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Homecoming 2017, Community Centre [Saturday Evening]

Just when you thought it was time for the island's collective consciousness to maybe move on from the whole sharkicane thing... along came Homecoming! Well, the theme was actually "Under the Sea", but like the Student Council wasn't going to have glitter-encrusted sharks feature heavily in the decorations? Please.

Of course, it wasn't just sharks: there were plenty of glitter-dolphins, and fish, and ~~octopuses~~ ~~octopi~~ octopodes too. Jellyfish-shaped lights hung from the ceiling, and strategically-placed LED projectors were set up to complete the underwater ambiance.

[ooc: OCD is a go!: Arrive/Mingle | Photographs | Food/Punch | Dancing | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | Homecoming Court | OOC ]

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"Not a fan of... okay, I honestly have no idea what band this is." One of them had to be hip to kids for this to work.

Jan. Jan was the one who kept them hip.

"Should I ask Jan?" Steve asked, grinning. "Or Natasha? She knows everything."

"Snapchat video," he decided with a serious nod. "One of them is bound to answer that."

Steve reached into his pocket and pulled out the phone, and only had the video facing the wrong direction for a minute as he called Jan.

Which meant Tony had to go up on his toes to look over Steve's shoulder and be in the shot for this. "Janet, darling. Wow us with your pop culture knowledge."

That was completely ignored in favor of her asking, "Why are you guys glitter? Did you go to a club without me?"

"We're chaperoning a school dance," Steve said. "They were...exuberant...with the glitter."

Jan wrinkled her nose at the excess glitter for a school function. Glitter was meant for nights out doing things that would get you in trouble, after all. "You're going to look like a vampire," she warned them both.

"I'm dazzling with or without the glitter," Tony replied.

"He likes to tell himself that," Steve agreed, shooting a super subtle fond look at Tony. "We were looking for your expertise, actually. What terrible song is playing right now?"

Jan was just going to shoot Tony a look that implied they would be talking later on. Oh, they would be talking. And there would be wine. "It's Selena Gomez. I am going to send you a music list to study, Steve."

Tony just managed to look a little sheepish behind Steve. "Thanks. Try not to make it a thesis of modern music."

"And no boy bands," Steve added, unaware of the hell he had unleashed on Tony.

Jan gave him a look that implied there would be boy bands if she deemed them necessary to his education and there was nothing you could do to stop her. "Have fun at the dance, boys."

Tony was resigned to his fate there. Resigned to it as he sort of latched onto the back of Steve's jacket. "Talk to you later."

"Bye!" Steve said obliviously, turning the phone off. "That was nice of her."

"Very nice," Tony agreed, smiling back at him because that was what he did. "Would you get us some drinks?"

Because his phone was now blowing up in his pocket.

"Sure," Steve said. "Want some glitter-free snacks if I can find any too?"

"I think the glitter-free may be a lost cause, but I would love food."

And it would give him time to answer Jan without causing a scene. Because she was still texting. She might have not stopped since the call ended.

"I'll be back in a little while, then," Steve promised with a little grin. "Don't get into too much trouble."

"Oh, you know me."

Tony waited until he was gone to read through the messages and type back 'it's still new', 'I don't know yet', and 'yes, it's amazing.' In that exact order.

Which seemed to pacify her a little.

Steve came back juggling two cups of definitely spiked punch and a fairly full plate of nibbly things. "They had sushi," he said, "but I passed on that."

Which meant Tony had to lean in to kiss him on the cheek as he took one of those drinks off his hands. "So, uh. Quick question. How do you want to handle our friends?"

NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT LAST PHONE CALL.

"Well, if they're not going to be okay with it, they're not really our friends, right?" Steve asked in reply. "We should tell them."

Okay, that made Tony relax a little. "So, we're... boyfriends?" He made a face. "God, I feel like I'm fifteen. I'm sorry."

"There needs to be a better word for it," Steve said, "but...yes. We're friends with kissing."

That wasn't a better word for it, Steve.

"Partners," Tony suggested. "Which makes us sound like lawyers too."

God, there really weren't better words here. Because the unironic use of 'lovers' would make Tony die on the inside.

"Or like we knock over banks in the evenings," Steve said, grinning. "I'm okay with partners."

Lovers was just...no. No.

Maybe if they were stuck in the 70's and got brain damage. Then it would work.

"I like that definition of it," Tony said, perking right up. "So, expect a shovel speech from Jan in the future. She does that sometimes."

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