riverviewlogs | [OPEN] apple pie is officially banned from this party, aka Steve Rogers' birthday

who: ANYONE
what: 616 Bucky, Peggy, and 616 Tony throw a birthday party for Steve.
when: July 4th, afternoon into the evening
where: A nice park
warnings: Birthday fun. :v

Steve Rogers, former (and still) Captain America, was born on the Fourth. It was pretty much fated. That said, he deserves a party that has nothing to do with Independence Day, and that's what Bucky, Tony, and Peggy set out to do. They rented a nice little park with some good open, grassy space perfect for a pick-up game of football (American, of course). On one end of the park, in the relative shade of a couple of large trees, they've set up two long tables - one for food, and one to deposit presents for the birthday boy on. The picnic tables already in the park have nice blue tablecloths to eat on. A banner hung between the trees proclaims, "Happy Birthday, Steve!", in blue letters on white.

The decor tries to stay away from Fourth of July colors - there isn't a speck of red, just shades of blue and white, and it's all very put-together and classy looking (thank you, Peggy and Tony). It's the sort of party they thought Steve would want, outdoorsy and casual, just a gathering of friends and whoever else wants to come by to wish the birthday boy a happy one.

Invites
Invitations have mostly been word of mouth and texts sent to people Steve is friends with, nothing too fancy. They just say to drop by and wish Steve a happy birthday, have some food, and spend some time hanging out; Rogers wouldn't want anything fancy anyway. That said, they won't turn anybody away from the barbecue if someone decides to just crash the party, as long the behavior stays respectful.

Food
The food is mostly standard American barbecue fare. Two large grills have been set up near the tables and someone (often Bucky) is usually cooking on them - an array of burgers, hot dogs, steaks, even some ribs and chicken. Side dishes are laid out on the food table, the usual simple things. Here and around the picnic tables are a good place to mingle; there's plenty of food for everyone, and metal tubs full of ice and bottled soft drinks. There isn't much alcohol present at this party, though, just one of the tubs set aside with beers in it.

There's also a massive cake for Steve, with close to a hundred candles dotting its layers - Bucky's idea, payback for the time he couldn't see his own cake for all the candles.

Tossin' the Old Pigskin
They're all (mostly) adults here, so there aren't 'party games' necessarily, but there are a couple of footballs and some frisbees in the grass for anyone who wants to play a game in the lush field. Just be careful if the heavy hitters decide to arrange a game, it could get pretty out of hand.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Well, not immediately trying to bail is probably a good sign. Bucky shoots him a slight smile, and then tosses him a pair of tongs. People pretty much leave well enough alone if you're working the food stations, he's found out during the course of the party so far. It's a good temporary escape without seeming like you're purposely being antisocial. He turns back to basting a rack of ribs with sauce.]

Yeah. A lot of people care about Steve. Both of 'em.

[He takes the tongs more on instinct rather than because he wants to work the food station, though he does obligingly step up behind the grill and start turning some burgers over.]

Tell me something I don't know.

[That idiot inspires friendship wherever he goes, it's like the Steve Rogers effect.]

[Bucky snorts at that, turning the ribs.] It's nice, til three of the people who show up to wish him a happy birthday are two Lokis and Doctor Doom. [He's not entirely sure who Tony invited and why, but this is a party, and he's behaving. He's keeping an eye out for trouble, but he's behaving.]

They'll be glad you came, though.

I might not stick around to talk to them.

[The other Bucky might at least understand where he's coming from here.]

Might make them expect more than I'm offering, I just came to drop off something.

[He nods, because yeah, he gets it. He spent an entire year or better running from Steve, not too long ago, unable to face those particular demons. And Steve had been relentless in his pursuit.]

I think they'd appreciate it if you did, but that's up to you. [He says it as neutrally as possible, with a slight shrug. Bucky definitely isn't one to push when it comes to this matter, having been there himself.] Want me to avoid mentionin' you were here?

No, they can know I was here.

[It's a small step, letting them know he was here and brought something for them, but not a big enough step that they might expect more. Knowing Steve, any Steve, they'd probably still read too much into it.]

I brought them a pie each, apple, it's on the table over there.

Okay. [It's a small step, but a good step, as far as Bucky's concerned. It would have been hard for him too, not too long ago. He ran from Steve for a year or longer.]

I'll let 'em know. Your Steve a fan of apple pie?

Yeah.

[At least he thinks he is, it's a memory he's more than half certain of. If Steve doesn't like apple pie then he can give it to someone else.

He doesn't bother to say any more after that, it's already awkward enough, he just backs up a step and then abruptly turns to walk away.]

[OPEN] apple pie is officially banned from this party, aka Steve Rogers' birthday

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