Generic Winter Gift Giving Holiday

[asthehawkflies]

Who: Marvel cast+invited guests and dates
What: CH5 Floor 5 hosts Generic Winter Gift Giving Holiday, in the spirit of cooperation, inclusiveness and good food.
When: December 25th
Where: Community House 5, Floor 5
Summary: Pepper and Tony held Thanksgiving, now it is Floor 5's collective turn to host the party for Christmas/Hanukkah/Yule/whatever those crazy Midgarians celebrate anyway. Hopefully everyone will survive.
Rating: PG-13 because alcohol




[It seemed only fair that since Pepper and Tony had hosted the last holiday, that someone else host this time. And since they kind of had an entire floor, the inhabitants of Floor 5 had bravely and nobly taken the task upon themselves to create a party that they could all share.

The doors are propped open to try to give them enough space for mingling, with a Christmas tree set up in Clint's living room, presents laid out beneath it. And maybe he's been a bit enthusiastic with the decorating, because it's kind of weighted down with tinsel and baubles, but it's been more than twenty years since he last had a Christmas tree and people to spend it with. Everyone else has added their own personal touches too, with a menorah in the windowsill for Ben and Billy.

The place of honour on the couch is taken by Coulson, wrapped up in blankets and Clint has helpfully hung a sprig of mistletoe over his head with string because he is thoughtful like that.

The kitchen is laid out with food; there's the traditional turkey which they'd managed to prepare (Clint is rather proud of that), and a ham. Oddly for some perhaps, there's also a large fish in the middle of the table, the carp that Clint and Natasha have spent the last week keeping in a bathtub. There are, of course, assorted cakes and pies, vegetables in bowls. There's drinks too, mulled wine and hot cider and chocolate. There's also a plate of sugar cookies labelled 'Coercion Cookies'. Not to mention the food that Ben and Billy made which he doesn't know the names of but smells amazing anyway.

It's a somewhat chaotic affair; people arriving and leaving as they please, gifts given out whenever it seems appropriate and games played whenever there's a group big enough.]


[OOC: Feel free to have people drop by whenever they like, even early if they want to help prepare or discover large fish in the bathtub.]

Comments

Set up shenanigans?

[revoltndevelopment]

...BARTON!

[He'd ducked in to use the can, a quick break and wash up in the middle of getting all the food laid out in the kitchen, and finds a huge frigg'n problem.]

Why the @#$%! is there a FISH in the bathtub?

All the shenanigans

[asthehawkflies]

[Clint is in his apartment, putting out some of the presents that he'd swiped from around the fountain in town, because he knew he'd probably forgotten some people and he doubted he'd even know everyone, but still wanted them to get gifts.

He ducks back out into the kitchen when Ben shouts, frowning slightly before he remembers.]

Oh, that's Ethel. She's a carp.

Phil vs. the Mistletoe

[somethingtoavenge]

[Phil was glad to be able to enjoy the Christmas festivities from the couch. While he also wished he'd be able to help out, he knew that the minute he offered there would be looks that spoke volumes about taking care of his health and being an idiot.

To avoid that, Phil gladly holds court from the Couch, greeting everyone who comes in with a cheerful if slightly hoarse voice.

At least, until the mistletoe above him is brought to his attention.

It was easy to guess who had done it. The minute Coulson is well, he will get you back Clint, so watch your back. For now, he contents himself with giving Clint bland looks, which promise bad things, every time he sees him.

When not trying to freak Clint out with bland looks, Phil keeps glaring at the mistletoe, wishing he had a gun or a knife so he could destroy the thing since Clint had hung it out of his reach or greeting those who come in.

Kiss him at your own peril. Or non-peril.]

Re: Phil vs. the Mistletoe

[widows_kiss]

[Natasha's running a little late to the party and there's already several people mingling when she comes down from her floor to join them. She passes off a platter and a casserole to Clint with a kiss on the cheek before coming in to find Coulson.

The glare directed at the mistletoe is impossible to miss and she's chuckling as she approaches him, a grin on her lips.]

Well isn't this festive?

