i do not own the avengers i just own Stephan

Stephan woke slowly the next morning. The first thing on his mind was food. I really should get my energy levels up again. I wonder if there are any diners close to here? Stephan sat up and stretched.

'Ask jarvis.' Steve yawned

"Jarvis, is there a diner nearby." Stephan asked. As he looked for his cloths from the day before

"There is none close by, sir. There is a delivery service for big gatherings nearby" JARVIS intoned.

"Hmm, i can order a large buffet selection for everyone." Stephan mused as he ran a hand through his hair. " Jarvis can you order a large selection from them and tell them to set it up in the dining room along the wall." Stephan asked.

"Very well, sir. It will be here in 30 minutes." Jarvis said

"Thats a good idea. Since i am the one who usually cooks for everyone." Steve said.

Stephan frowned at his clothes from yesterday. He picked them up. "Jarvis can you show me pictures of styles today. All styles" He tacked on to the end. The windows blacked out. Then a lot of pictures spread over them, separated into the different styles. He studied them all for a bit. Staring at some longer than others. Some his eyes skipped over completely. He glanced at the clothes in his hands. Shadows engulfed them, then dissipated. What was left, were black slacks, a white button up dress shirt, a black skinny tie, black pinstripe vest, black leather shoes, black socks, and boxers. Stephan got dressed then looked in the mirror in the bathroom. Straightening the cuffs of the shirt, he tied his hair back into a low ponytail. Then stared at himself for a minute. "Some things missing." Stephan said to himself.

"Well are you going for butler or mobster?" Steve asked.

"Mobster." Stephan answered

"Then you would need a black fedora." Steve mused "Maybe even diamond or silver studs in your ear. Roll up the sleeves to your elbows." Stephan rolled up the sleeves. Walked back into the bedroom put the bed into the couch again. Grabbed the pj's bruce brought him and changed it into a fedora. Put it on then walked into the bathroom looked again. Tugged on the vest.

" Thanks steve." Stephan murmured "Now i just have to find some metal to change into earrings. Hmmm." He thought for a minute. "I don't want studs maybe one that curls around the edge of my ear. What do you think steve."

"That would work,' Steve added. 'but then you should only do one ear."

"Jarvis do you know where the is any spare metal. Not a huge piece. Just a nut or bolt. Thats just laying around?" Stephan inquired. As he walked back into the bedroom

" There should be some in tony's workshop. Do you need directions?" JARVIS questioned.

" No. If you could just give me a picture or some video feed. We should be all good." He requested JARVIS cleared the picture of the clothes off the blacked out window. Then put up the video feed from the workshop. Tony was there tinkering with something small almost rubix cubed shaped. "Oh this is going to be fun." Stephan snickered. He walked to the couch and stepped into the shadow there. Closing his eyes and picturing the workshop in his mind. When he opened his eyes he was in the workshop, except the world was done in grays. He walked around looking for an appropriate shadow to step into. Tony was sitting there frozen. There was a light in front of him. Shining onto the area his hands where. Tony's shadow stretching out behind him. Stephan giggled. Then stepped into tonys shadow. Watching as the world started to gain color. He draped his arms around tony's shoulders and whispered. " Hey there whatcha doing?" Tony dropped what he was working on. Squeaked. Turned around shoving the arms off his shoulders and tried to punch Stephan. Stephan caught his arm. "You squeaked honest to god squeaked" He laughed.