"So, you're Bruce?" I was terrible at meeting new people, probably because I hadn't done it for like 70 years, I was sort of staring at him, hoping for a reply.

"That would be me," he smiled slightly, maybe this whole making friends thing wouldn't be as hard as I'd thought. "Bet you're wondering about the name Fury called me?" I nodded slightly, hoping I wasn't about to offend him in any way. "When I get angry, I turn into an uncontrollable rage monster. He's the other half of my personality and doesn't define me in any way, just so we're clear."

"Alright then, so which bed do you want?" I thought that maybe a subject change would lighten the mood and make him more comfortable. He smiled slightly and jumped on the bed nearest the window.

"Is that so you have an escape route Banner?" Tony was stood in the door way, his brown eyes boring into Bruce, who's face had turned sour.

"I suggest you leave right now Stark." I rose to my feet, glaring at him. He was slightly taller than me, but I could look him in the eye easily enough.

"Aw, spangly suit is getting angry." Tony let out a small laugh, I've got to admit; he was pretty cute when he was being an aggorant dick. I should really stop thinking about him like this, I wasn't like that... was I? "Hm. I'm bored of you two now Cappy and The Bulk."
"It's the Hulk." Bruce snapped.

"Aw, sure it is."

"Tony. Stop!" I stood between the two hoping that would calm Bruce down.

"No thank Cap. I wanna see what the monster can do."

"He's not a monster Tony! He's a hu-." I was cut off by a massive roar behind me. Tony's face had paled dramatically, "It's happened hasn't it." He nodded slowly as I felt myself being grabbed by two large pairs of hands. "BRUCE! NO!" I screamed and struggled, hoping he would let me go, I heard him scream again as a flash of light soared into the room, he threw me at the source and I found myself in a heap with Thor.
"Patriotic one, I fear we have no time to talk." He grabbed his hammer and approached The Hulk, Black Widow had appeared and was beginning to lead me away.
"But... Thor..." I felt my head getting lighter and then suddenly it all went black.

I woke up, in a comfy bed surrounded by a load of computer-like things. I groaned and propped myself up with my elbows, I surveyed the room and saw multiple pictures of Tony Stark, I groaned again and fell backwards. Why, oh why was I in his room. I felt a slight smile spread across my face, I was in Tony Stark's bed.

"Good morning sleepyhead." One of Fury's agents had just entered the room.
"What happened...?" My head felt horrible, I hadn't fought properly in a while and getting tossed around was really taking it's toll.

"You got thrown into a demi-god by a giant green guy. Your head's going to hurt for a while, Iron Man's said you can stay in his room for as long as you need to." My head suddenly became a jumble of questions. Why couldn't I go back to my room? Why was Stark being so nice to me? Where was Stark? Was anyone hurt?

"I'm not afraid of him..." Was all I could muster, the agent looked sympathetic. He knew it wasn't Bruce's fault and he must have known that Stark had brought all of this on with his arrogant behaviour.

"The Hulk is in a secure unit. It's just the clean up that's the problem right now Captain." I nodded weakly and started to drift off again, I found myself remaining in a state of half-sleep for a few hours until Stark returned.

"JARVIS, run a check of Cap's body. Check my dad's best creation isn't too scratched up. Wouldn't want anything to disappoint my dear daddy now would we?" He practically spat, I had no idea who he was talking to, the room was empty except for us.
"I'm not his best creation..." I managed to turn my head to face him; his eyes looked like he'd been crying. "Why are you being so bitter about it all Tony? I was just an experiment! You're his son!" His face started turning red, he was clearly getting angry. I should've stopped talking really. "Is that why you're being so horrid? You messed up and now you're punishing everyone around you! We didn't make you drive that stupid suit drunk Tony, so stop acting like we did!"
"Fuck you Cap! You have no idea about my life! You have no idea what my relationship with my father was like! He hated me, he hated me and he loved you! It felt awful, everything special about you he created! He formulated the perfect son in you and then you get frozen and I get punished for it!" I saw the tears prick in his eyes; I felt a surge of guilt wash over me. Had Howard really intended for me to be his son? Were Tony's problems all my fault?
"I-i... I'm sorry Tony. I nev-"

"You never meant it right? You were just some orphan who got picked out. Well I have some news for you. I'm the exact opposite to you, I don't listen to anyone other than myself, I'm mean, selfish and arrogant. Whereas you're wholesome, clean cut and always obey the rules. My big secret is that I don't intent on changing any of my flaws." He rushed out of the room as the tears began to fall. I'd never ever felt this awful, he was my team mate, we were meant to be friends. Did Fury know?

"Vital's are okay and there don't appear to be any broken bones." A voice snapped me out of my pity party, I propped myself up on my elbows again and looked around the room, it was still empty.

"Hello?" I looked around waiting for someone to pop out of somewhere.

"Hello Captain America."

"Uh? Where are you?"

"I'm JARVIS sir, I'm Mr Stark's AI, I'm not a person sir."

"So you're a computer?"

"Yes Sir."

"Where did Tony go..." I was almost dreading the answer. A screen popped up in front of me, it showed Tony in the suit helping to repair my room.

Maybe he really did hate me...

A/N: Thanks for the subs and stuff! I honestly didn't think anyone would read this! Reviews are appreciated. (: