"Hell yeah they do," Rocket answers enthusiastically, making a beeline right for the flammables. Of course he knows where they are. At least Natasha shouldn't have to worry about them blowing up the cake; Rocket's been wanting to eat it ever since she started baking it and he's not about to ruin his chances now. Though perhaps it's a good thing that there aren't a hundred and one birthday candles in the kitchen drawers, because he would still be tempted to try making them all fit.
Since they seem to have things well in hand, Thor is free to focus on the more immediately interesting part of the gathering, which is the plethora of grilled meats beginning to pile up next to the grill. Though at first he intends to let Steve fetch food for his friends since that seems to make him happy, once he opens his mouth to answer it occurs to him that between the two of them, plus Natasha, that might be a tall order for one man to carry alone. Even if that man is Steve Rogers. Plus, it's his birthday, he probably shouldn't be doing all the work. "Steak, of course, but I'll give you a hand with it."
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on 2019-08-31 07:57 pm (UTC)Since they seem to have things well in hand, Thor is free to focus on the more immediately interesting part of the gathering, which is the plethora of grilled meats beginning to pile up next to the grill. Though at first he intends to let Steve fetch food for his friends since that seems to make him happy, once he opens his mouth to answer it occurs to him that between the two of them, plus Natasha, that might be a tall order for one man to carry alone. Even if that man is Steve Rogers. Plus, it's his birthday, he probably shouldn't be doing all the work. "Steak, of course, but I'll give you a hand with it."