"I'd rather have her breast fed..."

"I know. It'll be a bit though. We'll have to do formula until I can sign you guys up for a company that will send it."

"Ok. What else do we need?" Steve asked, placing the formula and bottle into the cart and following pepper down the baby isles. He paused the cart when she turned to inspect what they had collected and turned back to the isle. "Diapers, wipes, powder, and a binkie." she muttered to herself, running her fingers underneath each product. She scanned the thousands upon thousands of diapers before reaching up on the tips of her high heels and pulling a bag package down. She tossed it into the cart along with a thing of baby wipes and gently setting down a bottle of powder on a pile of clothes. Pepper wandered a little further with Steve in tow, scanning each product. She once again stopped and reached up for a few binkies, tossing those as well.

She turned to Steve with a smile and nodded to the blonde. "Ok. Done. That should last you guys a bit until we can properly obtain suitable things for Anna." She declared. She turned back around and marched excitedly to the checkout lines with Steve left wondering how the baby was doing in the hands of his boyfriend and Happy. Steve started becoming very, very, VERY worried.

"SHITSHITSHITSHIT! HOWDOYOUTURNITOFF!?" Tony hollered over the babies shrieks and whines. Both men looked at each other worriedly, neither knowing how to fix her discomfort. "YOU'RE THE GENIUS," Happy replied, looking around at everything like it contained the solution. "YOU FIGURE IT OUT." Tony looked at the man in distraught and hastily tried rocking the baby, singing to her with a surprisingly soft and beautiful voice. The baby shut up for only a bit, listening to the man's song and seemed pleased. Tony mentally gave a smug smile, patting himself on the back for figuring it out and being the amazing genius he was. His celebration was quickly torn down when the child cried anew, fresh tears pouring down her reddened face. "Oh son of a bitch." He murmured to himself. He was really starting to hate this baby his lover seemed so fond over.

When Steve got out of the car, bags pressing down on the flesh of his arms, he noticed a slight girlish noise. He looked over at Pepper who had just gotten out of the car and looked at her in confusion. "What?" he asked her. "I didn't say anything." she replied. He turned back to the Malibu house they were vacationing in and hurriedly rushed in, Anna's cries greeting his ears. He dropped the bags onto the ground and the box the crib came in, and rushed over to Tony, who looked rather thankful that his Steve was here. He grasped the baby from Tony and became aware of a slight repulsive smell coming from the thick cloth the baby wore. "What did you do?" Steve inquired hastily as Pepper and him exchange the baby off and she reached for the diaper supply bag. "Nothing! The thing just started screaming its head off like it was at a Justin Bieber concert (he was pretty sure that's how it would sound in a nightmare that boy would call a performance) and I didn't know what to do with it!" He cried, fuming and very irritated. Pepper tugged on Steve's arm and pulled him along to the bathroom. "I should show you how to assess a baby in need of a diaper change." She explained, entering a room that Steve had texted Tony to clean out. Pepper began to set up on a small bookshelf as Steve tried successfully to sooth Anna's crying by bouncing her softly and softly a hushing her. After a little, Anna's wails died down when she finally noticed that it was the blonde who had her and she let out a whine. Steve gave the redhead a sad smile and kissed her forehead. He rested his own forehead on hers and slowly turned himself left from right, smiling at Anna as she giggled and grabbed his nose playfully.

When she was done, Pepper turned to see Steve rocking the baby slowly and couldn't help but let out a soft 'awww'. The sound caused Steve to turn to her and she gestured to the finished changing station behind her. He nodded and handed Anna off to her, taking his place beside her while she laid Anna on the mat and began to unwrap her from the black cloth she wore. Steve quickly averted his eyes, a slight blush coloring his cheeks. Pepper noticed and shook her head. "I know, it's a little embarrassing but you have to know what to do. I can't always be here to change her." Pepper said, grabbing a wipe. Steve sighed knowingly and turned his gaze hesitantly. He watched and took note, how she wiped away any mess, rubbed a cream onto Anna's skin, gave a fair amount of powder and taped a diaper on. "Pepper? You don't have any children to my knowledge, if I may say. My question is how do you know how to do this?" Steve inquired. Pepper smiled softly as she pulled the baby up and tickled her finger on Anna's nose.

The girl giggled and tried snatching the French manicured nail. "When I was a teenager, I did babysitting for a year or two. Some of the kids I took care of were babies so I have a lot of practice." Pepper answered, handing Anna off to Steve. She gestured to the door and made her way out of the room. We should go get dinner ready. Set her down with us and you can get the crib set up."

When the pair got there, they were surprised to see Tony already setting up dinner, the table ready, and the formula supplies set up. Pepper feigned horror when she spotted Tony leaning toward a pot of boiling water. "Oh God! He's cooking!? Boys, I wouldn't dare eat what's in that pot. It might be poison." She jested. Tony rolled his eyes and made a face. "Oh hardy har har Pep. Please, do entertain us with your many famous jokes." He mocked. Pepper took her turn in rolling her eyes and crept up to the formula and warmer, starting up a fresh bottle. Steve set Anna on the counter next to Pepper and walked over to his boyfriend, wrapping his arms around his waist and placing a kiss on Tony's cheek. "Hey babe." He whispered, resting his chin on Tony's shoulder. The man grunted in acknowledgement and poured in in a box of angel hair. He waited a few seconds before pressing the noodles down slowly. "This happened way too fast." Tony whispered. Steve nodded and peered over at the red head looking around the place in mild interest. he watched as Pepper picked up his baby and softly urged her to suck on the rubber nipple of the bottle. The infant resisted for a while before giving in and closed her eyes.

She sucked graciously from the bottle and Pepper rocked her slowly in her arms, making her way over to Happy. Steve buried his face back into the crook of Tony's throat and nipped at his skin. "I know." he muttered. They stayed in that position for a bit before Steve patted his boyfriends hip and kissed him. "I have to go set up the crib, ok? Try not to poison the food or burn the house down." Steve chuckled. Tony delivered a soft kick to his shin.

Steve yawned and stretched his body out, groaning as he felt the pops around his body. He shook his head and looked up to his little project. It was a simple crib. Having wooden bars colored a chocolate brown, a small mattress that Steve strangely adorable. On top was a simple pink blanket and white pillow and a teddy bear to top it all off. Captain America fell back onto his back, looking around the empty white room. He didn't like that it was lacking color. He guessed that it wouldn't be appropriate for the baby. Maybe he could get to it tomorrow? Make this room a little more friendly for Anna. He looked back at the crib and noticed the built in changing station. Great! He could move the changing stuff to the shelves in the crib and use that shelf for other things. Steve did another look over, losing himself in his thoughts. He thought of all the things he wanted to do with the room. Some things he wasn't sure would be appropriate for an infant. He'd have to study up on it for sure.

Steve was so deep in thought that he hadn't noticed JARVIS piping in for nearly the hundredth time, informing him that Tony was calling him down. "Mr. Rogers? Mr. Stark is on his way up. He seems a little agitated." The AI informed. Steve perked up, looking at the blank ceiling in confusion. "What?" he asked, not quite getting what JARVIS was telling him. His question was slightly answered when Tony banged the door open (lol sounds dirty in my mind), annoyance written in his rugged features. "Hey, Capsicle! If you're done fangirling over the baby downstairs, can you get your ass down to the table. I've been calling you down for the past 5 minutes." Tony said. Steve gave him a sheepish smile and got up, following Tony down the stairs and down to the dining room.