It had been several hours after they all went their separate ways. Steve went home and worked out. He took a shower and then joined Clint in the living room. He could never remember the name of the video game was that they were playing.

"PAUSE. I'm going to grab some food. Want some?"
"No thanks I'm ok." Steve smiled.
"Ok I'll be right back." Clint said as he hurried off and started making all kinds of noise elsewhere.
Steve heard the pop of a soda can over in the kitchen. Clint was making some food and Steve wasn't really hungry.
He didn't have the stomach for it for some reason. Maybe because …Tony was out on a date?

Steve tried not to think about it. Bruce was the perfect match for him. Even his horoscope sign thing proved that point. Clint just openly talked about their relationship as if it was the best thing for Tony.
He just pushed the thoughts from his mind.
"Hey Cap you want a soda? It's free courtesy of Tony Stark." Steve heard that and smiled a bit. Tony was a lot more generous than he led people to believe.

"Cap? Did ya hear me?" Steve looked in Clint's direction and shook his head no in response.

Then he realized there was a wall between them which made it impossible for Clint to see his reaction.
"Oh I'm sorry no thank you. I'm really not a fan of soda pop." He looked down at the controller he had in his hand and he patiently waited for Clint to finish preparing his food.

"Hah! soda pop. My grandfather says soda pop." Clint was laughing and Steve tried to ignore his comment.
In reality he was supposed to be almost a hundred years old if he would have survived the crash. So he actually could have been someone's great-great grandfather or something.

Wow how depressing. Steve looked away and continued to wait.
Clint popped out from around the corner and walked over to the television. He grabbed his controller and set his plate of food down on the floor and he made himself a little nest.
"YOU READY TO GET YOUR ASS KICKED?!" Clint asked him as Steve tried not to laugh.

He was always so intense when it came to these video games Steve really had no idea why.
"Oh I'm as ready as I'll ever be." Steve said somewhat amused as Clint pressed start.

The game began and it showed these opening videos and some strange sequence that it always showed and then it eventually got to the menu where you pick your character.
"You can't pick yourself. That's LAME." Clint said as Steve skimmed over all the different characters.
"What's this game called again?" he asked as he chose Dr. Doom.

"Marvel vs. Capcom. I don't know what Capcom or Marvel is ..but it's friggen awesome. See look I can pick the Hulk. I'm so going to kick your ass as Bruce." Clint was snickering as he ate his sandwich.
His second choice was Wolverine. That was one of the people he actually knew from back in the day. He was somehow immortal and was probably born way before he was. A mutant is what he was called.

They selected all their characters and started fighting. Steve really grew to like these fighting games.

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Thor was in his room. He had Jane with him and they were laying on his bed.
He was in the middle of informing Jane about their astrological compatibility.
"So I have to ask you what would your sign be? My Capricorn brother says that everyone of you earthlings has one. I consider myself of Earth so now I have one as well."
Jane was resting her head against her hand and she just stared at him.

She stared for a long time and he didn't know what to think of it.
"Did you just ask me what my sign was?" She looked puzzled.
"Yes my love. Your horoscope sign. Or wait it's called Zodialogical or Astrological. I'm unsure of the exact term but I am a Capricorn. A mighty sea-goat."
"Who told you this?" she was speaking calmly and staring at him strangely with her sharp eyes.
"My Capricorn brother. A fellow -"
"No who said this to you? Was it Tony Stark?"

Thor frowned when she asked the question.
"It certainly was not Tony Stark. The Gemini has no idea of the knowledge that's been given to me. My brother Clint Barton is the one that showed all of this too me."
"Ah."

She went silent. Thor was confused.
"I have been given this…river of insight into my fellow Avengers. Are you bothered by this? Was Barton incorrect am I not a sea-goat."
"Barton is an idiot. Horoscopes are little side notes people write in magazines when they have space to fill. It's a total joke. Now Astrology? There is something to be said for that but he's just filling your head with nonsense."
"But I've really gotten to know everyone a lot better. Jane open your eyes to this sea of knowledge and tell me your sign."
"No."

Thor felt sad. He felt hurt.
"No?" He was almost begging his woman to not behave like she was. He was begging with his frown and sad eyes.
"No."
He scoffed at her. This was unacceptable.

