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For [livejournal.com profile] avanti_90: “Daleks on Middle Earth”

Note: As much as I didn't give a damn about Radagast the Padding Brown, I have to admit it was nice to see Sylvester McCoy on the big screen.

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Radagast the Brown was not having a good morning. First the elm trees had to be rid of a nasty nest of dire woodpeckers, next he had to scold a family of beavers not to dam a particular stream, and now... this....

“I believe you've mistaken for someone else,” he said calmly to the three large, sword gray pepper pots in front of him.

“YOU ARE THE DOCTOR! YOU WILL FACE EXTERMINATION!

He scratched a bit of bird dropping out of his beard thoughtfully. “Hmm, I've never been a physician. Well, veterinarian certainly I'll admit...”

“SILENCE! PREPARE FOR EXTERMINATION!” The pepper pots began to shout in unison. “EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!

Which was when the three ents leaned over and caught up the shouty fellows, turning them upside down and letting them sway back and forth as the wands stuck in their bodies fired Power indiscriminately into the forest floor. Well, at least until the ents all gave a mighty heave and sent them flying through the air, still shouting until they struck the top of the nearby tor and exploded.

“Thank you, Treebeard,” Radagast said gratefully, sitting down on a fallen tree trunk with a thump.
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Travel: We were planning on doing Thanksgiving at home anyway, but after last weekend's trip to Cleveland we're doubly inclined to stay in today.

Dinner:

Brined Turkey
Stuffing with Chicken Livers
Country Mashed Potatoes
Gravy from drippings
Corn Pudding
Sweet Potato Casserole
Oven Roasted Brussel Sprouts
Biscuits
Apple Pie with French Vanilla Ice Cream
Pumpkin Pie
Chocolate Peanut Butter Cupcakes

Viewing: Since we no longer have cable, and never got an HD converter box, we'll be doing a Lord of the Rings, Extended Edition marathon in lieu of the traditional Macy's Thanksgiving Parade.

Music: Can there be any other choice...?

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More silliness in the Cineverse. Tags: Gen, Avengers, Tony, Pepper, Happy, Clint, Natasha, Steve


The main screen, a flatscreen LED unit so large that if you laid it parallel to the floor the RAF could have directed the Battle of Britain on it, lowered itself from the ceiling in front of the windows, which went opaque to block out the setting sun. While it was warning up, Steve grabbed a plate of Swedish meatballs and listened with half an ear to Pepper's argument with Tony.

"Tony, you can't possibly watch all three movies tonight. It's after seven already and it'll take over eleven hours to go through all three of them."

Tony pulled his hamburger out of the microwave. "Wouldn't be the first all-nighter I've pulled."

"You've all got an eight o' clock with Director Fury aboard the Helicarrier. Do you want to show up half-asleep?"

"I'd prefer to fully asleep for that. We're doing a budget meeting. Budgets are dull. I have subordinates to listen to budgets."

"Yes, me," she pointed out tartly, folding her arms in front of her.

To his credit, the barb actually made Tony wince. "Yes," he agreed, recovering quickly. "And you do an excellent job of it, which is why I want you to keep doing it, and which is why it is absolutely criminal that you resigned from your CEO position from Stark, Inc."

"I resigned because I hated the job, even if I was good at it, thank you for that, and you were no longer dying, so it was about time you took the reins yourself like you should have done years ago instead of letting Obadiah have free rein."

"You promised you were not going to ever bring up..."

Clint placed his fingers between his lips and whistled loudly, before the argument could melt down any further. "Are we watching these movies or not?"

"Yes," Tony said, just as Pepper stated flatly, "No."

"Let's compromise," Natasha suggested. "Show of hands. Who wants to go to tomorrow's budget meeting?"

Steve began to raise his hand, wavering a moment when he noticed no one else following suit. "It's our responsibility," he noted.

"Then we'll send Thor and Bruce. Bruce will be happy to be bored out of his mind, and Thor can... um, be Thor," Tony said. He paused, looking around the room. "Where are they anyway?"

"On a double date with Doctor Foster and Miss Ross," Happy spoke up.

"I so want pictures of that..."

"I'll talk to the field team tailing them," Natasha said. "Can we watch the movies now?"

TBC
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Continuing from yesterday.

Tags: Avengers, Tony, Steve, Clint, Pepper, Natasha, Happy

* * *

The door to the common room slid open and Pepper walked, followed by Happy, who was loaded down with bags of carry-out, and Clint and Natasha, who were loaded down with each other.

"We have hunted and killed dinner," Pepper announced.

"You've killed my back," Happy noted, setting the bags on the counter of the small kitchenette in one corner of the room. "I thought you were hiring a chef."

"I have, three times. Once I tell them where they'll actually be working, they immediately hand over their resignation," Pepper admitted. "Why are you destroying the floor?"

"I'm not destroying, I'm improving." Tony hopped up from the hatch, heading over to the bags filled with styrofoam trays, trading a kiss with Pepper along the way. "So what did you get this time? Chinese?"

"No."

"Japanese?"

"No."

"Indian?"

"No."

He popped open one of the trays and took an experimental sniff. "Norwegian?"

"Swedish actually," Clint said.

Steve blinked in surprise. "You found a Swedish takeout place?"

Natasha shrugged. "We were getting desperate. And it's New York. There are five of everything here if you look hard enough."

Tony closed the tray and made a beeline for Steve's rucksack. "I'll get a burger. Meanwhile, I want to see what Old School here thinks is better than what you can download from Amazon." He flipped it open and started drawing out books. "Calvin and Hobbes, very good taste there. Oh, How to Draw Manga. Getting a thing for Japanese schoolgirls, are we?"

Steve gently removed it from Tony's hands. "The style seems really clean and quick to draw. I was thinking about maybe doing a webcomic, assuming we ever get any spare time."

Tony nodded, "Nice idea. Tell JARVIS, he can build the website for you. I'll call up my lawyer tomorrow and secure the media rights for whatever you come up with."

"I don't even know what I'm going to draw yet," he protested.

Tony snorted and began rummaging through the rucksack again. "You're Steve Rogers. Whatever it is people will eat it up." He drew out another book. "The Hobbit? I didn't figure you for a fantasy freak."

"I had a lot of time when I was getting over chicken pox," Steve admitted. "It was a fun book. Once I finish it I'll have to see what else Professor Tolkien wrote."

There was a very long pause, as five heads turned in unison to stare at him. "You don't know what else he wrote?" Happy asked.

"Low tor came out in '52 I think," Clint said. "Steve was frozen for seven years by then."

"Low Tor?" Steve asked.

"Sorry, Lord of the Rings. It's the sequel trilogy."

"He wrote a trilogy after that?"

Tony looked, for Tony, aghast. "You didn't know that yet." Then he grinned. "JARVIS, it's movie night! Load up all three of the extended editions on the main screen!"

Yes, sir, JARVIS replied. Would you like that with the director's commentary and the Portuguese subtitles again?
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In celebration of me probably having to buy the blu-ray editions one of these days.

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