"I'm Tony. I'm Bruce's boyfriend."

Bruce just stood there gaping for a minute. He looked at Tony who was looking at him in a loving manner. WHAT HAD TONY JUST SAID? BOYFRIEND? HOLD UP! CALM DOWN! YOU CAN'T HAVE A FREAK OUT OVER A LITTLE THING LIKE THIS! Bruce dared a glance and Steve and saw a look of mischievous surprise on his face. WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!

Tony looked away from Bruce and looked at Steve. YEAH THAT'S RIGHT YOU PRETTY BOY! HE'S MINE! I CLAIMED HIM! I LO-… LIKE HIM A LOT AND YOU SHOULDN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! Tony gave one of his cocky smile to Steve and Steve finally broke out of his shock.

Steve looked at Bruce and grinned from ear to ear. Finally, the kid had someone to love him. But I wanted…. Oh never mind that silly.

There was a weird silence for a few minutes. The three of them just looked at eachother like they were in a Mexican standoff with no guns. Sara and Tara decided that they needed to be snapped out of it so that the night could continue.

"Steven, dear? You should probably make sure your girls are ready for opening backstage." Sara hinted to Steve. She moved him backstage and looked back to Brucey. She knew that shit was going to go down soon. Tara was working on Tony.

"Come over here, darling, we'll watch your man dance in a little while. Do you want a drink? I won't tell anyone you are underage if you don't tell anyone I bought you alcohol." Tara ushered Tony over to the bar and glanced back at Bruce. Oh this was going to be good.

Bruce watched the girls work and just sat down on the plush, pink couch. Boyfriend? Stripping? Steve? Tony? What had just happens? Bruce put his face in his hands and took a few deep breaths. He knew three things for sure.

1)He was going to be stripping tonight.

2)Tony had just said that they were boyfriends after they had had amazing sex at school.

3)He didn't want to go home.

What these things meant, he wasn't sure of. What was going to happen, he wasn't sure of. He just knew that he had to play it by ear and not get too crazy. He didn't want the monster coming out. The real monster, not the sex monster. He wanted the sex monster to come out.

Tony was sitting on one of the many love seats with Tara next to and on top of him showering him in praise and such. What had he just done? Did Bruce even want to be together? Who the hell was that Steve guy to Bruce? Ugh! Whatever. He sighed.

"You okay, sweetie?" Tara brushed some sparkles off of Tony's jacket.

"Hm? Oh, yeah." Tony didn't want to talk about his problems to a drag queen he barely knew. He liked her and all, but he doesn't do that.

"I'm pretty sure he likes you, so don't fret. And don't worry about Steve. He's about as harmful as he is strait." She giggled and handed Tony another drink. Tony looked at her wide eyed, and then composed himself.

"I'm not worried, dear. I'm worried that you seem to be leaving me." He smirked and tried to regain his composure. He decided flattery would be the best way there.

"You're not really my type, sweets. But, I will be back to keep you company, so don't worry. And, I won't tell Brucey that you like me better." She gave Tony an all knowing smirk and stumbled away on her platform heels. Tony watched her go and took another sip of his drink. What had he gotten himself into?

Bruce got up and looked over at Tony. Tony looked over at Bruce. Bruce was about to call over to Tony when he felt himself being pulled towards the stage door by the far-too-familiar hands of Sara and Tara.

"Darling, don't worry. He will still be there when you come out." Sara whispered to Bruce.

"I mean, Brucey, you finally found someone that sees you the way we see you. EXTREMEMLY SEXY AND AMAZING!" Tara tried to whisper, but failed like always. They were so good to him.

Once backstage, Bruce found Steve and smiled. He would dance for Tony, but he still had no idea what he was doing.

"Ah, Brucey! Finally!" Steve had transformed back into his flamboyantly gay and charming self. Like nothing ever happened. "Here is you're costume." Steve handed Bruce and box and he looked inside it.

"This is a c-costume?" Bruce gulped as he looked inside. Steve smirked at Bruce's reaction.

"Relax, Brucey. Just put it on under the clothes you have on now and then take them back off again. Easy peasey! You'll look great!" Steve smiled and went to tend to the rest of his queens.

Bruce looked in the box again and stared. Sara and Tara looked over his shoulder. They both giggled hysterically and Bruce closed the box quickly. He gave them a scared look and went to change his clothes.

Tony waited patiently for Bruce. He had no idea what he was in for.

A/N: YAY! I FINALLY UPDATED! I know it's not a lot, but it's all I could turn out. It was hard to do this. Writer's block, ya'know?

Anyways, please read and respond and favorite? For Tony and Bruce? For Steve?

I thank all of you who are supporting me!

I DON"T OWN ANY OF THE AVENGERS . . But I sure like to look at them...

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