Chapter 31-Birthday party
By: MysticFantasy
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A/N: Thank you everyone for the sweet comments on the dedication of the previous chapter.
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"Hey Cap, does James like clowns?"
Steve looked up at Tony who was looking at the clipboard he was writing on.
"Why?" The soldier asked.
"Well, his birthday is coming up and we need it to be big." Tony answered simply. "He's gonna be thirteen years old in a few days. Gotta have a big party for him."
"How big are we talking here?" Steve asked. "A small get together sounds fine to me and I'm sure Natasha will feel the same."
"Oh come on. This is the party of Captain America's son! The future second Golden Boy of America! We need to make it big! Fireworks, balloons, ten layered ice cream cake...The works!"
"Tony, don't you think that would be a little too much?" Steve asked. "Besides, Natasha and I are trying not to spoil James. Sure his birthday is the exception but you have to admit that your idea of a party might change his thought of that."
"That may be true. But until Pepper and I have a kid of our own to spoil, James is my only outlet. You had a nice party when you were thirteen right?"
Steve gave Tony a look that said 'You really want to go there?'
"Right." Tony muttered. "Moving on. Any choice of matter on flavor of ice cream and cake?"
"Maybe you should talk to Natasha about all this." Steve said. "I'm not really a fan of big parties but you are right that we should really celebrate James' thirteenth birthday."
"Alright, let's go find the master spy momma!" Tony declared turning on his heel and heading down the hall with Steve close behind.
Steve lightly smiled as Tony began to call out for Natasha and wondered just how big of a party Tony wanted to give James.
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"Where are we going?" James asked as he held his hands out before him as he was blindly led somewhere by his uncle.
"Just keep walking kid." Clint answered.
James smirked as he continued to walk in whatever direction his uncle pushed him in. He had an idea what was going on but knew how sneaky his family is.
He heard a door open and his ears were filled with music and suddenly the blindfold was removed.
"SURPRISE!"
James smiled greatly when he spotted his family and his small group of friends from his school standing before him.
He spotted a mountain of presents on a table to the side followed by three different tables holding a huge variety of foods and the middle table holding a large seven layer cake. There were dozens of different games that were sure to provide hours of entertainment.
He spotted his parent's walking over and grabbed them both in a great hug.
"Happy Birthday, James." They both said as they returned their son's hug.
"You guys are the best." James said.
"It was your Uncle Tony that wanted to make it as over the top as possibile." Steve pointed out.
"Better go thank him." Natasha added with a smirk.
James left his parent's and hurried over to his rich uncle.
Tony looked up and gasped before he was suddenly knocked to the ground.
"Thanks Uncle Tony." James said.
"My back." Tony lightly muttered, causing everyone to laugh. "You're welcome kid but please try to be gentle from now on."
"Ok. Thanks again."
"Sure. Now go have fun."
The now teen happily followed his uncle's advised and dashed off toward the games with his friends.
"No doubt about it. He's your son." Tony said as he stood and stretched his back.
"Be glad that he doesn't have Steve's build." Bruce said.
"Your back would definatly break then." Clint remarked before following his nephew to the games.
Steve and Natasha watched with smiles as their son played games with his friends.
They'd placed James in a private school where he made a few friends who he became close with because they liked him for being who he was. Not who his parent's and family are.
The little group were almost always hanging out together like all normal teenagers.
Because of his parent's and family being Avengers, James didn't get to go out into the world and act like a normal teen very much. His parent's were always worried that one of their enemies would pop out and take their son.
Because of this fear, they didn't let James go to many places without on of them or without his wrist communicator/tracking device.
This was one of those moments that he really got to be a normal teen without a care in the world.