Owner	Pose
Bunny Macleod	Mark and Bunny's apartment is a home away from home that is also away from home. It's cozy, and has evidence of its occupants from cute ruffled aprons to very organized to-do lists, to a reminder to one of them that 'sugary cereal does not need more sugar or to be eaten with coffee creamer'. A giant, five-foot-tall stuffed sloth peers down from the cabinetry.     Mark had indicated something was up. So in lieu of the normal Young Avengers Pancake Breakfasts and high stacks of flapjacks, there were a couple pizzas and a pile of wings (flavored with a zippy BBQ sauce), various packs of soda and a pile of cookies.     Beeper, a vollyball-sized baby ankylosaurus, has pool noodle bits elastic banded to his tail to stop the spikes from damaging the walls, and is currently eating the lone salad that was ordered with all the pizza.
James Barnes	It's that time again. Like a parole officer, Bucky has been conducting routine check-ins with the Young Avengers. Mostly clandestine check-ins, in the sense that he makes sure none of them are aware he's doing any kind of checking it. The benefits of a sniper scope and long years of stalking people for the Soviets.     Which really doesn't explain why he is now at the door of apartment 4B, holding another pizza box from the same joint Bunny had ordered from, does it? Except it kind of does, because Bucky has picked the lock in all of five seconds, opens it, and then announces (without stepping over the threshold): "The delivery guy was lying. He was just going to eat this on his way back."     Then he finally does enter, since there's no way anyone's going to be startled by his presence after that PSA, so that he can drop the pizza box onto the table with the rest of the food. "I am obligated to inform you that you are being judged for ordering a dessert pizza," he adds.
America Chavez	America Chavez had arrived with her hands stuffed in her pockets as she regards the table of offerings. Or more importantly Beeper as he monches on the salad on the table of offerings. She's quiet for a small bit, just watching, before she blurts out, "I've seen a lot of shit across a lot of worlds, but this is by far the cutest fucking thing I've seen in a long time." She wasn't about to go gushing over Beeper so that's about as high of praise as one could imagine. With it given she finally reaches out to snag a soda at the very least to crack open and take a long pull off of. "So what's the haps?" Bucky's entrance earns a lift of eyebrow but no real question. She had the feeling that he came and went similarily as she did at times. The mention of dessert pizza though? That earns a shrug. "I think that's more on the fast food industry for not coming up with decent desserts in the first place."
Bunny Macleod	"As long as I'm being judged -awesome- for a chocolate chip cookie base, cream cheese stabilized frosting sauce, lightly toasted coconut cheese, and M&M's, gummy bears, and gummy worms all over it for toppings." Bunny replies, and she gives a bright smile. "Thanks for the cover, Uncle Bucky!" she greets the former Winter Soldier, and Beeper looks up. He appears to get shiny-eyed, his foam-wrapped tail rising up as he gives the most adorable 'geep!' he can mannage, and then CHARGES AMERICA LIKE SHE IS AN INVADING FORCE FOR CUDDLES!     "Hey America! That's Beeper, he's my dino-son. Sonny-saur. We're working on it." Bunny replies, hopping up on the counters to get plates out of the cupbard.     Beeper attempts to skid, but trips over a little rug and ends up tumbling upside-down to land on America's shoes!
James Barnes	Bucky's expression doesn't budge at the whole Uncle thing. He just accepts it with the sort of grim determination that he's faced everything on this side of the twenty-first century, so far.     Maybe some pizza would help, though he doesn't move to take any, since he technically wasn't invited to this shindig. He is not Young, though he is an Avenger (...sort of). Half doesn't count.     "It looks like you're gearing up for something, if the amount of calories on your table counts for anything," he says, finding a wall-space to lean against, all menacingly. Very dour, very grumpy. His arms cross over his chest, the one black glove disappearing against the black leather of his jacket. And then he's looking between America and Bunny, expectantly.
America Chavez	America Chavez watches the failed charge and attack of the safety-padded Beeper as he rushes her foot. Snags on the carpet. And ends up on her feet. The drink she'd picked up is set down as she crouches to then scoop up Beeper easily in her arms. While she might not be the 'motherly' type she did know how to pick them up. A dinosaur baby couldn't be much different could it? "Hello Beeper. I will kill for you," she announces leaning her head forward to gently bump her forehead to the dino's. "Or at least punch a lot, but sometimes it happens." A joke of course. She does try on occasion to be a bit more light hearted than she sometimes comes off. 'Uncle Bucky' though earns a look of bemusement at his apparent understanding of the situation. "Don't look at me, hombre, I'm just as much in the dark as you at the moment. I think this was to let us know what's up though."
Bunny Macleod	Bunny hops down off the counter and very specifically hands Bucky a plate. He showed up, he gets pizza.     "This is actually a pretty normal order. I didn't inherit the whole 'can subsist on the thought of my own abs alone' trait, so I still eat a lot to keep up with my caloric output." Bunny explains. "An' Mark should be home any minute. He had an Urgent Call that came through just before the delivery guy got here -- but pretty sure it's because Sunny's an intergalactic queen of another planet at the moment that might be dying. He has more and detailed information." Bunny expalins as her nose wrinkles in thought.     Beeper happily geeps. He wriggles. His padded tail whacks gently against America's side.
James Barnes	Well, that answers that. Plate in hand, Bucky still lingers by the wall, but at least he knows now that he's able to queue up for food.     He lets the kids take their fill first, though. That's the responsible adult thing to do, and he is definitely both of those things. Responsible. And an adult.     "Sunny is a --" Pause. Inhale. "Right." How do these children manage to get up to all this trouble even when he's watching them?!