"I thought this would excite you. You are a scientist of the stars and Barton told me that if your born under a certain -"
"Thor my studies are a little more complex than 'Do the stars say we're compatible or not' the only thing that horoscopes and zodiac signs do is give people a bias opinion about the way other people think and behave. So I'm not going to tell you my sign."
"So are you saying this knowledge is false?"

Jane took a moment to think out her words carefully. This entire conversation was ridiculous in her opinion. But she knew that Thor didn't feel that way. He didn't understand this world very well at all.
She sighed and tried to explain.
"You said Tony Stark was a Gemini right? So now what? Do you think you have him all figured out and know everything about him just because he happens to be born in May? You see it gives you this pre-determination about him that I don't want you to have. It's not some fountain of knowledge..it's just childish information that apparently Clint is really into."

Thor was still sad. He really liked the knowledge he had been given. Jane could tell he was upset and she sighed.
"Regardless what you say about this I think what Barton showed me is magical. I'm of Asgard so I heavily believe that this insight is correct. Or SPOT-ON as you humans often say."
UGHH she cringed. She was going to kick Clint Barton's ass in a few minutes.

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Bruce and Tony were at 'Tanjia' The Moroccan restaurant that Bruce picked out for him.
There was a lot of lamb on the menu. Tony wasn't sure what he should get. He knew he was HUNGRY.
Hahah he read over the menu and shifted around in his seat.

"I just have one question Tony. You don't have to answer I just want to know."
"Ok what is it?"
He felt nervous. No giddy. He felt something because he hadn't been on an actual date for a long time. Bruce asking him questions made him nervous tho.
"97.5? Seriously out with it."

UGH Tony tapped his finger on the table and thought about his answer. He did nottttt want to be talking about Steve right nowwwww…he wanted to enjoy his date.
"He. Well he and I we." uhhhh

He couldn't get his thoughts to go through his mouth properly.
"Have you guys slept together?" Bruce asked as Tony shook his head no a million and one times. Ah ah ah GAHH he waved his arms around franticly.
"NO. no we've never done anything like that it's just…" Just what?
Bruce stared.
"That was two questions by the way."
"Well you didn't even answer the first one." Tony bit his lip.
"You said I didn't have to." Tony quickly added as Bruce stood corrected.

"Forget I asked then. Really it's ok that was more my curiosity than anything I'm not trying to put you on the spot."
"Nuuu no no ok look um..last night? Or this morning I mean. Before we. Before you and I hooked up I walked downstairs and talked to Steve. I told him that I was going to do really well during the charity thing. Give 97.5 percent. He kinda held me too it."
"You're joking right?"
"No I'm not joking! When I woke you up and took that bathroom pit stop. I went downstairs and knocked on his door for...some reason." ok maybe he should have left THAT part out.
"You mean when you came to the room in tears and for some reason really willing to sleep with me."
"Hey look I'm always willing to sleep with you…just name the time and place. We can get down right here and now on this table."

"Why did you come back in tears?"
Bruce studied his face. Tony studied the table napkin. It was all clothy and freshly pressed.
This was getting awkward. Tony felt a panic attack arising. Hurrrrrrmmm….he picked up the menu.

"Oooh Eggplant Zalla ohke ..wait Zalle looke." Tony attempted to sound out the word.
" Zaellouke. That stuff is good." Bruce smiled and Tony rubbed his tummy. He was famished.
Uhh…ahaha.. ?

Ok he could not have this happen.
"Can we not talk about Steve I …"
"I would actually love to not talk about Steve. In all honestly the guy hardly even talks to me. He says Hulk… Smash. Hey Bruce. Bye Bruce. Thanks for the help Dr. Banner. Bye Dr. Banner. Um I'd say that's pretty much the bulk of our conversations."

WHOA..Tony cleared his throat and scratched at the side of his mouth. Menu! Looking at the menu.
"OH check it out they have home-made bread here too. I want like a plate of that. And some lamb." Lots of lamb and lots of BEER.
"Do they have booze?" Tony scanned the menu again and Bruce stayed quiet.
This was not how he wanted this date to go. But obviously Bruce was catching onto his feelings for Steve.
Tony was having a hard time bottling them up apparently.
A waitress finally walked up. Finally they had been there a year.

