"You okay?" Evidently, Clint wasn't the only Avenger throwing up. Stark leaned against the stall door as Bruce retched loudly and coughed.
"Just peachy." He croaked.
"Hurry up." Stark rolled his eyes, "We didn't come here to see how the bathrooms look."
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Bruce spat, "Am I ruining your day?" He sighed deeply and flushed.
"Are you done?" Stark asked as Bruce stormed out of the stall, "You need water?"
"Yes." Bruce adjusted his glasses, "Yes I do."
"And popcorn?" Bruce shot him a glare, "I'm serious. Popcorn works." He paused for a moment, "Okay, so I want popcorn."
"Fine. Come on." They exited the bathrooms and wandered back out into the titanium wonderland that was Tomorrowland.
"I'm bored of this one." Stark gestured, taking his map out, "Let's go...to Frontierland."
"Am I going to regret this?" Stark laughed, putting an arm around his friend and shaking his head.
"Probably." He said. They began walking, and Bruce almost forgot he was supposed to be peeved. Everywhere he looked, something magical greeted him. He was never one for fantasy and whimsy, but this place was winning him over. The hot Orlando sun might have just been making Stark delusional, but when he looked over at his sciencey little friend, he swore he could see childlike wonder in his eyes.
"Can we go on that?" The voice that came out of Bruce's mouth sounded like his own, but he was certain he never spoke in such an awed tone.
"On what?" Stark followed his gaze, "Oh...The Little Mermaid thing. Sure. Why not?" They joined the queue.
"I'm...excited." Bruce said. He sounded confuseed, but Stark ignored that. In fact, Stark just wandered off, leaving Bruce by himself. In that moment, Bruce remembered why he had been peeved. He folded his arms and prepared to hate everything again, when he suddenly felt something cold against the back of his neck. He jumped slightly and whipped around.
"Water." Stark grinned, and Bruce decided he wasn't quite ready to be annoyed again as he took the bottle from his friend.