Mark Grayson	Mark is late. And he knows he's late. So he made himself later as he arrives at the apartment with two bags filled with Chinese. "I picked up some Chi...." and he pauses as he sees that there is pizza here already, and the Viltrumite looks cress-fallen. "I totally forgot you said you were ordering food, Bunny." he offers apologetically, as he comes into the apartment to set the bags on the counter. "Four orders of sweet and sour chicken, two dragon and phoenix, and a dozen egg rolls." In case people were hungry. "Right. So. Where are we?"
America Chavez	America Chavez makes a noise that might be a groan of annoyance, or it might be kind of a muffled 'aww' that she wasn't going to ever repeat out loud, ever, nope. The urge to squish Beeper is there and resisted stoically in favor of just giving him a little pat on the head. When Mark shows up she's already crouching down to place the little padded dino back on the floor. "I'm willing to try orange chicken pizza if you are, chico," she remarks with a wry grin. It didn't sound too bad actually. "I think we were just getting to the point of someone becoming a Queen and need more explanation."
Bunny Macleod	"... Sunny is an interplanetary queen of a dying world I thought?" Bunny states, taking one of the bags of Chinese and floating up a few inches to kiss Mark's cheek, and replacing the bag she took with a plate as she does the good Hostess thing and sets food out, swinging back around and replacing the other bag of Chinese with a gatorade for Mark.     "Uncle Bucky's a bonus but probably has experience and advice he could give."
James Barnes	Does Bucky actually make a face at the thought of orange chicken pizza? Who's the kid now, huh Uncle Bucky? Yes, it's true, he did faintly grimace at the thought, but then again the food he grew up with is mostly thought of as gross by today's standards. So he has little room to judge.     "Not about interplanetary kingdoms, to clarify. You're on your own with that one," he says. Then he eyes Beeper, now down on the floor. Would dinosaur smell be upsetting to Alpine? He isn't certain.
Mark Grayson	"Right!" Mark says, returning Bunny's kiss and then he turns to the others. "So, who likes movies?" he asks the trio as he heads over to the computer to set up a small flash drive he has with him. "I mean, orange chicken pizza doesn't sound terrible?" With that out of the way, he plugs in the flash drive. "So, why I was late. I was at Stronghold Penetentiary. That's where they're holding Universa, an alien that Sunny and I came across draining a nuclear power plant with some staff." "Sunny and I were able to take her down, and during the fight, Sunny disarmed her. Apparently, the staff that she took is called the Staff of Leadership, and on her world, it is the symbol of their leader. So now Sunny is the leader and..." He plays the video. A green skinned female, dressed in an orange jumpsuit is on screen. "Queen Indestrictibelle. Your consort tells me that you have my staff. If you intend to keep it, please know my desperate mission. My world is dying. We have run out of natural resources for energy. The staff that you have now... is a transfer device. It takes energy and stores it, for me to take back to my world. I swear on my honor that I was not going to drain this planet dry, but that one plant could power my planet for a decade. Please, your majesty, I beseech you, your consorts and your allies for your help to save my home." "Apparently her homeworld is also called Universa?" he suggests, "Or doesn't translate. Because that's what it came back in with the translator."
America Chavez	Movie? An eyebrow raises at that, and America actually glances Bucky's way with a bit of a shrug. She was just going to go with it for now. So she grabs a slice of pizza (which she thankfully doesn't bastardize just yet), folds it New York style and follows to watch what it is that Mark has prepared. A bite is taken, chewed thoughtfully, and she regards the whole situation with a soft 'huh'. "Wouldn't be the first time a place is named after a ruler, or vice versus. Just a bit annoying--Her name is Indestructibelle? ... I give it a seven out of ten. Not bad, but the pun." Another bite is taken only to be chased with a chug of her soda. "So. What we need to find a place to drain energy from then to save this world? I mean..." America pauses with a heavy sigh. "We wouldn't need to completely drain a place would we?"
Bunny Macleod	Beeper meanders his way to Bucky. He sits his chubby but down, his tail pounding the ground once with a soft POM-FF! of foam releasing and retaking air, and the Anky then just slowly... tilts... over... and flops 'bonelessly' on top of Bucky's boot.     "Nicknames are weird." Bunny confirms to America, and then flashes the shield of PRISMA! Of the Young Avengers!.     Which she then uses to hop up on and sit, so that she's at eye-level with others.
James Barnes	Eventually he will get food. Bucky grew up in the Great Depression, he's always on some level concerned with his next meal. Especially after what HYDRA thought was an acceptable meal substitute for him. But some things are more important, like whatever it is that these kids have gotten themselves into now.     So he relocates to in front of the television, only to be followed by a certain dino nugget, who proceeds to flop onto his boot. Bucky ignores him.     The talk of nicknames (or codenames in this case) doesn't get a response from him, since Bucky's history with his own is fraught with angst. Nothing the Young Avengers need to deal with. Instead he says, "This sounds like a trap," as he nods towards the computer screen.
Mark Grayson	Mark lets out a small chuckle at America's comment on nicknames. "This is what happens when you let teenagers name themselves." Invincible points out. "At least she didn't go with Invincibelle? That would have been awkward." A soft breath. "I think America's on to something? I mean, she said one planet is ten years, right? What if she took a little power from a bunch of plants - that was Cecil's suggestion. Which is great and all. Until a decade from now, when this happens all over again." He draws in a breath and admits. "I would like us... Young Avengers... to come up with something more long term?" he asks. "Yeah sure, won't probably mean anything here on Earth, but if we could save an alien world from dying? That's gotta be worth something, right?" Though he doesn't miss Bucky mentioning it might be a trap.