Er, fluff warning sort of?

"Excuse me, Miss - you wouldn't happen to be a woman named Calico Potts, would you?" a tall young man politely asked Calico while she was sitting alone in a coffee shop.

He was a pretty blond with light blue eyes. He was also fairly muscular (he looked like he could hold up Calico with one arm). Something about him, Calico noticed, was delightfully old fashioned. Probably the manners.

"Yes, may I ask how you know me?" Calico responded, offering him the seat across from her. The man sat down with a slight blush.

"Uh, I know your boyfriend, Tony. We work together. I'm Steve Rogers." he said somewhat shyly, holding out his hand for her to shake. Calico took it with a smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Steve! How do you know about me?"

"Oh, Tony talks about you all the time. I walked in here and realized that you fit his descriptions perfectly!" Steve said, smiling and shrugging.

"How did he describe me...?"

"Small, cute, ginger, gray eyes, wide hipped and small chested. Really weird shape, but it suits you well*."

"That son of a... Are you here to see him? I mean, because we live nearby..."

"Not by choice; for work. We don't get along well, and S.H.I.E.L.D - the organization we work for - forced us to spend the day together." Steve cutely crinkled his nose in disgust, causing Calico to giggle.

"Well I see you, where's Tony?" she asked, tracing circles around her empty mug with her finger. Steve pointed to the white convertible outside, where Tony was impatiently waiting in the driver's seat.

Calico smiled sheepishly and stood, leaving her money on the table. Steve rose to his feet.

"You should get going before he leaves. I think I'll hitch a ride, too." she said, tugging on his shirt. Steve followed her to the car like a lost puppy.

Tony looked shocked to see Calico with one of his least favorite people.

"I'm just letting you know now that I do not approve." he said as Calico slid into the back seat, and Steve into the front. Steve rolled his eyes.

"Of what?" Calico asked, sticking her head between Steve's and Tony's as they pulled out of the parking lot.

"You talking to this old man." Steve's cheeks turned pink as he shook his head.

"Be quiet Tony!"

"How old is he?" Calico pouted. Steve was obviously younger than Tony, and maybe a year or so older than her.

"He's technically a World War Two vet." Tony said, nodding in his companion's direction. Steve huffed, turning to face Calico. She raised a brow at him.

"I'm ninety-three." he muttered, going on to explain that he was frozen for over sixty years. Calico nodded, then went into a fit of random giggles.

"What?" the two men asked in unison.

"Your stories! You guys are like living comic books! It's so weird!" she said, falling back against the seat and laughing slightly harder. Tony groaned, and Steve couldn't help but giggle at the girl's logic as well.

"Alright, Calico. Five minutes. You can't talk for five minutes."

"I love how she doesn't even try to call bluffs on my age."

"Is Steve going to come back tomorrow?" Calico asked, bursting into Tony's room in the middle of the night. He made a face at her.

"Why?"

"Because I liked him. He reminded me of me. He can't grow a beard either."

Tony rolled his eyes at her special reasoning and beckoned her over to him. She happily sprawled out on his large bed (it was a good thing she was so small, otherwise there would be no room for him).

"I like it when it's just us more, anyway." Tony said, grinning down at his lover. She gave a goofy smile in his direction before relaxing her face.

"Not just the two of us. Us and Rhodes. And Pepper. And -"

"Calico." Tony shook his head with a smile gracing his handsome features once again.

"... Alright, I'll stop." she said, curling up against him and smiling back. Tony rubbed the top of her head, drawing a soft purr from her lips.

"Eye-patch says weird things are happening."

"Fury."

"Whatever. But you'll probably be seeing more bastards like Rogers and Romanoff."

"What?"

"Yeah, you aren't supposed to get involved. But I don't care, so you'll be close at hand."

"What weird things?" Calico furrowed her brow.

"Don't worry." he cooed, bending down to kiss her lips. She hummed contently and worked her way farther into his side.

"I don't care what's going on, I guess. Just be careful."

"I make no promises."

"Tony! - alright, just don't die."

"I love myself too much for that."

"... What about me?"

"You too. I love you too."

"Me too. You, I mean." Tony smiled and stroked her cheek. He then rolled over and straddled Calico's hips, gaining a shocked look from her. He pressed his forehead against her's and smiled mischievously.

"Let's have sex."

"We're discussing important issues and you want to get laid?"

"... Please?"

*My body shape... XD

I'm doing Loki. I love me some God Of Mischief. I'm also doing Sherlock Holmes at some point. Dericious.

Am I the only one who, at some lines in this chapter, imagined Calico with a cat tail/ears? XD