So I was thinking of including Rhodey at some point, because he's underrated and one of my favourite characters, so look out for him.

This is very short, don't hate me!

~I do not own Marvel or the Avengers~

Hope She Says Yes.

Pepper x Tony

"What the heck is that?" Tony eyed the food suspiciously as if was one of his abandoned projects he had found at the bottom of his junk drawer. Bruce looked horrified.

"It's crème brûlée!" He almost yelled, pointing at it as if it was obvious. Tony scrunched up his face.

"It looks like burnt cream." He didn't take his eyes off the food.

"It is burnt cream!"

"And it's…edible?" Tony went to poke at it, but Bruce moved it away.

"Yes! Try some." Bruce moved the plate closer to Tony, who only took a step back holding his arms up.

"I do actually want to live until the wedding, Not-So-Jolly-Green." Tony said. Bruce rolled his eyes. "Look, when I said I hired you head of food, I didn't mean…" Tony waved his arms at the kitchen which was covered in sticky notes with reminders, posters with recipes, and food in general as well as a list of who likes what, who hates what (with 'NO STRAWBERRIES' written in red pen at the very top) and not to mention Bruce dressed like a real chef with the hat and everything. "…this."

"I'm just taking my job seriously." Bruce said simply, continuing to look for the cinnamon - which was mostly on the surfaces.

"Yeah, yeah, also-" Tony was interrupted when Bruce held up a finger at him as the phone rang. He ignored Tony's eye-roll, and picked up the phone anyway. Not long later, Bruce began screaming in Arabic down the phone.

"Okay, so that's a no." Bruce frowned, ripping down a green sticky note.

"For what?"

"The basbousa." Tony tried hard to keep a straight face, but ended up laughing instead, ignoring the frown from Bruce.

"What even is that?" Tony said between laughs.

"It's sort of like a coconut cake." Bruce explained, looking at a recipe poster on the wall, with an eggbeater in one hand, and a wooden spoon in the other.

"Mr Stark, Miss Potts requests your assistance immediately." JARVIS's voice echoed through the walls. Tony headed for the door, before looking over to Bruce who was now angrily mumbling to himself about where the sugar could possibly be. Tony smirked, and rolled his eyes as he went to look for Pepper.

x

"Tony!" Pepper almost screamed. "I need your help!" Tony raised an eyebrow. "What are we doing for food!?"

"Bruce is on it." Tony shrugged his shoulders.

"Who are we inviting!?" Pepper grabbed Tony's arm and dragged him towards the center of their room which was covered in photos of their family members. Tony could only name a few, and he could recall some faces, but he was mostly lost. Pepper noticed Tony's confused look and decided to explain. "This column is for people who should come but probably won't." Four photos. "This column is for people who people we don't want to invite, but may have to anyway." Seven photos. "This column is for people who are defiantly coming." Everyone in Stark Tower. "And this column is for people who are not coming under any circumstances." One picture of Loki. Awesome.

"You know, Pep, this isn't really necessary." Tony took a little more time to look at the complicated table. Who did she get these photos anyway? Pepper whizzed round and looked him straight in the eye.

"You can't say that, Tony!" Pepper threw her arms in the air. "We still haven't got a date, I don't have a clue about the cake or location, we're stuck on music, and I don't even think you have a suit yet…" The strawberry blonde threw herself onto the bed, groaning in annoyance.

"How about two weeks?" Tony called. Pepper sat up.

"Tony, we can't plan a wedding in two weeks." Tony smirked.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Pepper didn't respond. Instead, she watched Tony take out his phone, ring up a number and place the phone towards his ear. "Hello, Tony Stark of Stark Industries, I'd like to rent out Malibu Beach for a day." Pepper's eyes widened; was Tony really doing this? "Of course."

"…Tony." Oh no – he'd been rejected. Tony only smiled at her, before putting the phone down.

"Virginia Potts, you and I are having a beach wedding."

Bruce being the little chef! (^.^) & I've been seriously thinking about changing the ship to Betty x Bruce instead of Darcy x Bruce, but personally, I like both! I lovedLiv Tyler as Betty Ross, and she isn't in a lot of fics, which is why I've been trying to involve Darcy as much as possible for now, incase things change later. If I go ahead with it, I'll make Betty x Bruce an ongoing back story until it's time for their story, but it depends on what you guys want! So please give me your opinions! =D