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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"That's- mmf- kind of the idea-" With Teddy's help, the door is open, and with a series of motions that he'd hoped would be smooth but instead ends up a little flaily and clumsy, he twists them around, shoves Teddy into the closet with him, and shuts the door behind them, burying them in darkness and coats, with Billy trapped between the closet wall and Teddy's chest. "...There. No one can complain if we're out of sight, right?"

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"Heh." Teddy sure hopes that's the case, anyway. It's still completely dark, and his eyes haven't adjusted yet, so when he leans over to try whispering in his ear, he ends up pushing his nose against Billy's cheek instead.

"Ha - sorry." He can't help being amused, and instead of going for his ear, Teddy decides to trail his lips down, letting that act as a guide, to brush against his jawline. Once he reaches it, he murmurs against it, "Mm, here I thought we were going to save all this for tomorrow."

Just the word 'tomorrow' makes a sort of giddy happiness bloom in his chest, and god, he is hopeless and he knows it.

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Ooh, well, that's alright. Billy tilts his head a bit to give Teddy access to his neck if he wants to take it. His hands are on Teddy's back, fingers grasping the material to keep him close, brushing over the smooth material of his vest.

"What, you think we can't have it both ways?" His tone is teasing, but there's just as much giddiness beneath the surface; tomorrow is such a huge day, a landmark for any couple but for super heroes and teenagers especially. For super teens it must be some kind of miracle.

For he and Teddy, though... well, it had been pretty easy.

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"Guess there's no rule against it." Teddy would tease more than that, but his mouth is currently preoccupied with Billy's neck, though he decides to be good and not go beyond kisses and nuzzles. How mortifying would it be for the both of them to walk out with a mark that definitely wasn't there before on Billy's neck?

Just after he brushes his lips against Billy's adam's apple, he lifts his head - and bumps his nose against Billy's chin, oops - to press his lips against his boyfriend's instead, his own hands moving up to curl into the sleeves of his dress shirt. God, he'd been actually wanting to kiss him since they first locked eyes after he walked out of the kitchen.

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You know what the great thing about a healing factor is? No hickies. Or at least, not long-lasting ones. Which means that when they finally run out of air, Billy can tilt his head and nibble away at the spot between Teddy's head and shoulders without guilt or concern. It's kind of pointless to do it in the dark, but he'll know, and Teddy will know, and really, what else matters?

"Whoever writes reality makes the rules," he mumbles against Teddy's neck, shifting back to wind his arms around the blond's shoulders and dragging him in for another proper makeout. They could be at this for a good while.]

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Or maybe they won't be, because right then? Pepper opens the door. She's looking for someone's coat, since some people are headed out, and instead she finds two teenagers necking in her closet.

Not what she's expecting.

"Oh god!" First she's just startled at there being people in there at all. Then she realizes who they are and just what they're doing, and, well. At least she's got experience with catching people in compromising positions?

Although it doesn't help much. "What the--Billy, Teddy!" Pepper looks over at the group, a forced smile on her face. "Please tell me I'm not seeing what I think I'm seeing."

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With Teddy so distracted, having been so riled up thanks to Billy nipping at his neck and then the heated kiss that followed, he didn't notice that someone was coming until it was far too late. It's the sudden light that snaps him out of it, seeing how the only way that should be happening is if someone opens the door, and his eyes snap open, then squint a little in the light while he takes a step back, though his hands remain on Billy's upper arms.

"Ms. - Pepper!" Of all the people to walk in on them, why did it have to be her? And... isn't this the second time she did this? Ugh, that's not important; Teddy's absolutely red in the face, and he glances at Billy as if seeking help in some way. "It's not... really... It's only sort of what it looks like."

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"...You are such a bad liar," comes a mumble from below; Billy barely looks up, his face pressed up against Teddy's neck by force rather than by choice when Teddy turns to face the intruder. His face is a little flushed, but that might have more to do with the heat of the moment than embarrassment, considering his response is to stretch a hand out half-blind for the door handle, trying to close the closet again, calling out "Occupied!"

Sorry, Teddy, you'll get no help from him.

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Which of course means that it is exactly what Pepper thinks she's seeing, and worse, only one of the teens is appropriately mortified at being caught. Billy actually tries to shut the door, although Pepper makes sure to hold it open.

