Ballroom of Stark Mini Tower, Friday Afternoon

[imafuturist]

JARVIS had notified Tony that something was happening in the ballroom today. And after several assurances that it was non-threatening, Tony made his way there with a cup of coffee in hand. All of that to find out the entire floor had turned into a ball pit.

Yes, balls flooded into the elevator once he stopped on the floor. And yes, it was a mess.

"This is going to be annoying to clean up," Tony sighed, trying his best to wade through the balls.

[sometimes it's necessary]

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[imafuturist]

"I will leave you to clean this on your own," Tony warned.

He would never.

[heroic_jawline]

“Does it need to be cleaned?” Steve asked. “Patty would never be seen again if he got loose in here, but other than that…”

[imafuturist]

"Well, we can't just keep a ballpit in the ballroom," Tony replied.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve gave him big eyes from where he'd buried himself up to his chin. “At least for a little while?”

[imafuturist]

Tony sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "For a little bit."

It would last for at least a month.

[heroic_jawline]

“You’re the best,” he said, plowing through the balls to give Tony a kiss. “Thank you. We probably won’t need them for Yule.”

[imafuturist]

"It would make for an interesting party theme," Tony granted him.

[heroic_jawline]

“With cotton candy, maybe a Ferris wheel, fire jugglers…”

Steve, no.