We see a very messy Tony crouched behind a large, circular object resting on a decorative plate. Droplets of sweat had formed above his brow that had red frosting smeared on it while his bruised eye was shut closed and his other had looked extremely focused with a bit of shifting to the somewhat shrunken pupil. Lastly, sprinkles, crumbs and frosting was all tangled in the fur and bits of stubble and beard on his snout while his lips had a bit of a twist while his lit cigar hung out of his lips. Then we zoom out a little more, seeing that his green telekinesis was tightly holding a piping bag filled with a white, thick and sweetly smelling frosting. "C'monn..." he muttered to himself, biting down on his cigar a little more before he'd hold his breath and lower the crinkled up piping bag towards the cake that was already covered in a blue frosting. Then, once the metal tip was low enough...he'd give a gentle squeeze and watch the thick substance form a rounded dollop on the blue frosting before quickly pulling up the bag and letting out a sigh of relief. "Ahthank God..." he muttered in relief as he was now breathing heavier than last time. "Thought I'd neva' get 'dis shit done" he added, sounding both relieved and annoyed at the same time while he caught his breath from...just holding it. "But hey...I gawd'it done pretty quick I guess." He said...somewhat positively. Then, we zoom out. Seeing the complete opposite of his statement as the kitchen was in utter chaos with frosting and baking ingredients splattered everywhere while many cakes and cupcakes were overflowing the garbage can and had their melted frosting dripping down from them and onto the tiled floor. Many punch marks were also seen on the walls, counter and even on the counter as a corner of it was destroyed. The punch marks would only show the four points of his brass knuckles rather than the natural thing though. Not that it made it any better...it made it worse honestly. But hey, on the counter in front of him had a very professional looking blue cake that had a spaceship on it with flames coming out the back, a rainbow with clouds right below it and there were a bunch of little fake stars and planets made of frosting. Along with a few sprinkles here and there while the sides had more clouds and rainbows and the bottom had a ring of clouds as well. And of course there was a 'Happy birthday Overcast!' written on it in frosting right in between the ship and the rainbow. You could basically tell how much love he put into it just by looking at it...how sweet. Literally.
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Beside this delectable cake was a plate of a dozen medium sized strawberry funfetti cupcakes. They were all swaddled up in hot pink cupcake wrappers while the actual cake had a soft pink, swirly and thick frosting that looked put on pretty well with a light dash of rainbow sprinkles all over the strawberry frosting and a shiny red cherry right on top. Tony was seen staring at his work and looking pretty drained and exhausted "...but God...do I need a damn break..." he said to himself drowsily before backing up from the counter and sluggishly padding over to the entrance of the home that was now fully repaired once again somehow. Once getting to the door, he'd open up the front door and walk outside in the cold snow, taking a glance up at the clouds to see that tones of orange and yellow had stained the sky and was slowly turning it to it's usual blue shade. Tony blinked twice, completely halting in his steps and looking very unamused from seeing this beautiful sunrise. "...Shit" he swore, gently shutting the door covered in posters behind him with his magic. "...Well...at least I've got anotha' excuse." He said jokingly with a shrug before he'd grab a metal flask out of his vest and remove the cigar from his mouth with his magic. The flask also had writing engraved on it that read; 'Emergency drinking water', how comedical. He'd take a big swig of whatever was inside before the door had busted open loudly and abruptly, causing the fliers on it to scatter everywhere while Tony flinched with wide eyes and choked on his alcoholic drink. "Tony-" Storm's disembodied voice had been interrupted by the brute spitting out his drink and violently coughing into the snow. Storm's eyes widened, nearly out of his skull as his ears had folded back and he'd act fast to get up on his tippy toes and pat Tony on the back harshly a few times over. Thankfully, this would manage to clear Tony's blackened airways. "Augh- what d'hell was 'dat four, kid?!" he'd look down at Storm angrily as saliva had stained the fur on his snout. Storm would look way more sympathetic now and would speak in the same tone; "well I didn't know you'd be doing that out h-." As he glanced to the right at his home...he'd pause as he noticed that his wall was completely covered in fliers with Overcast's grinning face and logo on them that read;
