Party! Party!

[fae_of_the_rose]

Out Tonight

You're at a party! There's music, food, karaoke (oh god), drinks...you name, it's here. Let your hair down and have fun!

Rules

1. Post and wait for a reply/reply to others
2. Use the RNG to get a scenario from the list below.
3. Or don't. Up to you.
4. Have fun!
5. If someone says "I don't want to do this", don't do that.

List

1. Dancing (It's a party. There's music. Let's dance!)

2. Drinking Contest (Chug chug chug! Just don't get sick)

3. Fight (All that booze did a number on everyone's tempers)

4. Kitchen (For a little peace and quiet and access to the chips)

5. Bathroom (For a little peace and quiet or a place to regret drinking that much. Or sex. We know how these things go)

6. Buffet (Ooh, are those chocolate covered strawberries? And is that punch spiked?)

7. Wild Card (It's your party, and you'll do what you want to)

Comments

[hulkbusted]

[Bruce straightens and smiles because Tony in this kind of mood has that effect on almost everyone.]

It was that tracking chip you implanted the one time you got me to have a glass of wine with you, wasn't it?

[Granted, it had been a very big glass and Bruce had a very low tolerance, but he's pretty sure he's joking about the tracking chip.]

[shaves]

It was! But also because only the cool kids hang out in the kitchen at parties.

[ Winking, he drapes over him companionably with an arm and watches the view, head tipping on Bruce's shoulder. ]

Where's my present? If you came empty-handed that's cool, I don't mind. I'm just glad you're here.

[hulkbusted]

It's not because you know me so well.

[He fishes his Stark phone out of his pocket and presses a single icon he'd prepped before arriving, bringing up a display of an accessory that every well-dressed armored superhero should have.]

I figured out how to add additional radiation protection to the suit without sacrificing weight or maneuverability. You should be able to incorporate it into your Mark VIII design if you want to.

[He leaves his phone on the railing and fishes out a small wrapped package from his other pocket. It's a cheap Chinese ripoff Iron Man figure he thought Tony might get a kick out of.]

[shaves]

Really?

[ Picking up the phone, he scrolls down the calculations and blinks blank-faced as he sinks into Reading Mode. It's interrupted when he notices the wrapped gift and immediately lights up. ]

I knew you'd get me something I could rip open. What is it? [ SHREDDING PAPER. ] Holy shit, it's me. I'm the most dignified I've ever been!

[ Barking with startled joy as the awful model is made to dance up Bruce's sleeve, Tony doesn't hide his delight. ]

[hulkbusted]

They say homemade gifts are the most meaningful. [He takes his phone back and tucks it away. JARVIS will have all the specs for Tony when he wants them.]

But I thought something that appealed to your ego would go farther. Happy birthday, Tony.

[shaves]

No, the radiation shield — that's amazing, I'm. I don't even have enough words right now to articulate what that means, please have me relay my genuinely touched thanks tomorrow when I'm sober and dying of a hangover.

[ Brace yourself for a hug, Bruce. It's a little wobbly.

Little!Tony is tapping gratefully too. ]

[hulkbusted]

[Bruce laughs faintly and pats his back. Somehow the hug isn't really all that surprising; Tony's pretty free with hugs and draped arms and general familiarity.]

I want you around for a lot longer, okay? So it's selfish.

[shaves]

The wind's in my eye. Wow, great timing, right?

[ So, so roasted right now. Pls stop being sentimental and whatever, dude, he has to get all this damp out the corner of his eye. Maybe it's sea-spray! ]

This little guy is so great, I'm putting him in the garage as the official mascot. Tony Banner.

[hulkbusted]

It's okay, I don't see anything. [He reaches for the figure.] Why don't I take little Tony Banner? for you before he goes swimming.

[shaves]

He's our child, please be gentle.

[hulkbusted]

You're so drunk, but see, he's going in here. [Into his jacket's inside breast pocket, safe and sound.] And JARVIS already has the shielding schematics, your presents are safe.

[shaves]

I'm not drunk, you'd know if I was. We wouldn't be having this conversation.

