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]

[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?

[brothor]

You are both things! We are all things! I do not see how it could be a new occurance.
[You know better than to use slang around him, Stark.]

I know plenty of things. I don't care to expand my knowledge on small animals.

[He shrugs heavily, jostling the rat a little as he walks forward.] I suppose you will not be eating enough to dent the amount I intend to. Perhaps I can share a little.

[arrogantalloy]

Whu- ... [Tony's little furry head drops when he realises that the point has once again shot past Thor's ever thickening skull.]

Dating, Thor. We're dating. And hey, I'm not that small. I mean, come on. I'm bigger than a bread box, that's got to count for something.

[one of his ears flicker.]

You know, I'm noticing that you keep making comments about my size here.

[brothor]

[Thor is just going to side eye the hell out of that furry head as it drops before he quirks an eyebrow in surprise.]

Dating? I thought he barely tolerated you! I was also unaware you wre both homosexuals, that is news to me. [He never picks up these vibes....]

Because you are even tinier than you usually are, and you are generally pretty small.

[arrogantalloy]

Just because I'm dating a guy, and resting on a set of broad muscular shoulders, doesn't make me gay. Or him actually, you're reading too much into this.

Really? You're going to make comments of my real height? There isn't that much difference in height for a start. And also, I'm still growing.

[brothor]

But if you are interested in another male, that generally makes you gay? Does it not? [All of the side eyes.] Do you mean to imply that Banner is attracted to you?

There is a considerable amount of difference, actually. I'm also a few months younger than you, am I not?

[arrogantalloy]

I'm not interested in other 'males'. Just Br- Well he was the one who said yes, and kisses me back. That's not so much of an implication as it is a fact.

[His ear flicks in irritation. And he's not even aware that his emotions are coming through because of them.]

You're also from a completely different gene pool. You need to be tall to fight moose.

[brothor]

Oh, I see! So you are both only gay for each other? So if you were not a 'thing' you would generally date girls? Is there a particular word for it?

Height has nothing to do with moose battle, what on earth are you implying?

[Thor lifts a finger, patting at Tony's little head as they enter the great hall. He's quick to take a seat at the Gryffindor table, starting to stack his plate.]

[arrogantalloy]

Uh, I think I'm just going to go with Brucesexual on this one.

[Because to be honest he has no idea if there's another name for it.]

I'm implying that height is always a good advant-

[Tony stops mid-way, because Thor's patting is strangely distracting as they enter the hall. Once Thor's filled his plate, Tony crawls down, resting on his forearm as he snags some bacon and begins to sit up and eat it.]

[brothor]

I do not think there is a word in my language for that, I am afraid. [He shrugs.] In any case, I wish you all the happiness in the world.

I feel like that has little to do with my- Oi! Stark! Get your own!

[He's going to hunch over his plate protectively, giving him a dirty look.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony leaps off his arm with the bacon and finishes eating it while watching Thor hunch over the rest.]

I am. This is me getting my own.

[Tony climbs back up onto him quickly, attempting to dart into a gap to grab at an egg.]

[brothor]

You are insufferable. [He growls, reaching for another plate in an almost violent manner and serving Tony out his own little buffet. He scowls, mouth still full of his own food. He clearly does not give a fuck if people think he's being weird.]

Eat.

[arrogantalloy]

You know, it's the love and care you show me that really touches my heart.

[He gives him as sarcastic a look as his fury little face can muster then picks up some scrambled egg, sits back on his haunches and starts to eat.