Happy Happy Turkey Day

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Who: Marvel people plus friends. I'm not even attempting to make this list out.
What: Marvelsgiving!
When: November 22, 2012
Where: House 49
Summary: It's Thanksgiving. There's a meal and socializing. Also fun.
Rating: PG, PG-13 max? A kid got invited to this.
Considering how last minute all of this had been, Pepper was actually pretty satisfied with how things were turning out. Rogue had shown up early with helpers in tow, immediately setting to work in the kitchen. The house had been filled with delicious aromas shortly thereafter, and Pepper busied herself with the other details until guests started to arrive--at which point part of her job became keeping people out of the kitchen, per Rogue's orders.

The set up was straightforward: the dining room table was used to hold the assorted dishes, where people could fix themselves plates. A similar set up with drinks (although please, don't give alcohol to the children). Chairs set out for people to sit, since there were too many to even attempt a traditional sit down dinner. But that was fine by Pepper, who made her way through the group, making sure everyone was happy, or at least not destroying part of her house.

Better safe than sorry, with this crowd.



(ooc: post! mingle! include whatever dish your character brought for the potluck and wait for them to be judged. and as always, have fun.)

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[revoltndevelopment]

He's never been much for baking, working a grill is much more his style. But Thangsgiving means a family style dinner and dinner means dessert- milkshakes aretn't something one made for thanksgiving. For most of the fifth floor today will be down in the village. Leaving little Loki all on his own. It didn't quite sit right with Ben, so he figures bringing him along wouldn't be so bad. Besides. He's a kid that's been through a rough time. Most of the morning is spent putting together the first pie that catches Loki's eye. Pumpkin spice. Ben adds a little maple to the mix, a bit of brown sugar on the top to keep it nice and crisp. It makes a mess in the fifth floor's kitchen but it is been worth it to hear Loki smile and laugh about the end result. Something to be proud of, that pie. Well. Pies. Ben tends t'make food in bulk. A few extra, some small bits of the filling saved for milkshakes later. He cleans up as best he can and recommends Loki change into something clean. Then it's time to pack up the pies and walk them both down to the party, hands full and a rocky grin on his face. He'll be around the kitchen long enough to deliver the pies- and then wherever there's room for him without bothering anyone else.

[not_a_troll]

There has been one maiden telling him about this feast. It was one of food. And being thankful for loved ones are sharing said food with them. The library referred to Thanksgiving as a feast hailing from a small variety of countries on Midgard.

It seems that it didn't require a costume. But when Ben tells him to put on clean clothes he will not pass the great opportunity to dress for the occasion. So when he reappears he is wearing checkered pants and a sweater that is a couple of sizes too big for him. And a pilgrim hat. Because Thanksgiving was about Pilgrim-Midgardians and they wore hats. That sentiment is important and Loki really feels like conveying such a sentiment through said hat.

"Ben of great pie's, I am ready to attend the great feast of Thanksgiving."

[revoltndevelopment]

"...Kid." He blinks down at the rather strange...outfit that Loki chose. It's odd, and strangely endearing. He could say something but heck. He's not going to rain on the kid's parade. "Y'clean up good. Come on, we better get there before Stark blows up the turkey."

[not_a_troll]

"Ben...," Loki replies in the same tone. Even if Ben would tell him his outfit was not fitting for a great feast of thanksgiving he would still wear it. After all, it was a pilgrim hat, how would that not suit such a feast!

Loki nods at that and imagines Tony blowing up the turkey. He chuckles because he knows Tony would actually do such a thing. Especially when it would benefit science.

"I will be bringing this great can of beans as well."

[widows_kiss]

With the food out and being served and her guard duty officially over for the time being, Natasha pauses on the way to the serving table to brush a hand against his arm with a warm smile.

"Hello, Ben."

[revoltndevelopment]

"Natasha." Ben dips his head in greeting, offering the woman a rocky smile. It's hard to dress well when you're his size, but he's found some slacks and a nice dress shirt. She's still a prettier sight by far. "Y'look great."

[widows_kiss]

"Compliments again." She laughs, her eyes warm. "Thank you. So do you. I saw you come in, but Rogue's had me guarding the pies. Mostly against Tony. You came with someone?"

[revoltndevelopment]

"He always tries t'pick in early, don't he?" A rumble of a sigh before he looks over the crowd for the kid he'd brought with him, then Ben nods in his direction. "Loki- the little 'un that lives on my floor. Everyone else was gonna be here and he's a good kid. Really. Noth'n at all like the big'un. Didn't wanna leave him alone so I brought him along."

