Local Age Cryptid Celebrates Mysterious Day of Birth

[foriamhere]

Who: MHA household, friends & OPEN
What: All Might's birthday is public knowledge back home--the other Pro's felt the need to do something about it
Where: Hangar Queen
When: June 10th, evening
Warnings: probably drunken shenanigans eventually. Midnight and Molly are kind of their own warning (maybe Hawks too)......


[Toshinori shouldn't have been surprised by this--after all, the former Number One's birthday was not only public knowledge, but for anyone who particularly fannish it was practically a miniature holiday. The mail room at Might Tower secretly called it 'All Hell' week because of the sheer increase in packages and mail they'd receive for that one week. But that was for All Might, number one hero and symbol of peace. To him June 10th had become more of a publicity obligation than anything else. Ironically he hadn't even thought of the date at all on his own--the only reason he ever actually remembered it was when he was masquerading as his own personal secretary in preparation for All Hell.]

[So it really was a surprise for him to wake up with the other pros--or at least Yamada and Kayama--excitedly talking about taking him out for his birthday. Not All Might's birthday. Yagi's birthday. The last time Toshinori Yagi had celebrated a birthday his Master was still alive...]

[Anyone who would even remotely consider themselves acquainted with All Might will have received a letter of invitation for the evening, considering Hizashi paid to have a large room rented out for the evening. Food has been catered, a long line of tables set up with a smattering of just about anything someone could want to feast on, and at the center of the room a large yellow and blue tiered cake has been set up -- eventually the plan is to make Toshinori blow out the candles, and then the cake feast will begin. So show up, enjoy the drinks (alcoholic and virgin both), the food, and the conversation. It's going to be a late night!]

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[foriamhere]

[Greetings]

[Toshinori felt extraordinarily touched and sheepish over all of this. Anyone who had known him solely as All Might probably wouldn't be able to rationalize the divide. He was well aware of what people expected All Might to be like--big, loud, prideful, maybe even a touch entitled due to his status. He had built the persona to be like that. As All Might the attention he garnered was never actually for himself, it was for the people. He stayed fully visible and maintained that boisterous persona at all times so they had somewhere to place their hope. To be the pillar he'd always talked about as a teen.]

[In reality he was almost the polar opposite. He hated being the center of attention and could be painfully shy--something that had only been exacerbated after his injury. Even though Toshinori had gained back over 120 pounds since December and looked almost completely like his old self that shy humility was still there in spades, especially since he didn't have to be All Might in Genessia.]

[Anyone outside of the household arriving will eventually be greeted by the gentle giant, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head with a humble smile.]

Ha ha, thank you so much for coming! I had no idea Yamada had any of this planned!


[CAKE]

[Toshinori had one hell of a sweet tooth. And one thing he couldn't have for six years because of his utterly fucked digestive tract was sugar. So the sight of that cake practically brings tears to his eyes.]

[And the fact that there are significantly fewer candles on it than there should be makes him happy too.]

HA HA HA--hopefully I have enough air for this--[He should, he has two lungs again after all.]


[General Shenanigans]

[At any point after the cake feast Toshinori can be found pleasantly sitting and watching the guests while sipping on a beer (another thing he couldn't have sans stomach). He's actually a few beers in and only starting to feel a bit of a buzz. Another sign that his weight was up. It was a shame Faye wasn't here, he would have liked to prove that he wouldn't get completely shit faced off of two sips of a wine cooler like what had happened at the masquerade...]

[WILDCARD]

[Have any other ideas? Buy the birthday boy a drink? Give him a random flying glomp? HIT ME!]

[General Shenanigans]

[tastes_like]

Come on, birthday boy. Let's get you something harder than a beer.

[Hawks has enjoyed the hell out of this party. He's beyond pleased at the company tonight, and he's got a few drinks in him so he's really cutting loose. And if he's cutting loose, he's going to get the man of the hour to go all out too. Even if it means spending his bounty payout in the name of getting the big guy plastered.]

[foriamhere]

[Toshinori lets out a good laugh at that. He does have a good buzz going on but nothing that could label him as plastered. Yet.]

Yeah? What do you suggest?

[tastes_like]

Let's get you a zombie, to celebrate you looking less like one. [Hawks strokes his chin with his hand, as if he's seriously deep in thought about this.] And then maybe an old fashioned, because what are birthdays worth if I can't poke fun at your age?

[foriamhere]

[He can't help laughing again.] I don't even know what's in that first one, but I can't refuse after that reasoning!

[tastes_like]

Rum. Lots of rum. Four kinds usually. That's the important part. There's juice too but that's the extras. [Hawks gets up, and smirks.] Okay, gonna get us a couple. Don't run off now.

