J,GoB, Saturday Morning

[ifwebeworthy]

There hadn't been any servants around this morning, so Thor had had to get himself ready with the advice, if not assistance, of what he had decided was not a dread spirit but rather his imaginary friend Don.

Despite finding being relegated to imaginary friend status kind of hurtful (though he found tiny Thor adorable and hoped someone got pictures), Don, not trusting tiny Thor in the kitchen at all, had directed him to the bakery, and so there was a tiny prince of Asgard inspecting the baked goods on display thoughtfully, trying to pick the very best one(s) with which to break his fast.

I don't suppose you can lift Mjolnir like this. Actually, from what Don remembered of its history, Mjolnir shouldn't have existed yet, but Thor didn't bat an eye at the question.

"Oh, no. I'm probably centuries off from that."

Great. Maybe it wouldn't last long? What about the blueberry muffin?

"Hmmmmmm..."

J,GoB is open, and currently hosting a very small prince of Asgard and his 'imaginary friend' for breakfast.

(OOC: For those who can see ghosts and such, Don will be tagging along with Thor in his (glowy and transparent) spirit form for the weekend, the better to at least try to supervise!)

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[stykera]

Stark, having spent Friday night by himself this week, was blissfully unaware of any unusually small residents of the island as of yet. He was just simply going out for delicious baked goods as he so often did.

"Morning," he said to the child(ren if Anakin was in already) there.

Don's...shape? got something of a curious look but not a stare. That would be rude. Just a brief 'oh, that's different.' But then, so was the child. He didn't recognize him, anyway, but that did happen around here.

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"Good morrow," Thor said politely to the adult with the shiny mask.

Don said nothing, because Don had no idea anyone could see him. Surely Stark's look in his direction had been a coincidence.

[stykera]

Sorry, Don. Spectral sneakiness didn't work on Starks. There might even be another glance in there at some point in the near future.

"Did you need something to eat?" Stark asked Thor. He was very prone to feeding people.

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Thor nodded with enthusiasm and explained, "Don said this was a good place to break my fast." In a very loud stage whisper he explained, "He's my imaginary friend. You can't see him."

This was fine. Don was fine.

[stykera]

"He's right," Stark said, eye flicking in Don's direction. "This is a very good place to get food. I buy things here often. Have you found something you might like yet? I thought I might get several things. For sharing."

[ifwebeworthy]

Was that--had he....nah, probably a coincidence. After all, Don was imaginary!

"My friend--" whose name he had not gotten yet at this point in the thread, because pfft, who needed names for friendship? "--and I are going to try one of each! Of the scones," he clarified, although...possibly everything, who knew? Good decisions were being made by blond children here.

[stykera]

"Scones are good," Stark said approvingly. "I thought I might get some danishes. Have you had those? Or the chocolate croissants. And...cookies, of course."

Of course.

"Is there anything else you might like to try? I'm happy to share."

He'd share with the ghost too, if he could.

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Cookies are not breakfast, Don said sternly. You have to at least eat something with fruit in it. Nutrients were important for growing gods, or something.

Thor pointed at a cookie in the case and helpfully pointed out, "Those have raisins." Don just gave him a Look, and he sighed. "Don says I can't have cookies for breakfast," he reported to the adult with the face mask. "And of course I haven't had any Danishes. I don't know what you've heard about Asgardians, but we don't eat people." Duh, Stark.

[stykera]

"I have cookies for breakfast sometimes," Stark said with what might have been another glance in Don's direction. "Not every day, of course, but sometimes. And yes, raisins are fruit. Cranberries are good, too, there are things with those and I don't eat people either! Danishes are pastries."

He pointed to one.

"Like those. They don't serve people for eating here. I think i would have noticed by now"

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Thor gave Don another anxious look, and Don bent down to his level--so weird--and explained patiently, Adults can make choices like having cookies for breakfast sometimes even though we're not really supposed to, but growing gods like you need better food so they can grow up big and strong and able to wield Mjolnir to smite their enemies. Then he muttered, Not that I suppose I could convince you to eat the bran muffin...and he's right. A 'Danish' is a kind of pastry. Not a Dane. Don was fighting a smile at the misunderstanding, though.

Thor reported to Stark, "Don says you're not a cannibal, but that I'm still not allowed to have cookies for breakfast. So that I can smite my enemies." Smiting was very important, you see.

[stykera]

"I am not a cannibal," Stark confirmed. "Don is right."

That guy had fancier clothes and a whole face!

"Do you have many enemies you need to smite then?"

This was Fandom. Kids could have all sorts of smiting that needed doing that Stark had no idea about.

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"I might," Thor said. "When I'm older and able to wield Mjolnir. Now I just have Loki, but he's not an enemy, he's my brother."

Why did Don's face look like that?

[stykera]

It was an interesting expression, for sure. If you could see it.

"I don't have any brothers. Or sisters. Just me. But no smiting, either. What's a...Mjolnir?"

He didn't have the pronunciation quite right.

[sith_happened]

"That's a cool mask," Anakin told him.

[stykera]

"Thank you," Stark said. "I have a few. So I don't leak."

[sith_happened]

"What do you leak?" Anakin asked. "It is slime? Hutts sometimes leak slime."

[stykera]

Eww, gross.

"Energy," Stark said. "Not slime. I'm not slimy!"

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"Slime would be better," Anakin told him. "Energy's boring."

[stykera]

"Slime would be gross," Stark countered. "Hmm. I should check on Summer." Because gross.

"But no. Not better. The energy is just me. I...glow. My name is Stark."

[sith_happened]

"Is Summer gross?" Anakin asked, immediately more interested in know that.

[stykera]

"When she wants to be," Stark said unable to fight back a grin. "So, sometimes. But not slimy. I don't know anyone here who is slimy. Unless you're slimy?"

Tell the truth, Anakin.

[sith_happened]

Anakin gave him a baleful look. "I'm not slimy. I'm human."

[stykera]

"Humans can be slimy," Stark said. "Good though. We're not slimy. Either of us. Do you want breakfast? I'm happy to share."

[sith_happened]

Anakin tilted his head. "Depends on what you're getting."

[stykera]

"Lots of things," Stark said vaguely. "Enough for sharing. What would you like?"