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( Guess who turned one today? )

Wow! Okay. I was going to teach first graders how to draw snowmen today, but time travel is fun too.

There's some good things about starting over, I guess. Right? I mean, most of you haven't suffered through the Year(s...) of Accidentally Breaking Everything I Touched, so that's awesome. And I'm debt-free! Who doesn't love that? Oh I should--I'm Vik. Viktoriya. Looks like my sister Irina beat me here. Hopefully she hasn't growled at too many of you. Her bark is worse than her bite, promise. Unless you're an asshole! Then I can't help you, sorry.

[OOC: future daughter #2 of thewidower & thesoviet. Pretty much a hippie in the body of a supersoldier. From 2053~ ish?? IDK thereabouts.]

I need all of the James to report to me now.

I think they have rather good taste, don't you?

IT'S THE SACRED MONTH OF HALLOWEEN!

And that means it's almost time for my annual 'Devon's Kickass Halloween Bash.' For you poor souls that haven't experienced this yet, just be glad it falls on a weekend this year so you have some time to recover before Monday morning.

It'll be on Halloween night and the person with the best costume wins a GRAND PRIZE of my choosing. Know it's going to be the best thing ever. Past prizes have included dinner reservations at fancy restaurants, vouchers for skydiving, weekend getaways, and gift cards. So start thinking about costumes now!

Rhodey, Honeybuns, where did the last two weeks go? Because I definitely don't remember them.

Children, future/alternate/whatever, of mine - roll call. Other members of the illustrious Stark family, you too.

I know this is a big surprise to some of you.

But it's a boy. (Please at least pretend to be wow'ed by this information.)

Great job on the timing, portal.

All right, I have a comfortable chair. Come at me.

[ ooc: IT'S THE CHARLIE HUNNAM ARMY. Tony Rogers, son/second child of James & Torunn. USAF, skills with weather prediction. MORE HERE. Has BFF, needs backstory, pretty please. JOURNAL NAME CREDIT TO DARCY, LOL. ]

What the hell is dubsmash and why can't anyone in the office focus? Yes it's Saturday, not that isn't an excuse to goof off.

Nope, can't do it. Can't make it to Friday. Someone fake an emergency so I can get out of these unnecessarily long meeting? Or just stab me. That's okay too.

Let me show you why I am the Best Daughter Ever^TM to the Best Dads Ever^TM this Fathers' Day.

( Behind Door Number One )

Sorry I'm late. Hope the other two haven't gotten into too much trouble.

[ooc; son of Thor and Jane Foster!]

Kanapapiki. You ever get that feeling where you're exactly where you ought to be, but something's just a little off? Like, say, a few decades?

I feel old and young simultaneously.

[ ooc; the adult adopted son of the oldest cap and bucky! ]

This is what happens when you follow a Lahey into trouble, I swear. Not as if it's that much safter than following a Barnes, to be honest.

Hello. I'm Sarah. Rogers. Oh this is quite awkward.

Okay, so when I jumped out of the car I thought I'd end up with a few scratches, not transported back before I was born. Don't worry, I've heard the whole "you're really in two places at once, Britta Lahey-McCall-Argent, don't panic! Welcome to here!" speech before because I used to give it every now and then, but 2015? At least my bits stayed mine and my girl one step at a time bow's with me. Things could be worse.

I have lots of bacon and mimosas? Well, I will because I left my debit card in my other jumpsuit, but I know Mom hides the emergency bacon behind the frozen peas because none of the boys ever touch those unless they're desperate.

Soooo brunch in London, anyone? Time traveling really works up an appetite.