[And with that, Hawks makes his way to the bar. He manages to flirt his way into a discount on the zombies, and brings both cups back to where All Might is waiting for him. And he sets the glasses down, one in front of each chair, before seating himself.

Oh hey, these have gummy eyeballs floating on top. And a little gummy brain too!] Bottoms up, birthday boy. [He takes a massive drink after pulling off a couple of the candies that were on top. He'll eat them, that's fine, but they were in the way.]

[foriamhere]

HA! Remember we're celebrating me not looking like a corpse but we don't want to turn me into one again either! [He's kidding... but that's a lot of rum...]

[He takes one of the glasses and can't help chuckling at the gummies--that's hilariously gross and adorable at the same time. he gies the drink a quick sniff--THAT IS A LOT OF RUM--] Ha ha, Kanpai!! [And lift the glass and takes a couple good-sized swallows--can't be insulting to generosity after all!]

[tastes_like]

Come on, you're a big guy. You can handle some serious drinks.

Kanpai! [Hawks is grinning widely after his first drink, yes, it's a lot of rum and there's a reason that most restaurants only allow one of these per patron. But he's hoping that his metabolism will make up for it, because this is not the only drink he's going to have tonight.] Well? What do you think?

[foriamhere]

HOLY SHIT that is a lot of rum haha! [He grins, stopping to take a breath with a third of the drink gone already. Yeah boy, that's going to hit fast. Good thing he's back to a good weight!] It's good! It's good!

[tastes_like]

Damn right it is! But the burn is good! It's the best way to celebrate. [Hawks is not a big guy, and this is a lot of rum for him. But he figures if nothing else, it's okay to get plastered properly in a place this safe overall. Back home he'd never allow it, but in the end, they're not home.] So did you get any good presents?

general shenanigans

[blingking]

( Not long after Toshinori settles into his seat, he'll feel a slender arm drape itself around his shoulders. Upon inspection it's easy to see who that overly tattooed, purple arm belongs to: one Mollymauk Tealeaf. He leans in close, grinning as his other hand sweeps forward to offer the other man a shiny blue wrapped box; a silver bow set atop it. )

Happy birthday, big boy! ( He says cheerily, waiting almost expectantly for Toshi to take the box and reveal the gift inside. )

[foriamhere]

[OH! Well! Hello there Molly! Who needs personal space, right? He turns a bit pink from the proximity (get this man some alcohol, he's still too shy) and lets out a hearty laugh as he takes the gift]

Ah! Molly! Thank you, thank you! [He looks at the box.] Ah, should I open it now? [That expression says yes--so he does so!]

[Oh hey, it's shirt--and it looks like it will actually fit and--] Pfffff AH HAHAHA!!! [He can't even deny it. He is full of dad jokes despite not actually being a dad, oops.] Oh that's good!

[blingking]

( Personal space? Sounds fake. Molly watches, his grin only widening when Toshi finally sees his gift and laughs. Looks like he guessed right with his stupid gift - the man looked and sounded like a dad that would make bad jokes. )

Glad to be of service once again, my friend. I'd say you should try it on, but I'm getting the vibe that you're not inclined to publicly strip.

[foriamhere]

[He's still chuckling, holding the unfolded shirt out in front of him.]

HA, you would be right, Molly--but I think... [he's just going to go ahead and pull it right on over his other t-shirt because why not, people wear layers all the time, right?] HA, it actually fits!

[Finding anything that doesn't show off his midriff is a feat.]

[blingking]

That was my next suggestion! ( Great minds and all that. Molly retracts himself accordingly so Toshi can pull the shirt over his head. He raises a hand, long nails tapping against his chin. )

Perfect. You should show it off.

[foriamhere]

[He's still grinning ear to ear. he loves his schtick, ok?]

[And sadly (or hilariously) he has yet to realize that the whole "daddy" thing from the othr day was a reference to Mic being a sugar daddy, so when he calls out to the other teachers he has no idea that the shirt may actually by a call back to that and his own cluelessness.]

Hey guys--[he figures that's totally sufficient to get their attention and just grins, pointing with both hands at the shirt and looking waaaaaaaaay too amused.]

[Toshi... you are such a dork... but at least you do tell dad jokes...]

[tastes_like]

[Hawks didn't indulge in alcohol very often back home. He was paranoid of something going wrong while inebriated, wary of jeopardizing his mission with a careless misstep. And he always very much needed to keep his wits about him. But somehow while trying to get the birthday boy drunk he's gotten a little tipsy himself.

Depending on when you find him in the evening, he might be seated at a table with food snagged from the catering. Or he might be eating birthday cake sans fork. What are manners worth, when he can lick the icing off of his fingers? And he always keeps hovering about, going back to the man of honor to make sure that he's staying well provided with booze.]