A/N: So, I was looking at the Horoscopes one day and thought "Why not use these as prompts?" and thus this series was born. Please tell me if I got anything wrong, especially the brand names for the shoes. I looked them up on the internet, I hadn't even heard of the brand until then. Tell me if you guys like this idea!

2/20/14

'Pisces (Feb. 19-March 20)'

"You may have to be somewhat secretive about a certain endeavor that others consider ill-timed or ill-conceived."

Tony Stark, dressed in his most expensive Armani suit, tapped his Berluti clad foot as he waited for the elevator to take him to the lobby of Oscorp. He didn't want to be here much longer that the meeting had required, the other Avengers wouldn't understand that this had been a purely business visit. With Norman Osborn's status as a Supervillain, Stark Industries being seen in "enemy" territory would cause questions Tony wasn't yet ready to answer to surface. They keep forgetting that the company had a quite normal Board of Directors.

Thankfully, Osborn had not been in the office; said Board of Directors had received Tony and his proposal. He thought it went well, all things considered. Though the two companies were rivals, Tony was sure that he had made them an offer they couldn't refuse. Two billion dollars for a floundering company whose CEO was a psychotic criminal? For those fat-cat money grubbers it was a steal.

Now all Tony had to do was wait a few days for the token debate and he'd own Oscorp.

The elevator dinged as the doors opened, admitting Tony to the busy ground floor. Walking out casually, Tony managed to walk past everyone without notice. JARVIS took care of the security cameras as well, effectively removing all digital proof that he had even been here.

Happy was waiting for him in the limo just outside. Opening the door for Tony, Happy waited until his employer had settled in before shutting it. Walking around to the driver's side, he got in and buckled up.

"Where to, Boss?"

"The Tower, Happy. The others will be wondering where I've been as it is, let's not make it worse," Tony sighed, loosening his tie a bit. Oscorp hadn't been his first stop today and he was exhausted. All he wanted to do now was change into more comfortable clothes, eat some of Steve's cooking, and work in his shop until he passed out at the work bench. Sadly, he doubted the others would let him get away without annoying questions.

He doesn't begrudge them that, though. Tomorrow was Agent's funeral and the others would be clinging to their weakest member in an attempt to not lose another they were close to. Tony smiled slightly; he was always unsure whether to feel insulted that they were worried about him, or if he should be happy that they even cared. Pepper insisted that he should feel the latter and ignore the former; she claimed that it was just his over inflated ego talking.

Two hours and three traffic jams later and Tony was finally in the elevator to his penthouse. Stripping his suit jacket and tie as he waited, Tony sighed again- this time in relief. The Tower was the one place he could drop some of his shields and be himself.

Now all he had to do was avoid the others long enough to get into a pair of jeans and a band tee and he'd be set. Oh, and lots of scotch. There was nothing quite like drunk engineering, he enjoyed trying to figure out what it was he'd built the next day.