"Why is Tony dressed in a fuzzy yellow bird suit?" Bruce asked as he sat down on the couch book in hand.
"Because I made a deal with the devil." Darcy told him from where she knelt at Tony's feet pinning up the fabric on one of his legs.
"Did you just call me the devil?" Tony asked faking offense. "Because in this deal I really think you are the devil."
"Yes I did." Darcy confirmed. "Because anyone who would want Natasha and Thor's pumpkins moved from the center of my display would have to be the devil."
"I believe it is less an act of the devil and more the act of someone who knows that anything with my face should be front and center." Tony retorted. "And forcing someone to dress up at a duck and go to a halloween party is only something the devil would do."
"What party?" Bruce asked.
"Tony wanted his pumpkin in the middle," Darcy explained. "And in return for getting his pumpkin there. I said he had to dress as a duck for a halloween party, but then he pointed out that there was no halloween parties that he was going to unless he put one on himself."
"So you're hosting a halloween party?" Bruce asked Tony.
"Yes." Tony replied and Darcy noticed that he didn't seem to bother by the fact.
"Really he walked right into it." She pointed out frowning up at Tony.
Did he have something up his sleeve? she wondered; or in his current state wing?
"Okay." Bruce said. "So what pumpkin are we talking about?"
"Those ones." Darcy said waving her free hand toward the pumpkins on the other side of the room, before moving to pin up the other leg.
"Oh." Bruce said frowning in confusion. "But it's not in the middle and why is mine the Hulk?"
"Well there is no middle of six so he agreed to share with you." Darcy said. "And do I really need to explain why yours is the Hulk?"
Darcy and Bruce had, had countless arguments that went in circles, about how Darcy thought the Hulk was awesome and Bruce trying to convince her otherwise.
"Are you almost done? Tony asked looking down at her a little impatient.
"It's not my fault you're short." Darcy retorted. "But yeah I am."
"I am not short!" Tony said indignantly.
"Yes you are." Darcy shot back as she stood up. "You are like the shortest avenger."
"Both Natasha and Bruce are shorter then me!" Tony protested.
"Hulk is taller then you." Darcy said explained as if Tony was a small child. "And what Natasha lacks in height, she makes up for in deadliness, therefore you are the shortest avenger."
"That doesn't even make sense." Tony exclaimed. "Bruce, tell her that doesn't make sense."
"No I'm staying out of it." Bruce told them not looking up from his book.
"Why" Tony whined. "I thought you were my friend."
"I am your friend," Bruce said looking up. "But taking sides will only end badly for me."
"Why would it end badly for you?" Tony asked confused.
"Yeah," Darcy said, just as confused. "Why would it?"
"Because it ends badly for anyone who takes sides when you two argue." Bruce told them. "So it's best to just stay out of it."
"Phil, tell Bruce he's wrong." Tony said and Darcy glanced at Tony and followed his gaze to where Secret agent man was standing in the doorway and she wondered how long he had been standing there, but apparently it was long enough that he knew what they were talking about.
"I'm sorry, but I can't help you." he told him. "All the proof I have points to quite the opposite."
"What proof?" Tony demanded and he might have looked a little scary if he weren't wearing part of a duck suit.
"Well times like when you made Captain Rogers phone go crazy for a week or when Darcy put cayenne pepper in Clint's hot chocolate, come to mind." Secret agent man explained and Darcy felt her cheeks go red, because this was not the most flattering image one could have and that her crush had noticed was kind of embarrassing.
"Okay." Tony admitted. "You guys may be right, but Darcy is still wrong about me being the shortest avenger.
With that said Tony left to go change, so that Darcy could finish hemming his duck costume.
At the questioning look Secret agent man sent he, she guessed that he hadn't heard what the argument had been about in the first place and she chose not to enlighten him as she was still slightly embarrassed over him pointing out her petty revenge.
She collected her sowing things and seated herself on the couch to wait for Tony's returned.
"So," Tony began as he sat down next to her and handed her the costume. "What are you going to dress up as?"
"I'm thinking the TARDIS of the eleventh doctor, but I am leaning toward the doctor because both fezzes and bow ties are cool."Darcy said at she started work on her hemming.
When she he didn't say anything she glanced up at him and she wasn't sure she liked the gleam in his eyes.