[widows_kiss]

"It's Tony," she echoes with a laugh, as if this explains everything. Although with Tony, it sort of does.

Ben's answer gets a startled look from her, because that is news to her and her gaze immediately seeks out the boy she'd seen enter with him. "Wait, we have two Loki's?"

[revoltndevelopment]

"He ain't a troublemaker. Honest. Not much at all like the big un-" He turns a bit, subtly putting himself between her and the kid while he explains. "He's twelve, Natasha. Just a kid-and he got back recently from someth'n that went wrong in a bad way. He's not gonna hurt anybody."

[widows_kiss]

Natasha holds up a hand, one eyebrow arching upwards as she picks up on his subtle move. Or not so subtle, to her, because it's one easy for her to recognize, and her tone is sardonic when she replies.

"What are you afraid I'll do, wander over and skewer him on my dessert fork between courses? I'm not in the habit of harming children, Ben."

[revoltndevelopment]

"...been through a bad patch with the Avengers in my world not too far back. They're good people but. Leaves me kinda twitchy." His shoulders relax, though, and he glances back down. "Noth'n against you.""

[widows_kiss]

She lets her hand drop, inclining her head. "I suppose I can't blame you. And some would suspect it of me either way." Once she might have, after all. The right order, or a calculated risk to accomplish a greater goal. She couldn't - wouldn't - argue the fact that she had been the cause of the loss of innocent lives. It was a fact she was all too aware of.

"I was merely curious. This was the first I heard mention of it. How do we have two?"

[revoltndevelopment]

"Dunno. Guess they come from different worlds. Entirely different people, name and family aside. Big'un's not the one from my world, I dunno if this one is. Doubt it but, well. y'never know. Either way he's a good kid. Likes making friends and meet'n new people. Figured this would be a good way f'him to relax."

[widows_kiss]

She gives him a faint smile, letting her gaze memorize the sight of the boy in question, just in case.

"It might be. You have a good heart, Ben. A lot of people wouldn't give chances like that."

[handing]

Pepper had been a little prepared for Ben's unique appearance; she'd spoken to him over the journals, which gave her an idea of what he looked like. Still, seeing it in person is something quite different--but then, so many things are in Luceti.

The most important thing is that he's a guest and a kind person, so Pepper's smile is warm when she goes over. "Hello, Ben. I'm glad you could make it."

[revoltndevelopment]

"Miss Potts." He lifts his cup to her with a rocky smile. Pleasant woman, quick and clever to arrange this so nice and neat. Well. As nice and neat as something can be with all these people involved. "Glad t'be invited."

[handing]

"Pepper, please." Especially at something like this, formal addresses feel entirely wrong even if they are polite. "Are you having a good time so far?"

[revoltndevelopment]

"Miss Pepper." Cheeky, sometimes, can be Ben Grimm. It's said with a tinge of humor. "I am. S'good t'have everyone together on a holiday."

[handing]

"Very cute." Pepper would take it, and she nodded when Ben confirmed he was enjoying himself. "I think so too. I'm just glad everything's come together so well, especially since it was all last minute. Thanks in no small part to Rogue."

[revoltndevelopment]

"Aunt Petunia always said so." The grin widened. "Y'both did a great job. Nice spread, real warm and cozy. Even room for me t'move around without knock'n into people or things...so weird t'see that girl as a teen."

[handing]

"Is it? I've only ever known her here." But considering how many of them Sue had recognized from her world, Pepper isn't surprised to learn there's another version of Rogue there as well.

[revoltndevelopment]

"Wouldn't surprise me. From what I hear from Clint mutants are either a lot better at keep'n to themselves, or haven't become a big thing just yet in your world. In mine she and her group came right up in the middle of a lotta different messes, try'n t'sort it out. Nice woman. Throws a mean punch."

[handing]

Or a third possibility: they didn’t exist. But even before Luceti, where the impossible seemed commonplace, Pepper had learned there were aspects of her world that were entirely unbelievable, and entirely true all the same. After what had happened in New York, it was a lot harder to think that mutants weren’t in their future in some form or fashion.

“I haven’t seen her fight, but it wouldn’t surprise me.” Not given Rogue’s attitude. More often than not Pepper felt off balance around her, to put it lightly.