Steve inhaled the similar aroma of HQ. Personally, he thought it smelled like a store, although he never told anyone.

The "rogue" Avengers were pardoned, and no longer stuck in their solitary hiding. So now they all got to move into HQ once again, hopefully, times being nearly the same, with Steve making food for everyone, and then Tony protesting because he could just hire a chef or even their family game night (Thor liked them) even though everyone complained.

However, Steve wasn't all too happy to see Tony Stark again. He felt bad about some judgments and...actions he had with Stark in Germany. But Tony probably hasn't changed from his arrogant, narcissistic self, and could have possibly gotten worse due to the lack of the make-shift family that was dubbed the avengers.

The superhero finally pressed a finger on the elevator, announcing to it that he was going to the main floor, where Tony said for them to be.

The elevator rides were never long despite the height of the lofty tower. He got to the floor before he could check his watch to pretend like the ride would take forever. The doors of the elevator opened smoothly, not making a noise, revealing a boy, around sixteen.

The boy hadn't noticed Steve quite yet, at the moment he was...scolding a small machine. He had brown curly hair, and from what Steve could tell dark eyes resembling a puppy.

"No," The boy sighed like a disappointed parent, "I don't want to hear it Egg."

Steve took a final step into the large layer of the building, his confusion growing with every second. He took a more thorough look at the curly-haired stranger. It wasn't just his eyes that reminded the super soldier of a puppy, but almost all of the features, but the eyes stuck out more. He also wore a T-shirt that had an image from something on the periodic table, with wording Steve couldn't read at the moment because the kid was folding his arms across his chest.

"You were mean to DUM-E, and then you didn't apologize like I asked" The boy stated lethargically, apparently having this already said before.

Steve decided to hop in after the small robot vroomed away, its box of a head looking at the wooden floor gloomily, "Excuse me..?:

The boy's head snapped up, his body jolting like he just got electrocuted. Steve heard the sharp intake from the boy and came to a tad closer, for reassurance.

"Woah, sorry for the startle," Steve apologized, a bit of a chuckle lingering at the edge of his throat. He extended a hand out to the brunette, who hesitantly shook it.

His eyes still wide and shocked. He opened his mouth, but quickly closed it as his vocal cords obliterate their talent.

Steve felt a frown stretch on his bearded face, "Is everything, alright son?"

"Yo..you're Captain America!" His voice began as a whisper but it had a crescendo to it.

The super soldier chuckled, giving a confirming nod, "That I am, what's your name?"

The boy's eyebrows knitted together, his eye dancing on the floor as if they had the answer, "I...u-"

If the brunette was going to give an answer, Steve would never know because a panicked billionaire ran into the room.

"Kid?! Peter?!"

Stark was just about to dash to the kitchen, but Steve gave a cough, halting the panicked inventor. His eyes gazed into Steve's baby blue orbs, buzzing around still concerned, but his eyes landed on the supposed Peter.

Stark sighed, his tense body relaxing, but his face was contorted into a scowl. He threw up his head to yell at the ceiling, "Really? Steve? Steve is the unidentified stranger?!"

An automatic voice responded, "My apologies, my scanners got confused because of the facial hair."

"Why were you so worried," Peter questioned, with a tilted head.

Stark shook his head, "I get worried when my AI who supposedly can't get anything wrong, tells me a stranger is talking to my kid."

"I can fight for myself," Peter huffed.

"Sure," Stark laughed, placing a hand on the mop of curls.

Steve raised a brow, his lips parted, "Your kid?"

Stark frowned, "Ye-" His voice cut as he realized, "Not my creation."

Peter glanced from Steve to Tony, landing on the billionaire, "Why didn't you tell me he was coming?"

"To surprise you," Stark state as though a two-year-old would know such, but his eyes scanned back to the red white and blue idol, "We have a lot to talk about."

Peter gasped out jumping away from his...not father, "I only told you because I didn't think I'd actually meet him! What if he hates me now Mr. STark!"

Stark ignored the brunette, turning to Steve with a fake charming smile, "So your body is going through changes."