voidtreckerexpress | Happy birthday Tony

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Happy birthday Tony

Characters: Tony & you - yes you - OTA
When: Fiddlesticks
Where: Everywhere
Rating/Warnings: Tony is involved, you're warned?
Summary: Relax & enjoy with the birthday boy. (PS - Don't forget to tag in & tag around!)

The morning started out with breakfast in bed and coffee so at least that much was quiet. The gift of the crocheted baby shark slippers had gone over well but even the advisor turned away at the expression he'd received over the macadamia nuts gathered from the island that had been made into soft baked cookies. A hopefully quiet birthday dinner was planned, cooked by Ignis and Madoka of course and their daughter had made the birthday cake.

But in the meantime, go mingle at the snacks table or pour yourself a drink of some type and chat with the birthday boy. There's also dancing and shenanigans to be had too, with music and other things courtesy of Peter!

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You can catch the birthday boy more than likely getting tipsy, but don't worry, Ignis is on clean up!

[With as much time as he spent around Ignis, he knew something was up. It wasn't easy keeping track of what day it would be if they considered the Earth-based holidays, but apparently someone was.

The earlier part of his day was nice and peaceful. The second half.. he might have started inviting EVERYONE to dinner. He'd been drinking, which was his only excuse. Now he sits with a travel mug full of rum, a plateful of treats, and baby shark slippers on his feet.

[He's going to get more treats, too--in the form of Sarai with a long, thin box in her arms. It looks like a suit box, but Tony will find that there is not a suit within it. There's a braided bit of string around it to wrap it, but no more design than that--the Au Ra aren't known for wrapping presents, and if Dread was involved, the Roegadyn's handiwork is not outwardly obvious.]

Happy nameday, Tony! [She slides in next to him and carefully places the box so she won't spill his mug, and gives him a smooch on the cheek.] I brought you presents!

Sarai! Thank you.

[While he was already in a good mood, his smile brightens even further at that sweet greeting.]

That box looks awful big for sexy photos of yourself. Did you not get my wish list?

Glorfindel sought out Tony once he knew what was going on. It was the first time he'd spoken to the human face to face. Though as this was a party in his honor, he would not expect the other to be very focused on making a new acquaintance.

He lifted one hand to his chest and bowed slightly. "Tony Stark I presume? I am Glorfindel. We've spoken over the ICP. I wanted to congratulate you on your birthday....and complement your footwear. Those are some nice slippers!"

Tony gave Glorfindel a brighter smile than he might've if he wasn't pleasantly buzzing on the liquor in his system. He chuckled a bit at the bow, wondering if it was too late to get everyone to bow to him like that even for the day. The other part about the ICP reminded him to focus on what the elf was saying instead of wherever his mind meandered.

"Ah, yes. Glorfindel. Thank you!" He glanced down at his feet as though he forgot what he was wearing. "You like absurdity. I shall remember that. Anyone ever call you Glory? Are you going to hit me if I find you a nickname?" Glory Flory. Glory Mallory. Glory Sunflower Seeds. Glory.. he couldn't think of anything amusing to add to that. "I have elven alcohol if you'd like some."

"Glory isn't a favorite, no," Glorfindel said. "I don't mind Glor, however. That was one of the nicknames Reno gave me during the recent mission." Glor meant gold in Sindaran, Glory just sounded weird. He was not however going to tell the drunk human his name literally translated as 'gold hair.'

His eyebrows both went up at the mention of elven alcohol. It was light, refreshing, and known to floor full grown dwarves, and everyone knew they could hold their liquor. "Thank you, I wouldn't mind a glass. And I wouldn't hit you on your birthday. That would be rude." Plus, he was certain Madoka would pout.

Creed is not going to dinner. Hell, he'd avoid the party, save for one thing: Alcohol. He needs a damned drink at this point. He'd seen that Renee's name was gold, and knew what that meant.

The rum isn't bad. So, he grabs himself a cup of that, after a shot of whiskey, and then turns and stares at the things on Stark's feet.

"What the hell are those?"

Tony was amused by the large man who comes in and makes a beeline for the booze. God, he'd been there before. Fortunately, today wasn't one of those days. It helped when he actually made his own alcohol so he didn't have to go anywhere for it.

With a glance down at his feet, like he'd forgotten what was down there, he chuckled and looked back at Creed. "Whimsy." He offered his glass in a toast.

Creed doesn't get drunk. It sucks, but it's also a perk. He's drunk a lot of people under the table. Including Black Widow... No, he's going to think about the living people he left behind.

So at Stark's comment, he chuckles. "You sound like my husband." He says, finding a seat. "Enjoying the celebration?"

"Hey Tony-san~" Kaito pops up at his elbow at some point.

"I heard you have a birthday~"

PON!

"Brought you a present!"

His face lit up seeing his young friend.

"Kaito! How a- oh? What's this? Here hold this." He handed his mug over to Kaito, even though he could've put it on the table right next to them. Don't ask.

He picked up the lookalike and examined it with a low 'ooo' of approval. "Very nice, kid! Should I be worried about this going up in smoke like a stink bomb?" He remembered a prank or two from this particular group of friends.

