, well. That's because I'm Tony.

[He continues to crawl out from his clothes.]

So, what am I?

[Pulling back onto his back feet he looks down at himself and his little claws.]

[brothor]

You're...Tony....Stark...I..
[He can hardly get the broken sentence out before he starts tittering under his breath. Nope. He can't hold it in, he's just going to start laughing out loud. God, it could shake the building with how loud it is.

Then he stops, sort of. Shrugging his shoulders and wiping an eye.]

I...have no idea what you are.

[arrogantalloy]

You know? Laugh it up all you want, because you don't have an acorn to protect you from me.

[The Marten gives him another unimpressed look.]

I might not know what I am right now, but I know it involves pointy teeth, and you're looking pretty chewable right now.

[If he could, Tony would cross his arms. Tony wasn't used to this kind of ridicule and he knew for damn sure he didn't care for it, even from a friend like Thor.]

[brothor]

As if I NEED an acorn, Stark! You are tiny! And furry! [That just brings forward another wave of laughs. God, this is the funniest thing, he hasn't laughed like this in weeks.]

If you bite me I will not hesitate to fling you across the courtyard. [He squints.] You do not appear to be wearing the acorn.

[arrogantalloy]

[His fur starts to bristle at the laughing then stops.]

The acorn.

[Blinking he disappears back into his clothes, the cloth roughly showing where he is through bumps until his head pops back out again, the chain that holds the acorn neatly in his teeth.]

Helb e hut it agg oo

[Talking with a chain in your little ferrety teeth is hard it seems.]

[brothor]

Yes?
[He raises an eyebrow as Tony stops bristling and starts searching. Alright. Now he's curious.

He crouches down, begining to see what he's doing. He can't help laughing again, smiling brightly.]

You like it so much, do you? [He reaches out to take the chain from his mouth.] I can take it for now, so you may speak.

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony licks at his mouth when the necklace is taken out of it, metal was a weird taste to his little tongue, that's for sure.]

No one's given me jewelery before. And it's quirky, I like it.

[His head lols from side to side for a moment.]

It's also good to fidget with when I'm thinking. Help me find a way to put it back on.

[brothor]

Really? [He raises an eyebrow.] No rings from pretty boys? Here I thought you were a rather popular lady.

[He chuckles to himself.] If your protection is so important, but you should know I will not harm a rat I've no ill business with. [He busies himself looping the chain around itself until it's smaller and places it over his fuzzy head.]

Better?

[arrogantalloy]

Well you know us girls. We don't just take rights from just any guys with cute smiles.

[He rolls his eyes, but there's no really bite to his sarcasm.]

I might not know what I am. But I do know I'm too big to be a rat.

[Tony keeps still while the necklace is put on him. Then sits up and looks down at it, tilting his head slightly to keep his muzzle out of the way, then tugs on it testing how it is around his neck.]

Yeah. Let's just hope I start getting sneezy again before changing back, not really looking forward to being killed by my own safety charm.

[brothor]

How unfortunate. No wonder you have such a small amount of finery, you're just too picky.

[Thor gives him a once over, putting his hands on his hips.] I've seen a rat your size before. I've seen a bigger one, too. His name is Tony, you may have heard of him.

I'm sure you'll feel it. [He bends down and holds out an arm.] Would you like to climb up?

[arrogantalloy]

Hey, being picky means you end up with the best guy.

[An ear twitches]

You know, you're really funny. My normal hair is nicer than a rats for a start.

[He looks at the arm for a second then down at his fore-paws before just deciding to go with it and jumping up onto his arm and climbs up far enough so he can rest on his shoulder.]

Okay, Bill Odgie. What now?

[brothor]

Ah! But I've absolutely no intention of gifting you jewellery with the intention of courting you. [Because he's the best guy, see?]

Normally? You are kidding yourself, Stark! [He laughs, partly because he's hilarious and partly because Tony is tickling him as he climbs upward.]

I have no idea who that is. Are you hungry?

[arrogantalloy]

Well, good. Really don't feel like making Bruce jealous. [Tony doesn't so much agree with that]

You know. I can bite you from here. [He gets comfortable on Thor's big broad surprisingly comfortable shoulders.]

Oddie was a comedian, now he's a naturalist. You know, potters around forests, looking for real versions of me. And actually. Yes, I am. I'm thinking, eggs.

[brothor]

Why would Bruce be jealous? [It's a seemingly innocent question. One that can either imply that Thor is not ill intentioned! Truthfully? He has no idea they're a thing. Oops.]

And I can grab you and throw you. [He says with all of the cheer in the world.] You do not have the advantage here, Stark!

Ah. [He nods at the answer, barely listening to it before he gives Tony a look out of the corner of his eye.]

You really want eggs? After this?

[arrogantalloy]

Because he and I are thing, now.

[He flicks his tail at the thought of being thrown.]

We'll see high-tower, we'll see.

[He shifts so he can see more of Thor's face and so Thor can see more of him.]

I like eggs, and well it's just kind of an urge. Guess I'm like a weasel or something. So onward to eggs, noble steed.

[He pats Thor's shoulder with his little front paw.]

[brothor]

You've always been things.

[He gives him another 'you're weird' look. He's so very talented at them.]

I wasn't aware they were interested in eggs. [He strokes his chin, barely noticing the pat as he trudges toward the great hall.] Not that I intend to stop you, so long as you keep your paws off the bacon.

[arrogantalloy]

What? No we haven't.

[Tony gives his own talented eye roll]

Well, you know picking up a book sometimes and you might learn things like that.

[Tony gives him a look at mentioning of the bacon.]

Bacon and eggs is the staple of any stable young man's breakfast. Do you really think I'm only going to eat eggs and no bacon?

[preanimator]

[ ... hmm, that is a fairly unnatural color, so it could be magical, or otherwise useful. Herbert's just going to take out his wand and levitate the big red weasel into the air for closer examination.]

I wonder if you're more helpful alive or dead?

[arrogantalloy]

[The second Tony feels himself being lifted into the air he squeaks with a surprised indignation. Then looks annoyed at how much he hates that noise.]

That's called murder. Look, I like being in the air as much as the next quidditch player. But normally I lie to be on a broom when it happens.

[His paws swim in the air as he feels the need to try and find the ground.]

[preanimator]

It's not murder if it's an animal. [He'd recognize that obnoxious cadence anywhere.] Stark?

[Oh. Oh, dear. That is an evil looking smirk that's starting to curl up Herbert's lips.]

[arrogantalloy]

Haven't you heard? Fur is mur-

[Tony suddenly feels very not cool with the look Herbert is giving him, his legs swim in the air a little faster.]

Putting me down now would be really good, sound like a good idea to you?