Bruce finally said something.
"They do have alcohol it is on the last page. I'll just order their "royal crown" dinner special. It comes with a little bit of everything so you'll get some honey lamb and all that good stuff." He handed the woman his menu and Tony studied the alcohol section.

Good good good.. Bruce was smart he already had the meal planned out. Nice. And Uhh no more Steve talk.
He clapped the menu shut and startled the waitress.
"OH sorry haha didn't see you standing there. Um I would like the pot of mint tea for this guy and every type of the Lagunitas IPA you've got. Don't worry Bruce I've got the drinks." Tony grinned and he was still holding onto his menu.

The woman quietly took it and wrote down the order.
"Yeah I definitely don't want your drink tab."
"It's cool if I get wasted right? You don't seem controlling." Tony grabbed the cloth napkin and held a grin.
"Thank you Mr. Stark." The woman said to Tony as she walked away. Uh what... ? Uh-oh. He watched the woman leave and Bruce started waving his hands awkwardly.
"You just do whatever you feel like doing Tony I'm totally ok with whatever that is. I am absolutely not a controlling person. And Uhh freedom is a beautiful thing."
"Viva freedom!" Tony agreed and he started looking around.

Uh-oh. He just remembered why he hadn't been on a date in so long. He started to notice some very familiar happenings.
Crap. Crapity crap.
"What is it?" Bruce asked as Tony twisted on the cloth napkin. Great. Just great. He looked on one side and then he turned and looked the other way.
Panic attack..ten seconds.
"You…you ok Tony?" Bruce asked again as Tony sorta dazed out. Shit the waitress probably told them in the back. She told them and then they got on the phone and called the other them and it was only a matter of time before..

How the hell could he have forgotten about …
"I'm fine it's just..I completely forgot about..well I guess I was just excited to be doing this and I forgot." He grabbed his forehead.
Any second now..Tony could tell by the rising chatter around them. He saw one flash. Holy shit this was happening.

"Forgot what? Shit I shouldn't have asked you.. That was stupid." Bruce reached over and gently touched Tony's shoulder.
No no don't do that. Tony felt like he was in a bubble. Or a zoo animal. A fish in a fish bowl. He was almost out of breath when he noticed another flash over to his left.

"TONY STARK?"
"Is that Tony Stark?"
"HEY that's Iron man.."
"GET A PICTURE HURRY HURRY!"
Bruce still didn't notice anything as Tony frantically tried to keep calm.

He felt someone touch his arm and he jerked back in shock.
"AHH WHAT?!"
"What's going on?" Bruce asked loudly because it was getting really loud in the restaurant.
Tony just looked at him with a scared shitless expression.

"TONY IS THIS YOUR NEW BOYFRIEND?" Some dude popped out of nowhere. The fuckin scabs got there quicker than he expected.
"Dumped by the CEO of your own company that's got to suck." Tony winced from that one. Whoo that was a low blow bro. He pressed the activation button that was embedded in the palm of his hand and started counting to 100 in his head.
"Is he an Avenger? How many co-workers have you banged ."
Paparazzi dipshits were all over his face in a heartbeat. Cameras and camera phones were flashing and Tony just sat there.
20, 21, 22, 23, 24...
Holllyyyyyy crap they got there a lot faster than normal. And this bunch was a lot meaner than the paparazzi can sometimes be.
"Whoa whoa whoa we're just having dinner here can you guys leave?" Bruce said to the guys as they continued to take pictures of them. They didn't respond to Bruce in any way so he started to get angry.
"GET OUT OF HERE."
Bruce was pissed. Tony was immune…well sorta.

56, 57, 58, 59...
They kept taking pictures and asking annoying questions.
"Take your picture and leave he doesn't have to sit here and be hounded by you jerks." Bruce was getting pretty angry Tony snapped out of it and tried to calm him down. He could go green at any moment judging by the look on his face.
"Bruce it's ok you just chill ..ok just chill I don't want you hulking out over these losers. Just calm down."
They kept taking pictures and Bruce was getting madder.
People in the restaurant were taking pictures too. Tony tried to ignore them but it was kinda hard.

