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Who: Janet Van Dyne, Tony Stark, OTA
What: A party to celebrate the approximate 4th of July and one Steve Roger's B-day
When: The 4th of July
Where: Temba Beach
Warnings: TBD, Drinking, Creature Attacks

The beach had been transformed, perhaps not to the level Jan was used to back home, but still fairly impressive. A number of newly built beach pagodas littered the purple sands, sheer white draperies shifting with the breeze. There were tables and seating provided in each, for more intimate conversation, a larger buffet style table laid out for people to browse from. In addition, there was a table for special themed cocktails (and mocktails) for the guests. Jan had been very proud of finding local alternatives, but some of them may come with some…unintended side effects.

Jan had found a collection of opalescent conch like shells, and scattered them about liberally to serve as decorations. She and Tony had been working in secret for ages to pull this together for Steve, and the pair were dressed in white, a request she’d made of all the guests as well, but no one would be turned away if they couldn’t manage.

A dancefloor had been built, and Eddie had been offered something that must’ve been pretty damn valuable, because the metalhead had been talked into playing Disco for the party.

When the time came for cake the hosts got a little bashful. Jan had always hired out for this, but she had been sure it couldn't be all that hard to make a cake. It turned out she was wrong. But it was the best they had, and so it was presented rather sheepishly to the birthday boy and to be shared amongst the guests if any were brave enough to try it. It doesn't taste great, but at least there are no mystery side effects to go with it.

As the sun set, a host of glowing necklaces, wands and bracelets were passed out, and once it was truly dark the light show began. Rather than the more traditional fireworks, they had a series of drones lighting up the sky in a dazzling display.

However, something unexpected comes from this. As though awoken from the light, the shells Jan had so proudly decorated with were not as abandoned as she’d thought. Little legs slid free, and the creatures began to head for the nearest light source, whether that be the drones in the sky or any of the heroes with their glowing attire. And to make matters worse, there is a large SOMETHING in the water, shrieking with a sound that shakes the beach. What could it possibly want, and what does it have to do with the little shell creatures??

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The drinks/effects: (All effects will wear off)
Truth (cocktail): Can only speak the truth
Justice (mocktail): Temporarily Blinds Drinker
Liberty (cocktail): Extreme Excess of Energy
Fireworks (cocktail): Loss of Powers or Granting of One (1) Not Game Breaking Power
Mr. President (mocktail): Causes Short Term Amnesia

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Steve grins a wide, cat-that-caught-the-canary grin. Eddie's sides get a little squeeze. "That so, hm? Tommy said it was probably something tech or clothing related. If I am gonna benefit, I am definitely excited to see which it ends up being..."

"Mmhmm," Eddie laughs, and presses a few kisses to Steve's jaw. "That right? Tell me what you're hoping for- maybe you're right," he encourages in a hushed whisper.

"If we're talking about what I'm hoping for... I am actually happier with you in less clothes than more." He grins.

"But lemme think... Hm. Okay, I will need some hints. Have to do with leather or something like that?"

Eddie laughs, "I can help with that one," he promises, "Once we're done here. Private show for my favourite groupie~"

He considers that for a moment and hums, "That's not a bad idea," he says, either confirming nor denying.

Steve groans and squeezes Eddie around the middle. "That's not a hint, jerk. You're gonna have me spinning my wheels and then show up with a fun new patch for a vest." Still, he smiles and smushes a kiss against Eddie's cheek.

"Still your favorite groupie. But you're a pain."

"Favourite and only. And I can't wait to get you alone after the show," he turns his head to steal a deeper kiss. He's been drinking, and Robin's no PDAs rule is just going to have to be put on pause for a minute, because look how fucking amazing Steve is?

Robin would have to avert her lovely eyes. Just throw Chrissy or someone at her. She'd be fine.

Steve cradles Eddie's head and pauses the dancing so he can really enjoy the stolen moment. He's probably pushing it further than he should, but whatever. Eddie is gorgeous and who in their right mind wouldn't want to kiss him? Steve eventually pulls back and kisses the tip of Eddie's nose.

"After all that showing off on stage? Yeah. Save some energy for me, baby. Deal?"

This place is clearly heaven. This is his reward for being a hero in the final act.

He doesn't want to stop, and whines as Steve finally pulls away, flashing a breathless smirk. "You know it, Babe. Deal."

"Alright." Steve slips in for one final kiss, holding Eddie's chin between his thumb and pointer finger. He uses the grip to keep the guy's eyes on his. "Get back up there. You've got a few more hours of driving me fucking crazy. Make it count."

Does he goose Eddie? Yeah. Yeah, he sure does.

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