Let's Have a Party!

[runs_on_batteries]

Who: Everyone!
What: Throwing a party
Where: Gym carriage
When: Early Evening- early morning, Apple 28

It was three days after the incident with the train and right at two weeks since they'd been allowed to get off this train and roam a new world. Sure somewhere in there, they'd had a brief reprieve involving a new platform and mess of newcomers, but that had hardly counted as a break from the train. So, the point was, they needed a chance to blow off some steam. What better way than organize a party and roll out the last of his ale to share?

He'd recruited Sarai and Maglor to play their harps and/ or sing for music; Ignis, Ash and Evie to make hors d'oeuvres, Dread and Peter to bring in some chairs; and rigged a lamp and some cloth to make a disco ball-like display in the room (which he made Peter to promise not to touch).

Now he just had to get the guests on the dance floor... to harp music? He misses 'regular' music. Sigh.

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[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter's eyes widen and he leans away from Tony. Part of him is still freaking out inside. There's so many people but he's covered in gross and it's not ideal. And he's in trouble. He's in big trouble. Possibly more trouble than he was back on the summit and maybe, slightly worse than the ferry incident-although that had been, really, really bad.

He swallows, looking Tony directly in the eyes before offering a small nod. "G-Got it."

His voice is a bit shaky and uncertain. However, Tony Stark is still Tony Stark and even though Peter's in really, really big trouble, he's sure Tony still wouldn't let anything happen to him. He swallows again before going to pull his polo off, and really, really wishing he'd worn one of his shirts underneath.

[runs_on_batteries]

He was so angry at the kid. It was just too obnoxious for words that Peter had done this stunt in middle of his party. He wanted to wring the little jerk's neck.

But he also reaches out and touches the young man's shoulder- a spot not covered in gross- and shook his head. "You don't have to do that. Just stay here, get yourself together a bit and get to your room." And Peter could still have Tony's hoodie for the night if he'd like.

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter stops, his hands letting go of the hoodie as he just sigh in relief and misery all at once before nodding his head. His hands still have traces of gross on them and he makes a face.

"I-I'm really sorry, I didn't-I shouldn't have-oh god, why are the lights so bright?" He tries to cover his eyes without actually touching his face.

"I uh... I think I'm okay to go to bed."

[runs_on_batteries]

"Yeah. Get out of here." He steps back so Peter can leave. And just before the kid is too far, away, he says his name again. "Peter. Don't make me start lowering my expectations of you."

At least of his ability to make good decisions. At that, he goes to wash his hands again and return to his party.