Kaito grins, balancing the mug easily.

"Nah. Don't wanna waste my resources when they're limited. Glad you like it! Took me a bit to scrounge the right bits of paper."

Mami is aware of the date: Madoka's fathers are very important to her, and such a busy man deserves a day of rest.

She won't stay long, but she'll sneak in and leave a small gift: some perfectly round coconut macaroons, crafted with a few extra coconuts from the mission. Mr. Scientia is a fine cook, of course, but such a popular birthday boy is bound to attract a big crowd. So a little extra help might not hurt them.

Mami leaves the plate on the table, bows, and waves.

How the man was observant at all with the amount he'd been drinking was anyone's guess. However, logical or not, he does spot Mami and her plate of pretty cookies.

He came over when she waved and picked up one of the cookies. "Mami, how sweet of you to drop these off. I'll have to show these off to Ignis and Mady. How've you been?"

With music being provided this is definitely a thing, so get out there & do it!

Whatever else you want goes here - choose your own adventure!

Tony woke with a reluctant grunt and looked up at Ignis with a groggy expression. He would be annoyed at getting woken up (not that it wasn't a reasonable time to get up) but he spotted the tray in his hands. His lips curled into a grin and he chuckled.

"What's this, Tiger?" He asked, sitting up and scooting back to prop his back against the headboard. He covered his mouth with his the back of his hand as he yawned. "We need to get you some sexy costumes if you're going to keep doing this."

"It's your birthday by our count." Ignis replied easily, setting the tray down. Normally he doted on Tony anyway, but today would be much more of that. Without really thinking about it, after the tray was set down he handed over the cup of coffee meant for the birthday boy. And then he procured his own from the tray.

He blushed at hearing the part about the sexy outfits after taking a sip. "I believe just a simple collar would do for a show of proof of ownership, should any other passenger inquire as to who I belong to." This was a playful swipe at the older man stating that he was owned in front of Alice.

Ignis hadn't argued because he liked the idea of being owned somewhere. And the collar idea was growing on him the more thought that was put into it. But he said nothing and instead redirected the attention off of the mental image of a silver and gold collar.

"Do you feel any older?"

It seems Madoka just has the impeccable timing to have been able to miss all this inappropriate Not Safe For Madokas talk. It's hard to miss the fact that the girl is approaching with the sudden footsteps growing louder (yet light enough to betray it's not some huge person running) coming from the hallway before they stop and Madoka peeks into the room.

"Papa, sorry for being late! I was grabbing--"

The girl starts quickly rambling as she enters the room, stopping midway through her sentence as she already notices her fathers together there with a half-surprised look on her face. For a second she's quiet, frozen to the spot, but then with unintended comical timing she instead throws her arms up into the air.

"Dad, happy birthday..!"

"My w- really?" He looked at Ignis surprised. Although that wasn't nearly the biggest surprise coming his way in the next few seconds. He stared at his fiance when he seemed to be warming to the idea of having a collar. That was hilarious! And he just might have to make one to see if Ignis would wear it. Were any of the elves bored enough to help him with that? Probably.

Before he could answer about if he felt older (which the answer was yes) his sweet little princess was running in and giving the cutest display. It was so endearing, even if he was sure Madoka wanted this to come off a whole lot more polished than it did. To him, it was almost making him tear up. "Come here and give your daddy a hug," he answered with a grin.

He kissed her cheek when she hugged him and he scooted over so she could sit on the bed with him. "How did I ever get so lucky to have you two? That's better than anything I could've asked for."

This is the part where Ignis was going to attempt to look innocent as he sipped his coffee. It was always inwardly satisfactory to see surprise on the other's face and be able to give back as good as he got. He'd mentally give the man only so much rope so to speak before he decided it was time to start payback. And then there were ties he didn't do that at all.

Hearing their daughter come running, the coffee cup was set down to a safe place and smiles. It's always so heart warming to him to have the three of them together as a family, especially after a mission. The advisor didn't try to interrupt Tony and Madoka's time together and took a picture of them on the bed.

So there was a smile in Ignis' reply at the question posed by Tony. "I believe you were simply yourself."

Tony doesn't have to ask twice. Even moreso since it's his birthday today and he should get his every birthday wish fulfilled. But hugging her dad is never a punishment in the slightest, and Madoka has a gleeful smile as she runs over towards him for a hug.

When he gives her space on the bed, Madoka neatly fits on it next to him, leaning snugly against his side by the time Ignis takes that picture.

"Yeah. Papa's smart, so he's right." Although the thought of anyone feeling lucky to have her is absolutely wild to Madoka, but she'll just try to accept it for now. "Besides.. dad, isn't this the part where you say it's just because you're that awesome?"

There, Tony. It's your favourite birthday present: daughter sass. Honestly, the very fact she dares to say as much while being all cozy like this says a lot about how comfortable she is with her two fathers like this.

Although it's not the only birthday present. The girl rummages through her pockets, pulling out something small and placing it on Tony's lap - it's a bracelet made of shells and string that she made.

"And this is what you get for being awesome, dad. And for your birthday. I'm sorry, I know it's not a big present.."

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