Phil vs. the Mistletoe

[windandrain]

[Saori, curious about the man seated on the couch, approached with an interested look. Clint had invited her to the party, but she didn't really know anyone there but him, Adele, and her BFF well, so she was making round to interesting looking people. And unfortunately for Coulson, he apparently was quite interesting to gods of all sorts, and not just Aesir.]

It appears you are in a bit of trouble, sir.

[revoltndevelopment]

...Brought ya some cider.

[The only reason for Ben's hesitation is that blam'n sprig of green above Phil's head. He spends a long moment just staring up at it before he snorts, shakes his head and settles down next to Phil, offering him a mug. Who is gonna tell the Thing he has to do anything he doesn't want to?]

Re: Phil vs. the Mistletoe

[asthehawkflies]

[Clint eventually has to face the music, and he flops down onto the couch next to Coulson, holding out a drink for him and grinning.]

How you feeling, boss?

Clint

[asthehawkflies]

[Clint can be found splitting his time between the kitchen and living room, greeting people and making sure that everyone has drinks and helps themselves to food because seriously, the inhabitants of the floor are never gonna make it through all that themselves. He may have gone slightly overboard with trying to enforce festive cheer in that regard.

Occasionally, he might be found slipping out to his bedroom when he needs a little space, perched precariously on the window ledge, legs dangling outside.]

[windandrain]

[During one of these side-trips that Clint takes to his window to brood, if he looks down, he might find a certain someone looking up at him. From the ground level, Saori leaps straight up and lands on the windowsill carrying a long, carefully wrapped parcel. She wasn't really one for parties, but when she'd been invited she could hardly refuse.

Particularly a request from him.]

May I join you, Clint?

Re: Clint

[widows_kiss]

[She finds him one of the times he's catching a breather in his window, leaning out beside him, hands propped on the frame as she takes a deep inhalation of the crisp night air. Her expression is fond as she nudges her shoulder against his.]

Hiding already, are we?

because they needed to meet

[theboywiththebook]

[Henry was actually looking for a bathroom to use, unsure where to find one on this floor. However, he does stumble across Clint's room. When he
s about to get out, he stops hen he see's an older man brooding on the window ledge.]

Hey, are you okay?

Natasha

[widows_kiss]

{Preparation for this party was a little more involved than what she and Clint normally attempted, but that was mostly because he'd decided they needed to catch a carp. Why he'd decided on that particular tradition to enact, she still wasn't quite certain, but she was very glad that Ethel was living in his tub and not hers.

She half expected there to be more fuss around the time that Ethel became 'Dinner' but other than finding out Clint had no idea how to go about cleaning and cooking a fish, there was a relieving lack of chaos.

With most of the dinner cooked or cooking (using both floors' kitchens, with the amount of food required to feed the group possibly coming), she slips away to get ready and reappears down on Clint's floor a little after the first guests start arriving. She's dressed casually but warmly. A pair of jeans and a cream sweater, her hair left loose and wavy.

She spends most of the night mingling and fetching things for Coulson and stealing food here and there, usually found with a glass of something in her hand. While the Christmas party thing isn't usually her style, she puts a friendly face on for it and actually finds herself enjoying it.]

Natasha

[not_a_troll]

[Loki has seen this maiden a couple of times, mostly accompanied by Clint Barton. It would be most polite to ask this maiden the most important question one could ask during a celebration of Christmas.]

So you are Clint Barton's b.g.f., yes?

Henry

[theboywiththebook]

[Christmas day, oh boy, his day really would have sucked if Natasha hadn't invited him to a Christmas party. After all, he's alone with no family. The best he could do would be sit at home and not cry his eyes out at not being able to see his family. Plus lets not forget the dead rabbit corpse he got as a present from some horrible person.

But considering the overall mood of the party and the awesome gift he got from Santa he's forgotten his depression for today. Right now he's kind of wandering about the party, weaving in out between the taller guests (because everyone's taller than him.

At times he can be found getting a plate load of food and eating it all.

Others, he's sitting off by himself.]

Re: Henry

[widows_kiss]

[Natasha almost bumps into him one of the times he's weaving through the guests, lifting her mug above his head to keep from spilling anything. She gives him a warm grin, glad to see him here.]

Henry, you made it! I'm glad you came and joined us.