"Let's just go Tony you don't have to sit around all these ridiculous people."
"You're right about that pal let's get the hell out of here before I pass out." Tony snapped up out of his seat and he bolted for the door.
Door. Door. Door. Oh there's the door. 84, 85, 86, 87, 88...Whoa waitress lady. Person with camera phone. Person with camera phone. He moved through the sea of people and he made his way outside.
He shoved through the door and he took in a breath of the cold outside air.

Bruce quickly followed. Well he tried to follow but Tony was moving too fast for him.
"99. 100." he said out loud as his suit flew towards him and collided against his body.

Tony had to get out of there ASAP. His lungs were gunna collapse from all his freak-out breathing.
"JARVIS. I have to get out of here."
"Where too sir?" Jarvis answered and Tony felt a wash of relief trickle over his entire body. Once he was in his suit he could calm down.

"Anywhere. I don't care just …" Tony held his breath and his suit shot off into the sky. Bruce watched as the Iron Man suit shot up as far as he could see. He was left in a cloud of dust. Holy shit. Bruce reached in his pocket. He was on his phone calling Tony in half a second. He headed straight for his car and got in.

Tony saw that Bruce was calling him.
"Sir Dr. Banner is calling you do you want me to answer?" Jarvis asked as Tony tried to catch his breath.
Uh..uh yeah. Shit he did just leave the man in the parking lot.
"Answer. Yes." He kept flying up.
"TONY?"
"I'm a huge mess Bruce. One huge friggen mess…I hope you know what you're getting yourself into."
"I can see the risk Tony. I can see it ok tell me where you're going."
Tony didn't know. He was just a wreck at the moment ugh… freaking out. Those fucking people Tony was just really bothered.

His brain was going haywire and he started mumbling a bunch of different things.
"TONY?"
"I don't know where I'm going. I'm probably in Texas or Florida by now." Tony forced his eyes to close.
"Sir do you want me to direct you to an actual location? Flying aimlessly is extremely dangerous." Jarvis advised but Tony kept his eyes closed.

"Tony just breathe it's ok. Those morons aren't around you anymore. I'll go to a grocery store, get you some IPA or whatever that was you wanted to drink, and you can just stay with me tonight. You can stay in my room how's that sound?"
Tony kept his eyes glued shut and he kept flying…he could hit a plane. That would really suck.

"Sir I'm going to override your manual operation and designate a flight plan for you. This is extremely dangerous."
"NO. JARVIS..DON'T."
He couldn't respond to both Bruce and Jarvis at the same time his brain was on hyper-drive. He was flooded with thoughts about how unstable of an environment he was going to be for Bruce.
He was too much for Pepper obviously and he couldn't even go out on a simple date. All that talk about Steve. The fuckin paparazzi dickheads. UGH it was all too much he was freaking outttttttttttttt...

"Tony talk to me. You're scaring the SHIT out of me. Just talk to me…ok I want you to talk to me."
He heard him. Tony listened to him but he didn't respond. What Bruce said sent his brain spinning.

His brain was still on overdrive but now for totally different reasons than what originally sparked his panic attack.

Tony was thinking about something completely different. A different time, different place.
" I don't know how to communicate with you. Tony I want that more than anything."
His chest hurt. His brain hurt. His mind was in no way at ease he yelled out in frustration and started going faster.
"I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU RIGHT NOW STEVE." Jarvis managed to override his system and shut down Tony's manual capabilities. It caused the suit to stop abruptly. Tony opened his eyes and got even more pissed off.
"STEVE?!" Bruce yelled over the phone and Tony just ended the call.

JARVIS WENT AND DID AN OVERRIDE TONY WAS FURIOUS. The suit started heading in the direction Jarvis mapped out.
"WHERE AM I GOING?" he demanded his AI to tell him.
"Sir I have overridden your manual capabilities. You'll know the destination when you arrive ."
"WHY?!"
" In your current state I don't think you should be operating the suit."
"FUCK OFF JARVIS."
"Sir I am incapable of any -"
"MUTE." He muted his asshole Alfred Pennyworth and remained pissed off his entire flight wherever he was going.


Chapter Four: END

Oh mannnn i re-wrote this chapter four times! I hate this chapter because everything was so fluffy and happy before!

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