YAY! Another chapter! I'm really excited for this story now. I have ideas. Many, many ideas.
Disclaimer: I don't own Leo or the Avengers.
Steve
Ever since our first argument, things had cooled down a bit. After finally guessing the password, which turned out to be Leo, Jarvis guided us all to our rooms. I rolled my eyes at the label on the door. Capsicle. Tony really needed to grow up.
When I entered, I was surprised to find a simple, nicely decorated room, about the size of my old apartment. To be honest, I was expecting it to be decorated with ice cubes and cell phones. Those things still confused me.
After fully unpacking, I headed to the training room, effectively getting lost twenty times on the way.
Then, after a quick shower, I was settled into an armchair reading the newspaper in the living room a floor above our bedrooms, waiting for the pizza Tony ordered to come. The room was quaint and surprisingly simple. The only thing not fitting the area was Mjolnir, which was sitting on a table next to the window.
At least newspapers were still relatively the same. The seriousness of the reporter, the black and white pictures. Made me feel like I was back in my own time.
I glanced at the picture of the little boy in the picture. His eyes looked grey.
Eyes. A strange thing, eyes. Most people took them for granted. In reality, without them, all we would see was nothing. And all agents remembered eyes, whether you were a spy or a soldier. I remembered three sets of eyes in particular, all interesting colors…
I was snapped out of my thoughts when heavy footsteps came closer. Thor stomped into the room and nodded at me before slumping onto the couch and staring into space.
"Everything alright, Thor?" I asked, folding up my paper.
Distracted, Thor looked at me and nodded before booming, "Fine, Captain. Just trying to remember something."
I gestured to his hammer. "Maybe Mjolnir?"
Thor shook his head. "No. I swear to Odin that I've heard the name Leo Valdez before. I just can't place my finger on it."
I frowned. How would Thor know Tony's nephew's name. He'd been in Asgard the majority of the time since the chitauri.
Just then, the elevator dinged again. I turned, expecting Tony to come in with pizza. Instead, a big rubber ball soared straight towards my face. I automatically ducked. Hearing a crash, I turned and saw a lamp in pieces.
"Nice reflexes." I turned and saw a Latino teenage boy smirking at me. He was holding a metal… thing in one hand. His clothes were smeared with grease and a tool belt hung at his waist. "Next time though, you might want to catch it."
I blinked. "Who the heck are you?"
He grinned and shook his head dramatically. "Don't tell me you forgot me already, Senor America. I'm Leo Valdez, Bad Boy Supreme-"
Thor jumped up and yelled. "AND EVERYONE LOVES A BAD BOY!"
Leo and I turned to him, confused. Thor was beaming so hard, I swear the sun was jealous.
"Yes. But how did you know that?" Leo asked.
Thor looked proud. "I now remember where I've heard your name. You're-"
During his answer, Leo's face turned to panic. He dropped the metal thing and scooped up Mjolnir, holding out the open window. Scooped. Up. Mjolnir.
"Say anything else and I drop it." He threatened, sounding deadly serious. He looked us both in the eyes. Eyes. There was something different about his eyes. Just like the others.
Thor's jaw dropped. It looked like he was on the verge of a panic attack.
We all just stayed that way for a few moments before Tony stepped out of the elevator, covering his phone with his hand, looking annoyed. "What is with all the-" He stopped and dropped the phone as he took in the scene. "Racket."
I vaguely heard Pepper's voice through the cell, asking if everything was okay. Tony picked the phone back up and said he'd call her back before hanging up, and taking time to stare at Leo.
Finally, Leo threw his arms up. "Okay! Maybe that wasn't my best threat ever! There's no need to stare!" He turned back to Thor and pointed Mjolnir at him. "But seriously, please don't say anything about that. I'm trying to leave it behind, at least for now."
Tony crossed his arms, suspicious. "Don't say anything about what?"
Thor looked down before answering, "Nothing."
Leo nodded, satisfied, and put the hammer back on the table. He picked up the thing he dropped earlier. After inspecting the device he turned to Tony and asked. "Is the pizza here yet? I'm starved." His grin had returned to his face.
Tony opened his mouth to answer but his phone started ringing. He looked at the caller ID and sighed before pointing his finger at Leo and saying. "This conversation isn't over." He left the room greeting Pepper.
"We didn't even have a conversation!" Leo called back. I finally shook off my shock and knelt down to the broken lamp.
I felt Leo come over to me. "Yeah, sorry about that." He knelt next to me and started sweeping up the glass with a little broom and pan I swear he didn't have before.
I tried to get another look at his eyes, just to make sure. No, I wasn't in love with his eyes. It was just so rare and so wrong for someone, a teenager especially, to have those eyes.
He must've felt me looking, because he looked up at me and said jokingly, "Sorry, I'm taken."
I scowled at him and took the broom. I didn't need to look again. I had already confirmed it. He had THE eyes. But his scared me. His were worse than Natasha's. Probably near as bad as the young girl's that he had met all those years ago, maybe even worse. They weren't lovesick, or annoyed, or even angry like a teenagers should've been.
They were guarded. They were unreadable. They were a soldier's. And he looked no more than sixteen.
