"Tony. Tony. Tony. Tony."

Tony grumbled and sat up in bed, squinting his eyes. He looked around, to see no one in his room.

"Tooonnnnyyyyy."

He rubbed his eyes, there was still nobody.

"I'm up here, dumbass"

Looking up, he saw a head peeking through the vent.

"I watched you sleep, Tony..."

Tony rolled his eyes and flopped back onto the mattress. "Okay, bye now, Clint."

"But Steve said you should come for breakfast."

He flipped his middle finger at the rough direction of the voice.

"He's gonna kick your ass."

He pulled the sheets over his head.

"Thor will eat your pancakes then Steve will kick your ass..."

Tony grumbled then got out of bed reluctantly, dragging his feet to the door. He heard a faint tap on metal as Hawkeye scrambled through the vents. As he walked into the kitchen, he saw the other Avengers sitting around the table with a pile of steaming pancakes in front of each person.

"Tony! You finally decided to have some food, I'd say its been about 36 hours now?" Steve said. If it had come from anyone else it would have sounded joking, but Steve sounded genuinely concerned, which was weird because they still weren't exactly the best of friends.

"Um, I had some Hershey's yesterday?" Tony shrugged and sat down, helping himself to the feast in front of him. Steve rolled his eyes but dropped the subject, knowing he couldn't change Tony's eating habits no matter how hard he tried.

"So, what's going on today?" Tony asked, his mouth stuffed with pancake.

As the only one without his or her mouth full, Bruce answered, "Group training at four, apart from that we are free all day."

"Group training, are you kidding me? We are fucking great."

"Don't argue with me, argue with Fury." Tony stopped arguing, as no one argued with Fury and got away with it without being called a motherfucker at least three times.

After the food had all been eaten, the group split up, some going to the gym, others to the labs. Tony, of course, went to his workshop. He had been there for around nine hours, working on his suit, before he was disturbed by anybody. Steve had walked in with a cup of coffee and was standing right beside him before Tony jumped and fell off his chair in surprise.

"Shit, Steve, I didn't see you there." He said, sitting on the floor.

"Um yeah, I realised..." Steve helped him up again and stood there awkwardly.

"Did you have a purpose for this visit...?"

"Oh yeah, did you want anything to eat? I brought you coffee but..." Steve gestured to the hot liquid which was now in a puddle on the floor. "I'll clean that up then go..."

Tony shrugged. "Dum-e or Butterfingers can do it. And don't worry about anything, I've got supplies down here."

Sighing, Steve replied, "Tony you have a coffee machine. You still need to eat."

"Not as much as you regular hum-" Tony realised he had slipped up and stopped talking.

Steve ignored him though, grabbing a cloth off the workbench and mopping up the spilled drink. "Just because you are used to long periods of time with only coffee, doesn't mean you can just stop eating. I'll bring you down something, then I want to see what you are working on."

Tony grinned. Everyone else usually stayed away from his inventing, as one time Thor asked what he was doing and three hours later the Asgardian appeared from the workshop covered in oil and with an extensive knowledge on how the repulsors on Tonys suit worked.

"AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!"

It was half past three in the morning, and the alarm went off around the tower. Tony was still up, working on his lasers in the light of his workshop, but he rolled his eyes and quickly made his way up to find the others.

The mission was easy really. Giant robot spiders in Florida, find the base, shut it down, easy peasy, don't get killed. Tony and Thor flew off quickly, with the others following in a quin-jet. When they were all there, they performed like clockwork, some fighting off the enemy while others helped get civilians to safety. It only took fifteen minutes for Captain America to be able to get to the power source and shut it down, killing all the spiders. It was going fine, until the building where the spiders had been produced stood up, turning into a giant arachnid with some crazy guy at the controllers. Black Widow took care of him quickly, jumping off another building into the cockpit of the robotic spider and knocking him out. They all thought it would be a simple clean up operation after that, but the spider seemed to be able to function on its own, and started trying to eliminate its enemy. A claw grabbed Natasha and flung her away, causing her to smack into the side of a building, Hulk catching her on the way down. The next target to be taken down was Captain America. Red lasers started shooting out of the spider's eyes, ricocheting off the vibranium shield. One of the rebounding laser beams hit the spider, which caused it to stumble, allowing Captain America to run in, jumping up and pulling out all the wires he could see. The robot spasmed and fell to the ground.

"Hell fucking yeah!" Hawkeye exclaimed.

"Never liked spiders..." Grumbled Tony.

They all looked around, surveying the damage.

"WHERE IS THE GOOD CAPTAIN?" boomed Thor loudly.

Tony dropped to floor level."Shit. He was in the spider." That was when they heard it. A small beeping coming from the spider. Then they saw a red light. Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Aw crap."

Flying in, he grabbed Steve's unconscious body and made his way out, finding it to be blocked by a fallen bar. "Sir, there is 10% power remaining, Mark 45 wasn't designed for this much airborne travel."

Outside, Hulk whispered "Boom."

~authors note~

sorry the chapters have been quite short so far... Anyway i do actually have a proper plot that will happen soon but I'm hoping this will end up being about 10k words, maybe longer depends...

reviews are appreciated!