thatwaslucky | MCA #1- Friday night, and probably later

This was really Annie and Summer's party, that just so happened to take place in Rey's stupidly giant apartment. Still, even while she'd been told a lot of people might be coming, Rey was a little concerned no one actually would, and then she'd have to figure out what to do with just... a ridiculous amount of alcohol and so many inflatable reindeer. And packages for this thing had been showing up daily for a week, including as late as this afternoon, and after all of this, people had better show up.

There were so many Christmas lights around the place that the apartment lights weren't even on, Summer's Jello shots were very much on display, and while there was mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, it wouldn't force you to kiss anyone. (No, no, that's the alcohol's job.) It was jolly as hell up in here, and honestly loud enough that even if you decided to skip the party you'd probably have some idea of how it went.

Also Tino showed up like ten minutes early and was just kind of hanging around.

Enjoy the night! Hopefully you wore something festive or you're gonna hear about it.

[Open! Every single adult is definitely invited, crashers are invited to do their worst. ~~Please wait for a dumb amount of OCD~~ OCD UP GO PLAY.]

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"I think that was Summer's fault. Apparently eight pull Santa's sleigh but those eight are terrible bullies and the ninth, with the red nose, is the good one."

Watching Rudolph had ruined her.

"Oh. There's a song with the deer." Which he vaguely recalled from a Christmas past. "I think."

"There is! They better not have treated him badly ever again after that!" The story did just kind of drop off after the day when Rudolph saved all their asses.

"Hopefully not," Stark agreed.

Although Rey flying to the North Pole and marching up to some reindeer to defend Rudolph would be amazing.

"I see Summer or Annie has made you festive," Rey said.

"Annie gave me a hat and didn't shoot me," Stark confirmed. But the night was still young. Plenty of time to be shot by a glitter cannon.

"It might not be festive enough."

"That's okay, you'll still end up in glitter by the end of the night," Rey promised.

"Seems likely," Stark agreed. "Hopefully there's real water again tomorrow to wash it off."

Not that it would all come off anyway. That's just not how glitter works.

"It will not help."

She honestly didn't know if it helped even a little.

"It could help a little."

It might just spread the glitter around.

"Better than what's in the pipes now, anyway."

"It would definitely mix better with soap..." Rey decided.

"It would. But maybe better to try and avoid the glitter."

Sweet summer child, thinking he would be able to avoid drunken people operating glitter cannons especially after he accidentally suggested 'paintball but with glitter' to Annie.

"That won't be an option," she told him. "There are cannons, it will end up on everyone."

"What if we confiscated the cannons?"

That would spoil all the fun, Stark. Unless it turned into a drunken heist attempt later.

"Then someone ends up covered in even more glitter."

It would not be an easy fight.

"You may be right. It may be inevitable. Doomed to our glittery fates."

But maybe he was still considering the merits of an attempt to grab the cannons later on.

"I've accepted it. My apartment will never look the same again."

Years from now, still glitter.

You might just have to move and start over, Rey.

"Are you keeping any of the decorations?" Why she might need several inflatable reindeer ever again was a mystery but the lights were nice.

"Maybe some of the lights. If people want to leave with reindeer I will not stop them," she said.

She might beg people to take them, even.

"I don't need a reindeer."

He might end up asleep cuddling one later, who knows.

"Do you know anyone who needs a reindeer?"

Maybe nine people who needed a reindeer?

"Someone with children? Anakin has children. And Kitty."

Stark. Nobody will ever talk to you again if you keep volunteering them to take home inflatable reindeer.

"They're leaving with reindeer."

You did this, Stark.

"Are you going to tell them that?"

She definitely telling them it was Stark's fault, wasn't she?

"I don't know. Whatever gets them to take a reindeer."

They'd wake up with it on their lawns.

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