Civil War 2, The Babies

[bbbee]

WHO: Janet Van Dyne, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, OTA
WHERE: Noth
WHAT: Snow battle
WHEN: during event
WARNINGS: cuteness, TBD

(You can either respond to this directly, or treat it as a top level for your character)



They might have been kidnapped or something, but that wasn't any reason not to have fun. Despite only knowing one of them, she dragged both Tony and Steve out into the snow, clearly considering herself the boss.

"We're going to have a snow fight," she announced, "We need to build forts first though. Over here. And I get some else on my team, because I'm a lady and that's fair," she adds, giving them a pointed look that dared either of them to argue. "You can decide which of you is on my team. And we can find other people to join so long as the teams are fair, okay?"

Comments

[in_extremis]

Jan was so clearly decisive that being handed the power to decide what the teams were felt like a test, and Tony's gaze slid over to Steve inquisitively, hoping he knew what the parameters were. All Tony really wanted was to build the fort, his could already envision it and there was too much work to be done to realize it perfectly to be talking about fair teams. What did other kids do? "We could fight for it," he proposed, because that seemed to be mostly how hierarchies were determined, and Tony could lose quickly so he could go gather the necessary tools.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Steve's already started building off in a corner somewhere, packing snow together happily. He is just happy to be included, because, after all, he's usually last picked to be on a team. That he's even in consideration is amazing to him. "We're gonna have a fight to have a fight?" he asks, raising a brow. "Well, it doesn't matter to me which team I'm on," he answers. "'Cause you're all swell."

[ OoC: I don't have a pb picked pretend he is a scrawny young kid ]

[bbbee]

"No fighting," Jan concluded with a decisive nod, "Just, um-" She had to pause for a moment to think of a good solution. "...Rock, Paper, Scissors," she decided, winner's with me." That was fair, right? "And if more kids come then loser gets first pick of them."

[pursuitofcappiness]

"Rock paper scissors? Okay." He holds up his hand to do the game with Tony so they could decide who gets to have Jan as a teammate. Both of them are faster and better at endurance than he is, but there are other kids around so maybe some of them want to come play.

[in_extremis]

The only people that Tony had heard talk like Steve were Nick Fury and Dum Dum, and neither of them had called him 'swell' before. He was still figuring out how he felt about that when he started nodding enthusiastically at Jan's solution, kind of a fight with less fighting and faster, and readily braced his fist on his palm. "On three. One, two...," he instructed, very serious and focused, except for the hand that surreptitiously dropped away to grab at the shelf of snow behind him and ready to defend himself with a fistful should his scissors be defeated.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Steve also looks very focused, except even though he sees Tony grab some snow, he doesn't. He'll fight him fair and square.

He rock paper scissors a rock, and then immediately puts his arms up across his face in defense.

[in_extremis]

The move startled Tony enough to laugh, wound up tight now and expecting a more confident offence the moment they had him at a disadvantage, and there was no way for him to take Steve's arm up except to splatter his fistful of snow against it.

[pursuitofcappiness]

"We didn't start yet!" he complains. "You can't throw snow at the negotiations table!" That was a good way to start a whole war.

[bbbee]

"Anthoooony," Jan rebuked, hands on her hips. She might not know how to middle name him, but she sure as hell knows how to full first name shame. That didn't seem quite enough though, so she ducked to grab up fist fulls of snow and tackled Tony, trying to force the snow down the back of his neck. "That's not nice!"

[in_extremis]

Far too overconfident from Steve's defensive position, and in no way prepared to use his strength against a girl, Tony was easily overcome and was face down in the snow before he understood what was happening. He yelped and squirmed to get away from the ice going down his shirt, rolling to the side to be less exposed and to put a hand up to keep Jan at a distance. He didn't need to be that close to her to throw another balled fistful of snow against her chest.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Looks like the fight's already started, so Steve takes the time to pick up a fistful of snow to throw at Tony while he's busy with Jan. "Say uncle!" he calls, while they surround him.

[liliputana]

At some point during deliberations, a tiny bundled-up ten-year-old trots over: she's overheard, and she wants in on the action.

"I have good aim," she says, very seriously. "And I don't care what team I'm on. I don't mind playing with boys."

Surely, she reasons, both those things make her a good asset. Cooties may still be an issue to some fifth-graders, but not this one.

[bbbee]

Jan's a good bit younger at roughly five or six, but she doesn't look intimidated by the older girl.

"You should be on my team," she says, taking her hand and trying to pull her over to in progress fort. Because obviously the older kid with good aim should be with her, right? "Come on, we're over here."

[liliputana]

This is all fine with Sameen. It means that she can protect the little kid: something she's been taught that bigger kids are supposed to do. She lets herself be pulled, scooping up a preemptive snowball as she goes.

"Let's do curved walls, like an igloo."

[bbbee]

Curved walls? It's not exactly what Jan had in mind at the start, but she considers it and after scrunching up her face in some serious thought she nods. She can work with that.

"I saw an igloo once. On one of Daddy's trips."

[liliputana]

"In real life?"

She might not sound impressed, but she is; it just isn't coming through well.

"Where?"