Happy Happy Turkey Day

[handing]

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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[widows_kiss]

Natasha's expression is amused as she picks up the box of Cookie Crisp and lets her gaze drift from it to Tony and back again. "Is this a thing, then?" she asks, her lips quirking faintly. She glances across the room to see Pepper immersed in conversation with someone and angles herself in front of the table to keep them out of the other woman's sight for a little.

"I take it this what you and Pepper have been playing tug-of-war with all day."

[alloys]

"Oh, it is most definitely a thing." He couldn't let the tradition pass unobserved. That, and cereal is really goddamn delicious and a legitimate food choice. Pepper just doesn't happen to share his beliefs.

"It is. This, right here, is my victory in action." He taps the box with his index finger.

[widows_kiss]

"For the moment, anyway." Natasha chuckles, still bemused as she glances over at him. "I have a great amount of faith in your perseverance, Tony, but I think your victory's going to be short-lived once she catches sight of them again. But why cereal?"

Perhaps 'perseverance' hadn't been the right there, but Natasha was fairly certain he'd have objected more to perverseness.

[alloys]

She wasn't wrong about that. But he was rather proud of his 'perseverence', even if he doubted the fight was over yet. This eternal game of cereal tag between him and Pepper. Although, considering people are consuming and enjoying said cereal? He would definitely think himself with the upper hand at the moment.

"It's a tradition. Two years running." That's his story, and he's sticking to it. Though it did make him nostalgic in a strange way. "I was in town for the last Thanksgiving thrown by some characters in this crowd. Same idea - potluck dinner. So I brought cereal."

It was that or Cup of Noodles.