[ Elbows on the railing, he hangs over to let the breeze rustle his gel-fluffed hair. ]

How long have you been working on the radiation protection?

[hulkbusted]

A few months. [Tony says he's not drunk, but Bruce offers his glass of water anyway.] I'd take notes while you were too busy in suitland to notice.

[Which spoke volumes of the trust between them that Tony would let him see so much of the suit's inner workings. It was trust Bruce was determined never to see misplaced.]

It may need some tweaking, but the tech's sound.

[shaves]

[ More than overwhelmed that Bruce has been paying such close attention to his newest pet project (never offended, he wants him involved wherever possible) he nods along. ]

You should be the one to implement it with me, it'll be our thing.

[hulkbusted]

If that's what you want. [Did things get much more intimate than that when it came to Tony Stark? Silly, but it felt like he was getting a gift rather than giving one.] We can talk about it tomorrow, after the hangover and regret.

[shaves]

Mm. You're not drinking, even though it's a depressant and won't make you puff up?

[hulkbusted]

You know why I don't drink. [Ugly history, deep-seated fears, and topics not best brought up for Tony's birthday. He also knows that Tony can talk him into doing it now and then, and if not now, when?]

Before you give me the earnest, "just one won't hurt," I'll have one glass of wine to toast the birthday boy, okay?

[shaves]

Yeah, but — [ — it's my birthday doesn't even have to cross his lips once (and it would only be once, given Bruce's history with alcohol in his family) before he's delighted to hear him agree to a single glass. ]

Sounds good. You're sure?

[ Just checking. He wouldn't want to bully him into anything uncomfortable, even at his worst stage of whining. ]

[hulkbusted]

[Mark the day, Tony is thinking of Bruce's feelings and double-checking, even when Bruce knows that he'd really like to see him have a drink. It's... actually, it really does feel like he's been given a gift.]

I'm sure. Come on, I'm going to let you buy me a drink. [He puts a companionable arm around Tony's shoulders meaning to turn him back toward the kitchen where they can doubtless find some ridiculously expensive wine hidden away from the less ridiculously expensive wine put out for the regular guests.]

[shaves]

I already paid for all these drinks. Everything the light touches, Simba.

[ Obediently ushered along, he slings an arm around Bruce's waist to hold his balance in check, though he walks seamlessly all the same. The kitchen is a lot brighter than the rest of the Malibu house, people chatting animatedly as he winds his way to an informal cabinet covered in random bottles, some native to the party and others brought as gifts. He hasn't seen most of them, even the opened ones.

Wine, wine, wine ... ]

Are you crashing here tonight? I think Thor will.

[hulkbusted]

Red wine, Tony. I might as well do something for my heart if I'm going to drink. [Right. Says the man whose body and immune system would be a miracle were it not for the slight mutation problem.] And pick something good.

[He looks around at the mention of Thor. The Other Guy and the Thunderer have put their differences aside, but it does give him a moment's pause.]

Yeah, I was going to stay to walk you through your present in the morning.

[shaves]

Hah! Yeah, you may want to reschedule. Tomorrow is Birthday Boxing Day, TV and take-out.

[ He hands him a glass of Merlot, the Petrus Pomerol giving off a fruity scent that contrasts with a lavish vanilla taste. Fuck knows who bought it, but Tony can tell it's the best red wine around. ]

[hulkbusted]

It's your party. [Bruce gives the wine a sniff and nods appreciatively. He likes to joke that he can smell crazy, and that might be an exaggeration, but he definitely has a sensitive sense of smell and the wine meets his not-terribly-discerning approval.]

But I bet you'll be going through those files before the pizza guy gets here.

[shaves]

[ Stop the presses, Bruce actually approves of a drink Tony has put in his hand. ]

I'm not denying anything pre-emptively.

[hulkbusted]

[He'd like it better if he could just sniff it all night, but he raises the glass to Tony in an admittedly low-key toast.]

Here's to doing this again next year. [With their lives, just a wish for another year of life is wish enough.] Happy birthday.