Hello Stony shippers! Here's to another Stony AU :D This is just the beginning so hopefully the fic will get better, but enjoy ^_^ Btw, we're still working on Dreaming of You -L
It was official, Tony hated Thursdays. It seemed to him that they always caused bad luck, every week without fault something went wrong. Last Thursday he had locked himself out of his car. He knew it was probably a bad idea, but he broke the window to get them out. That window was expensive AND sharp Tony had the luck to find out. Two Thursdays ago he accidentally opened the wrong apartment door on an old lady who was changing. Yes, he should've made sure the number was right, but who doesn't lock their door? Especially if you're gonna be changing...seriously.
This Thursday was no different. Tony had forgotten to change his alarm clock for daylight savings time causing him to be a whole hour late for his shift at the coffee shop downtown. He was surely in for big trouble.
Tony pushed the clear front door open, causing the doorbell to ding seemingly pointing out his tardiness to everyone there. He retreated behind the counter and flung his apron on over his white shirt.
"Why are you so late Tony? You know Nick's gonna be ticked off at you," his coworker Natasha spat at him. Anyone could see that she was working on an hour less of sleep than usual.
"Well, that's his problem isn't?"
"No, it's YOURS Stark," And sure enough their Boss' booming voice cut through. Crap. Tony had no idea why this one eyed, bald, and fierce man would run a coffee shop. It just didn't seem right, but now he had bigger problems. Yes, it was his problem.
"Mr. Fury...have I ever told you how beautiful your eyes were in the light?" Wow, way to go Tony, the dude has one eye and I don't find it even remotely attractive.
"Cut the crap Stark. If I had half a brain I would fire you. Instead, you're working two hours extra. Don't say anything else that will put you in a bad position, or I will have no choice but to lay you off," Nick said threateningly waving his index finger.
Tony swallowed his pride, "Yes sir." Yeah, the sir part was hard.
Different customers came and went without much fuss. The extra two hours were going awfully slow for Tony though. He had things he could be doing at home, but oh no here he was all because he was stupid enough to forget to change his alarm. Sometimes life didn't seem fair. After another Mocha Frappe was sold though, his eye caught something very interesting. Maybe Thursdays weren't that bad...
Okay, that was the first chapter. Hopefully it wasn't too short. I'm off to read Shadow Scale (which I highly recommend folks) Night! :) -L