Soo, my friend and I discussed in an rp about Tony getting bored and throwing a toga party at the Avengers' Tower.. So this what I came up with. Of course it's not done yet, but I would like to see what you people think about it and see if I should carry on.
There may be some fluff and maybe some drunk Tony...maybe some Stanner...maybe stoner bruce... I dunno yet. Whatchya think?
Bruce fidgeted a little in his new attire and sighed a little, "Seriously, I look ridiculous." He stared himself down in the mirror, at the white toga he was wearing.
After the a Chituari attack on New York, it seemed as though things had calmed down for a while and Tony turned Stark Tower into the Avengers Tower. Some of the team would stay there occasionally, but not often. Bruce lived in one of the guest rooms there. He had no where else to go and Tony offered to show the Doctor the labs he had there. With the absence of villains and not having much else to do Tony decided it was necessary to throw a party, a toga party to be exact.
Bruce finally tore himself away from his bathroom mirror to leave his room to join the rest of the party. Tony invited the team, plus some. Bruce normally didn't do parties, but he knew the others would be slightly disappointed if he didn't show up for a bit. He had some of the toga in his left hand so he didn't step on it as he walked down the hall and into the lobby of the tower. Looking around the crowed room, automatically, Bruce could tell it was going to be a long night. It's not that he didn't enjoy people, it's the large amounts of people and the closeness of them all that got him agitated. He scanned the room and looked for a less crowded spot and one with a door way for a quick getaway if need be.
Bruce weaves in and out through the crowds avoiding contact if possible. He sighs as he finally gets into the empty space, and leans against the island in the kitchen area watching everyone. He smiles as he watches and picks his team mates' faces out of the crowd. He could see Tony, Pepper and Rhodey talking together and a few people Bruce doesn't know. He scans the crowd again and sees Natasha and Clint dancing together and wonders how in God's name are they dancing in togas.
He leaned against the counter top watching the crowd of people move a little, and he smiled to himself. He surprised himself with how well he was handling all of this. Between the large quantities of people, loud music and wearing a toga, he was doing alright. He fidgeted with his hands a little looking at the floor and glanced up seeing someone move beside him, "Should you be enjoying the party Clint?" "Could say the same to you," Clint smirked and leaned against the counter top beside Bruce. "I'm just, not one for large quantities of people. Puts me on edge a little, ya know," Bruce shrugged a little and looked over at Clint. "I just think you need to relax, chill out a little," Clint smiled and elbowed Bruce a little. "It's easier said then done," he mumbled to himself rubbing at his arm and started to leave the kitchen heading for the balcony outside.
He leaned against the railing of the balcony and watched the night sky of New York, all the city lights looking like twinkling stars but nothing like the night skies of Calcutta. Bruce took a deep breath enjoying the cool air and lack of loud music and crowd of people. He thought to himself, Clint's right. I just need to relax and chill out a bit. Thinking over what Clint told him, smirked a little getting an idea. He glanced over his shoulder at the mass amounts of people and took a deep breath preparing himself to make a dash for his room.
Before he could even get through the crowds of people he felt a hand on his shoulder and he quickly glanced to see Tony gripping it, "Tony, hey. Uh what can I do for you?" Could he have picked an any worse spot to stop me? Bruce wanted out of this room here in a minute, "I haven't seen you all night. Enjoying yourself yet big guy," Tony wasn't drunk yet but he had a decent buzz going on. Bruce could tell, he had that ridiculous Stark grin on his face that could get him whatever he wanted, when he wanted. "Um, yeah. Sure. I just need to.." Bruce shifted on his feet a little avoiding contact with other people, "I just need a break from all this," Bruce looked around at all the faces around him in the crowds. Tony patted his shoulder a little, "do you want a drink or something?" "Um, thanks but I'm all set I just, need some space," before Tony could even reply Bruce started dodging people left and right, desperately trying to get back to his room.
Wow this is disgustingly short. I'm sorry my followers. (saying that I have followers makes me feel like Charles Manson. laughs manically) *clears my throat* Um, yeah. Anywho. I got a request or two to carry this on, so expect a chapter too soon. Right now this is not my priority... it's mostly my other one that is.
So ttfn...