OUR PLACE (SEQUEL)

[4] Birthday B*tch

A/n: I honestly had a lot of fun with this chapter to be honest. I wish I expanded on it a bit more though. 

T/W: N/A unless you consider Sharen Slander a trigger

The day was coming to an end, MJ, Peter, Ned and I had spent the entire day out for my birthday. Going to get food at my favorite restaurant, f/r and going to the movies afterwards. We were driving to the tower, where the day had started to finish up the last of the birthday rituals. Happy parked in the garage as we raced up to the penthouse. The elevator door opened to the common room where everyone had gathered.

"Happy Birthday!" They yelled out in unison.

"Aw.. you didn't have to!" I quickly responded. I approached Dad and Pops and hugged them both quickly before smiling at the others in appreciation.

"But we did, you guys must be starving. Dinner now?" Asked the large group earning nods or sounds of approval. We all found some sort of seating after serving ourselves from the kitchen's vast amount of food.

"Hey we have to feed supersoldiers, a god, multiple teens, assassins, two geniuses- do I need to go on?" Pops argued over the amount of food.

"No, sorry I asked.." Clint surrendered, returning to his food. Eventually everyone settled down only having small conversations until we moved on.

"Cake time!" Dad announced from the entrance to the kitchen, Pops behind him with his phone out, most likely attempting to video the occasion. My mom directed him on how to use it properly. Getting it on her own instead.

"Happy Birthday to You," they began. I smiled not exactly knowing what to do with myself even after 17 years practice.

"Cha, cha, cha!" Peter shouted with intense excitement.

"Happy Birthday to You,"

"Cha, cha, cha!" Ned and MJ joined in.

"Happy Birthday Dear Y/n... Happy Birthday to You!"

"CHA CHA CHA!" The three practically laughed. I blew the candles out and took one out, licking the bottom from the frosting. It was a large cake, because of how much we can all eat in one sitting. With f/c frosting and my name written out in cursive font.

Everyone slowly got a piece. Some of the couples choose to share a piece. Wanda and Vision, Tony and Pepper, Dad and Pops. I sat on the couch between MJ and Peter with Ned on Peter's other side. Tony and Pepper occupy a love chair with Morgan sitting at their feet eating a smaller piece. Dad and Pops standing on the left side of the couch just sharing and secretly glancing over at me but it wasn't hard to notice. Mom sat in a chair near Natasha making small talk as they ate. Clint attempts to join but Natasha just shuts him up with a constant, 'Eat first, talk later, you're a literal manchild!' With a small addition of, 'How did Laura end up marrying you of all people!'

"Let's do presents now," Peter suggested. "I have the best gift ever, you'll love it!"

"Sure about that loser?" MJ asked, earning a laugh from Ned and I.

"Okay you go first then!" She grabbed one from the table, a long and light box wrapped in blue paper. Everyone is catching on and watching in. I open it carefully not wanting to ruin it. Opening the box to find a poster of f/s. (A/n: Favorite Show) Ned came after quickly handing me a bag. I tossed the tissue paper away quickly.

"Ah! Dude! This is so cool! Build this with me?" It was a lego set that the three of us had been talking about... a lot. If he hadn't got it someone else had... I might have two? "Both of you have to build this with me!" Following him was Peter who handed me a small box. I opened it up and found a thick metal pin.

"Press this and it turns into the suit..." I pinned it to my jacket, which matched nicely color wise. It was silver and had a small star in the middle. Straightening it out before hugging him.

"Thank you, I love it." I pressed a quick peck to his cheek- there are adults present. And one small child. My mom passed me a small bag, one I knew was from her.

"As the unofficial cool uncle I go next!" Sam announced and handed over a light bag. I opened it to find what's most likely a gag gift however I found it amusing. A large white shirt with 'JERK JUNIOR' printed in bold lettering. A few small designs surrounding it, stars, swirls and such.

"I'm never going to take this off and I hope you know that."

"What even is it?" "Sam if it's inappropriate." My dads said at the same time.

"No I wouldn't-"

"Yes you would," Dad interrupted.

"Well for those of you wondering it says jerk junior, nothing bad going on here." The conversation was quickly interrupted by Friday's voice ringing out.

"Mr. Rogers, it appears there is a visitor by the name of Sharen Carter for you. Shall I send her up?"

"No, let me handle it, god what does she want..." He sat up brushing off imaginary dust off his pants before exiting.

"Whose Karen?" I ask, earning a few laughs from the others.

"Your Pop's ex, she helped us out in the past, before we- I'm going to head down.

"Then I'm coming with!" We made our way down to the lobby finding the two arguing.

"Stay here." He pressed a quick kiss to the top of my head before walking over, summoning all the intimidation he could. I could hear the conversation well, understanding everything.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Pops questioned.

"Can I not come here anymore? Do I need to make an appointment first now? Steve."

"Doll what's going on?"

"She thinks she can just show up unprompted. She ruined our day with-"

"Is today supposed to be an anniversary. If so I'm happy to ruin it for you two. Come back Steve, we work so well together."

"No, today is our daughter's birthday."

"You're just making things up now, how old is she? What's her name?" She laughed. I joined in, this was probably the best time to do so. I found myself behind the two, and squeezed my way through. Now in front of this Karen lady.

"Hi, I'm Y/n. I don't think we've met yet. I'm their daughter."

"Sure you are... where'd you come from sweetie?"

"Pot să o împușc?" (Can I shoot her?) A moment passed before he responded.

"Nu, nu în public ..." (No not in public) Dad responded. "That can be our next lesson."