"Okay, Tony, do you have any idea what they want with us, because we've been here for about a week and I haven't been moved from this cell."
Tony shrugged, "I know what they want from me, but I have no clue why they've got you. Ten dollars says it's the super serum though."
The crazy blonde woman had interrogated Tony three times overall, giving him a serum of some sort that made him heal quicker, so the amount of pain she caused him each session could increase. She hadn't mentioned anything about Steve though, apart from a few taunts.
"Deal. Why have they got you then?"
"It's about my..." Tony lowered his voice to a whisper, "Genetic... thing."
Steve waited a second, thinking Tony was going to continue. "Is that it?"
"Yeah, they're trying to make me tell them what it is and how they can recreate it or something, but I don't see why they would want that."
Steve looked worried,"Okay, so I've got that it's an illness, symptoms including skin discolouration, blood loss and headaches, and it's connected to light."
Tony sighed, "I might as well tell you seeing as you've practically guessed it all, basically my dad messed around with a bunch of babies' DNA, including me, to try and make us more like you, I guess, but instead of getting a super soldier he got one son who gets energy from the light."
"Um, okay...that's pretty bad." Steve was pretty stumped.
"I guess you could say I'm lucky, only a few survived past five."
There was an awkward silence while Steve took it all in.
"I photo-sympathise with you." he said, smiling.
"Shut the fuck up." Tony couldn't help but grin.
"Wasn't your celery high enough?"
"These are getting worse."
"Need to work some over-thyme?"
"Why am I friends with you?"
"Wanna go on a date?"
"Sure." Tony shrugged.
Steve raised an eyebrow, "That was another joke..."
"No take backs!" He laughed.
Steve crossed his arms, his face turning grumpy.
"Oh, you're sulking because you asked me on a date! I should be the one sulking because I was going to askyou on a date, and now I can't!"
"Why were you going to ask me on a date, you don't even like me!"
Tony snorted. "I don't like you? One, I saved you from the giant spider, two, I just told you my secret which only two people in the world know, and three, I was going to buy you a fucking dog for your birthday."
"We always argue though, that's why I never asked you out because I thought you still hated me!"
"I never hated you Steve!"
"That's a lie."
"Yes, that was a lie," This made Steve laugh, "I hated you when I did research and found out that I'm like this because my dad was trying to create another you, and also that I was neglected by him because he was trying to find you in the ice constantly."
"Um...sorry?" Steve really had no idea what to say.
"Nah, it's not your fault. I stopped hating you a while ago."
"Good."
"Yeah, good."
"Good good good."
"Oh, shut up." Tony jumped up and kissed Steve slowly, their lips moving together as if they'd been doing it for years.
"I just kissed Captain America and we haven't even had our first date." Tony sniggered.
"Well..." Steve pouted, "You smell."
"Not surprising, seeing as I've been tortured and holed up in here for like two weeks, and you smell just as bad and you haven't moved."Okay well, looks like you're not getting any more action until we have a date, if that's how you feel." Steve smirked at him and shuffled a couple of centimeters away from Tony.
"No, I didn't mean it!" Tony looked like he was going to cry. Steve laughed, and pulled Tony closer, leaning in but stopping when he heard the familiar 'fshh'.
"Fucking now? Really?" Tony rolled his eyes and slumped next to Steve, leaning on his arm and blacking out, the other man falling asleep soon after.
"We heard your little chat with your boyfriend." Tony woke up in the dungeon again, shackled to the wall like the times before, the blonde lady standing in front of him.
"Really? Which one? We've had many."
"The one about why we are keeping you here."
"And why are you keeping us here?" Although Tony was worried and uncomfortable, he decided to play with her a bit in case she was bluffing.
"You know why we are keeping you here. You said in the cell."
"Sorry, that gas you use must have mucked up my memory, I have no idea what you are talking about."
Tony saw her take a deep breath.
"Tell us your secret or I will kill you."
"I have no secrets, I am an open book."
"Tell us your secret, or we will kill Captain America."
"Look- I said I had no secrets."
She spun around, producing a knife out of nowhere and holding it against his neck.
"We know you're hiding something, Tony Stark. And we will stop at nothing to find it out." she hissed, dragging her tongue along his jaw. "Bring him in." she called, the door creaking open and a figure being dragged in and shoved onto a chair,a few meters in front of Tony.
"So, Captain." The lady walked up to Steve and sat on him, straddling his legs, and drawing her knife across his cheek, creating a small cut. "Wanna tell me a secret?"
"Sure." Steve lifted his head and Tony could see that his face was bruised. "Your hair colour is horrible." She slapped him hard, on the side with the cut, and Tony, having been through similar situations, could feel his pain. "Look, Steve isn't going to tell you the secret and neither am I."
"No, Tony, I'll tell her." The woman faced him, immediately curious. "When Tony is in a certain environment, he turns into a sort of animal and won't stop until he's had crazy animal sex with about ten people, preferably at once." Tony snorted and the lady glared, slapping Steve again.
"Certain environment, more like when I'm drunk." Tony added. "And may I say that was very unlike you, mentioning sex and orgies, it's all getting a bit heated here." The lady growled and Tony and Steve sniggered, having fun winding her up.
"Hey, bleach blonde, we could be telling the truth!" Tony said, just before she stormed out and slammed the door behind her.
"They've been missing too long, has anyone got any leads as to where those motherfuckers are?" Fury addressed the remaining Avengers, who were sitting around a table.
"I asked the mighty Heimdall, he could only pinpoint their location to a rough area." Thor said after a short silence.
"Did no one bother telling me this?" Fury asked, sitting heavily down in a chair.
"Well, he said they were in the north eastern area of the United States of America, Hawkeye said this was not useful so I did not tell you."
Fury sent a death glare at Clint, who shrugged.
The directors phone buzzed and he answered it, putting it on loudspeaker.
"Hello, Director Fury. I have found the location of Mr Stark and the Captain, and will send you the co-ordinates." came the English accent of J.A.R.V.I.S.
"Did no one ask J.A.R.V.I.S if he could find them?" Everyone shook their heads or shrugged.
"You are all dumbass motherfuckers and are on major clean up duty for ever." Fury slammed his head repeatedly on the desk.
Clint shrugged again.
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So so so, another short ish chapter but with a lot happening yay
-stony development
-creepy woman gets pissed off
-fury calls everyone motherfuckers
-they find them (or have they?) (probably because I'm too lazy to write another plot twist) (oops spoilers)
Anyway the oneshot I've been working on has turned into more of a long shot (Ehehehe) because I've written 5k and I'm about half way through
I also hit 3000 views on this yesterday, thanks so much for all the support and stuff :***
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