Sleepwalking/talking. Nothing more to say. Enjoy :)

"I- hic- do not need to sleep! I'm perf-hic-ectly fine and dandy."

"Tony, you are completely gone right now. You're drunk, you need to sleep before you do anything else."

"Come on, babe,-hic- I'm not that drunk."

"Well, lets see. First, you flung food at Rhodey, yelling 'War Machine is cooler', then you drew a maple leaf and stuck it to Steve's shirt, calling him 'Captain Canada.'"

"That's not that bad."

"Then, you decided it'd be smart to swim in the pool."

"Yeah? So?"

"Fully clothed, in your Mark II."

". . ."

"Mark II does not have protection against water forces, Tony. You almost drowned yourself, if Clint hadn't dived in and saved you."

"He's just a show off."

"He saved you life, you drunken overgrown child."

Tony laid down in bed, giggling uncontrollably. She sighed and turned to leave. Tony instantly stopped laughing and grabbed her wrist. "No…Pep, don't-hic-go. Come cuddle with me." he whined pathetically.

Pepper looked down at him with a defeated face. He proceeded to stick out his bottom lip and widen his dark brown eyes, the famous 'puppy-dog' eyes.

She pulled herself out of his grasp and headed for the bathroom. She changed into a pair of warm pajamas, yawning as she came back out.

Tony had a lop-sided smile on, half of his face smooshed against the bed. She climbed on the bed with him and she let out a yelp of surprise when he practically tackled her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He snuggled his nose into the crook of her neck from behind.

She could hear him snoring not long afterwards. His steady breathing calmed her and her heartbeat fell into pace with his, soothing her until she fell asleep.

She was awakened not long after. "Mmm, Pepper." Was the first thing she heard. She twisted in his arms, so that she was facing him. His face was scrunched up, then faded into a boyish smile.

She went to swipe the hair from his face when he yelled, "Stop it, I'm ticklish!"

Pepper almost fell out of the bed. He shifted so he was lying on his back. He giggled and Pepper wondered if he was actually awake and playing a prank on her.

He put a finger to his lips and let out a 'sshhhhhh'. "But you can't tell Pepper. She'll use it against me."

Pepper rolled her eyes. Yep, he was asleep. And apparently, drunkenness affects your dreams too. He laughed again, that silly laugh that could only be labeled as 'Tony'.

She decided to play along. "Oh really?"

Tony nodded vigorously. "Yup." He replied, popping the 'p'. "She uses things against me all the time, especially things I say when I'm drunk." He slurred.

He shook his head slightly, eyes screwing tighter and smile growing.

"But I'm not drunk."

Pepper smiled. "No, no, of course not."

Tony scrunched up his face, wiggling his nose. "Hmmm." Pepper watched incredulously as Tony, eyes still closed mind you, swung his legs out of bed. He then began to walk steadily towards the bedroom door. He turned to wave a hand at her. "Be right back."

Pepper frowned as he ran into the door. He proceeded to rub his red nose, while turning the knob with the other. Curious (and afraid he might hurt himself worse), Pepper swept the covers away and followed her boyfriend into the hallway. He stumbled through it, occasionally bumping into the walls and putting out his hand, uttering a small "Excuse me."

She followed him down the stairs, into the living room, and down into his workshop. As he paused at the entrance, Pepper sat on the stairs, waiting for his next move. He cocked his head slightly, as if thinking about something, before proceeding into the workshop.

She yawned as he crossed over to one of his many stands where a long red velvet box sat. She stared as he opened it up and withdrew a beautiful necklace, one similar to the one he'd given her after his surgery.

She covered her mouth to stifle a gasp. Tony held the jewelry in his hand, then returned it to his box. He took the velvet box into his hands, shuffling back towards where she sat on the hard stairs. "Almost forgot this," Tony yawned to himself. "Tomorrow's her birthday, she'd have killed me if I hadn't given her the present."

Pepper almost yelped aloud again. So was this all it took to get him to remember important things? Get him drunk and he'll sleepwalk through his memory?

She almost got stepped on as he walked past her, back up the stairs, and through the living room. She followed him up the stairs and into their bedroom, where he pulled open their nightstand drawer and placed the box inside. He then pulled the covers back over his body and Pepper climbed in beside him. It was barely three seconds before he snaked a arm about her waist and pulled her in close.

She knew he wouldn't remember this in the morning. He'd fumble to recall if it's a birthday, an anniversary, or a holiday, then the lightbulb would go off and he'd deliver his present to her. She would act surprised and he'd treat her like a Princess the rest of the day, finally sure of what the occasion was. But even though he may seem to forget most important things, she knew that he'd always remember, because she had witnessed a miracle tonight.

The most forgetful person in the world had remembered her birthday by becoming drunk. And even though it was one of the stranger stories of the Stark household, it was always one of reassurance to Pepper.

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