"So you were only sort of making out in my coat closet?" She raises an eyebrow, then steps aside in a clear gesture of clearing the way. "Out of the closet, both of you."

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Teddy glances at Billy again, his expression resigned and still mortified, before he lets out a sigh, takes his boyfriend's hands, and starts to lead the way out. They were caught, might as well live up to the consequences and not push it further. Besides, they can always continue in the apartment.

"We're really sorry." He says as he passes Pepper, letting go of one of Billy's hands to rub the back of his neck. Talk about embarrassing.

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Pfft. Pffft. Billy doesn't let Teddy get far; he pulls on Teddy's hand as they move, resisting the pull, and at Pepper's words, he lets out a snort, grinning and pressing his face against the blond's back to try and muffle the noise. "We're already- mmf- we're out of the closet-"

It's not that funny, but he feels planted firmly between giddy, embarrassed, and hysterical, so everything is at least a little bit amusing right now.

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Oh, but Pepper has seen behavior like this before, more times than she'd care to count. When Teddy attempts to pull Billy out, she tries to get a closer look at the all-too-happy kid.

"Billy, have you been drinking?" There may be a hint of accusation in her voice, but that's equal parts concern and frustration; she knows Teddy would take care of him, but Pepper still wants to make sure they can get back home okay.

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Teddy raises an eyebrow at his boyfriend, though he can't fight the little smirk and the quiet snort that escapes. Came out of the closet indeed, ha. Still, Billy isn't exactly cooperating here...

And when Pepper brings that up, Teddy turns his head to look at her, giving her his most unimpressed look. "Yes, he has. Your boyfriend gave him alcohol. Ms. Romanova did too, apparently."

And before Billy can pipe up, Teddy lifts his head, as if he just knows he's going to be interrupted. "I know, I know, you're not drunk. You're tipsy."

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"Mm." Billy nods approving of Teddy's correction, nuzzling against his shoulder. "Oh, and Loki gave me some too. But he definitely shouldn't be drinking, he's too young." He pauses, sobering (sort of) and giving Pepper a very serious look. "I'm sorry about the closet. I'd have taken him to the spare bedroom, but I didn't want to give anyone the wrong impression."

He doesn't sound particularly apologetic, but surely he can get a few points for effort, right?

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So that's an impressively unimpressive list. Pepper bites back the urge to point out that Billy didn't have to drink all the alcohol he'd been given, deciding it better to address the issue at hand instead. "So the better choice was to sneak into the closet in order to make out with your boyfriend."

Logic befitting any drunk--oh, wait, any tipsy person.

"Can you two make it home okay?" If Billy needs to sleep this off, then he and Teddy will likely end up in a spare bedroom anyway. But considering what they'd been doing, Pepper speculates they'll be saying their goodbyes to everyone soon.

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Snrk.

Okay, so Teddy really shouldn't be snickering, but with Pepper wording it like that, he really can't help it. Because yes, this situation was mostly Billy's fault, what with actually drinking all that alcohol and going for making out with the boyfriend in the closet instead of waiting until they got home.

Mostly, anyway. Teddy does shut his eyes and lift his hands up, a grin coming over his face.

"And I'm the one who indulged and went with him, like a responsible boyfriend." He's still grinning as he lowers his hands, letting one come to a rest on Billy's shoulder. "You don't have to worry about Billy. I'll carry him home and make him drink water if I have to. We've got something to do tomorrow, and I'm not about to let a hangover ruin it."

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Billy frowns up at Teddy, looking unimpressed by the hand on his shoulder. It's so impersonal...

"I'm not gonna be hungover on our anniversary, T." He pauses, looking torn once again between sulking and amusement. He's nor sure how he's supposed to feel about all this- getting caught, getting treated like he's incompetent just because he's a little "tipsy", being interrupted when he just wanted to kiss a little. Bah. Adults. And his apparently too-mature boyfriend, too. "And I can still get us home just fine..."

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Be glad that Teddy is acting maturely, Billy.  It does a lot to reassure Pepper, and she gives the pair a grin as Teddy takes responsibility for actions past and future.  “It’s your anniversary tomorrow?  Congratulations.”  Which she means; a year is a big deal, and she is happy for them.  But when Billy says he can get them home, presumably by magic, Pepper shakes her head.  “Nope.  I’m pulling the equivalent of me taking your car keys.  You can walk or you can crash upstairs.”