[revoltndevelopment]

[Ben's stepping half back from the counter with a fist full of mugs of cider to pass around when he notices the kid. No one he knows, but he figures someone invited him. He grunts a soft 'scuze me' and turns a bit before kneeling down to offer him a mug.]

Cider, kiddo?

Loki

[not_a_troll]

[After giving everyone a very important fist of Yule to the arms and thus doing his part of great gift giving, Loki is mostly busy with sitting on the couch and reading one of those large, old books he has found in the library.

Next to him is a nice, big plate full of pastries and other edible things, accompanied by a large glass of lemonade (oh how this feast is lacking shaken milk).

Sometimes he heads out to talk with people, but for once, actually, he prefers the book above anything social.]

[revoltndevelopment]

...y'coulda broken your fingers, kid.

[Ben says with a faint chuff of laughter, rubbing his arm at the punch.]

Is that a normal tradition on Asgard?

[selfhelp]

[Billy will spend more or less the first half of the party mingling like a good host (sort of, by default as a floormate) and chatting up people or doing his cultural duty helping provide the party with a good supply of fried foods for the Hanukkah-celebrating or the curious. It's been a few days since The Bad Stuff and he's in considerably higher spirits, but big parties still aren't really his thing, so he can only hold up the enthusiasm amidst a pile of adults for so long.

Eventually he'll be dragging Teddy, Sabriel, and Loki to his apartment- where he has a TV and video game station stolen borrowed from the rec center and set up across from the fireplace, couches set up around it and more snacks than they should legally be allowed, with a couple of games and controllers waiting for them. And they are going to play Mario Kart. All night. Yes. (Or until they get bored, or play something else, whatever. They're teenagers, they do what they want.)

And the hax will totally not be used. probably]

[thebellthatbinds]

[Sabriel had been quite touched to have been invited to the gathering but unfortunately for her, most of the adults at the gathering were people she had not met before. Considering the familiarity they seemed to share with each other it was a little more awkward than she had hoped...which is why she quite gladly follows Billy and the others back to somewhere quieter and smaller.]

So...what exactly is a 'Nintendo 64?'

[jamesbarnes]

[Bucky arrives at the party sporting this abomination. He and Steve will be ribbing each other whenever they're together, but otherwise if he has any sense of shame, it doesn't make an appearance. He seems to be in pretty good spirits all around.

After ducking in to see if anyone needs a hand with party-related things he'll be handing out gifts, eating, and generally lounging around looking super cool in his light-up Christmas sweater.]

[widows_kiss]

[She spots him the moment he comes in the door - something rather hard to miss, considering what he's wearing, but she does her best to stifle a laugh, fingers coming up to press against her lips as her eyes light in humor.]

My, Mr. Barnes. You're obviously feeling very festive.

Ben Grimm

[revoltndevelopment]

[For his part Ben doesn't really give out gifts on the whole as much as he sort of casually nudges people to the packages he's got laid out for them if they've come to the party. Anything else he'll hand deliver later.

He's happy to just hand out food, keep the kitchen stocked and just make sure everyone's enjoying themselves. To the end of the night he might be found settled near a window, looking out at unfamiliar stars and thinking of home.

He'll duck out to restock cider, beer, and cocoa midway through and have a heck of a time making it back, but he will. It'll just take awhile.]

Steve

[neversurrender]

[Steve arrives not long after Bucky, arms folded strategically over a very...decorative sweater vest. Picking out Bucky's sweater and making him wear it had been fun. The retaliation, however, not so much.

So for the length of the party he'll be trying to cover up the hideous piece of clothing, eating, and trading jokes at each others expense with Bucky whenever they meet.]

Steve

[asthehawkflies]

[Clint sees the sweater. Of course he does. It's his job to see things and if he puts those powers to the use of evil, well, they shouldn't make such good targets.]

Wow, Barnes really wasn't kidding when he said he wasn't sure who'd come off worse.

Adele

[fleurdesel]

[Adele was a little uncertain about the invitation, not because she assumed Clint would be insincere in the offer but rather the location. It's been a long while since she's been up quite so high while in her right mind. Half a pill and a meditative exercise later and she's alright for a short visit.

Bearing gifts of food and a few wrapped packages she hadn't given the night before, Adele mingles for a short while. An hour, perhaps two before she has to duck back out and head home. ]