"1.21 gigawatts! 1.21 gigawatts.."
"That's all wrong."
"Whatever. You're spoiling the film."
The man sighed at his son, who was lounging haphazardly on the cream sofa, limbs everywhere, engrossed in the film. There was something about time travel that never appealed to him. He shook his head as he walked in front of the large TV and put his hands on his hips.
"You'll never amount to anything if you keep watching garbage like this." He said sternly. The kid craned his neck to see around him but the older man just kept side stepping.
"But I like this garbage. Back to the Future is a treasure and we should worship it's awesomeness." The boy retorted, still trying to see the screen.
"It provides no scope for the future." The man snapped, if looks could kill, the kid would have died ten times over.
"Actually, yeah it does. Haven't you watched the second one? Didn't you once try to make a hover car? They have hover boards in the second one." The boy replied, grinning is he drank in the mans fury.
"Go. To. Your. Room." The man seethed, and the boy just stood up and walked out, not being bothered to contend with his fathers temper for today.
The man flopped onto the sofa.
Maybe if he did have the other genetics in him, he wouldn't be this stroppy. He was sure he was never like this as a child.
"I love this film."
"Same. It's all wrong though. 1.21 gigawatts? Nah."
"Whatever, we're not all geniuses like you Tony."
"And don't you forget that either."
Tony and Clint were sprawled across the couch in the Avengers mansion, watching Back to the Future on the 90 inch TV (Pepper hadn't let them get a bigger one), while stuffing their faces with as many Pop Tarts as they could before Thor came back from visiting Jane and ate the lot.
Both heads turned simultaneously as they heard the lift doors close, and heavy footsteps moved towards the kitchen.
"Some bodies not happy." Clint said, grinning at Tony, as they watched the man storm back into the lounge a few moments later, clutching a mug of steaming hot chocolate, covered in marshmallows and cream, scowling heavily.
"You know, Cap, whenever I'm pissed off, I usually opt for whiskey or something." Tony said matter-of-factly, a small grin curling at the corners of his mouth and Clint stuffed his fist into his, stifling his laughter.
"I'm not annoyed." Steve said, still clutching at his hot chocolate. Eyes not straying away from the small pink marshmallows.
"I'd say you were. Your knuckles are white." Tony interjected, smiling innocently. As Steve's eyes turned to scowl at him instead of the small floating cylinders of sugar. "So angsty pantsy, what's up?" Tony said, leaning forward. Steve just continued to look daggers. "Or maybe not." Tony sighed as he flopped back into his original uncomfortable looking position.
"Shield aren't telling us something. And I know it's something big."
"Something big? Like my-"
"Clint, no one wants to hear you exaggerate about your cock size. Because we all know mines the biggest." Tony interrupted. Clint looked like he was going to argue something witty back, but stopped before the words came out of his mouth.
"You two are so immature." Steve sighed, standing up and walking off, still clutching the mug which he hadn't taken a sip out of.
"I do try!" Clint yelled after him, and Tony grinned. That guy was too serious.
"Should we tell them?"
"No. I want a definite match first. I want this equation solved too."
"Sir, he stopped with this work years ago. It's possible he knew it was a dead end."
"Dead end my left bum cheek. Howard Stark never left a project unfinished without a suitable outcome."
"Are you saying he worked it out?"
Fury sighed and looked at Coulson, who was staring quizzically back.
"I'm saying, there's more to this than meets the eye. There's so many blood samples here I could open up a blood donation centre, it's not like the results would change between each one." Fury replied. He was standing in his office of the Helicarrier. Files and sheets of paper were all sprawled across the desk, a whiteboard had been conjured up and it had thousands of scribbles on it. The office was a mess. He stared angrily around the room. He was definitely missing something.
"Maybe it's not here." Coulson suggested hopefully, seeing the berated directors expression.
"Where do you suppose it might be?" Fury asked, anything that would help him was good, he supposed.
"If this is all true, he'd want to keep it a secret. The first people he'd tell would be his closest family, not a government organisation. It could be at Stark Mansion." Fury clicked his fingers together and beamed at Coulson, something he never usually took part in.
"Coulson, I want you to search the house. I know for a fact Stark hasn't been there since his parents died. It'll be deserted."
He was getting close. So close.
"Jarvis..?" Steve asked the room slowly, he was always cautious of the AI hidden in the walls. Tony had made him watch Wall•E, and while he thoroughly enjoyed the film, he couldn't help but be a little scared of Auto. He couldn't help but think of Jarvis whenever they watched the film now.
"Yes, Captain Rogers?" The voice replied coolly, and Steve let out a low whistle.
"Can you tell me what Shield wanted our blood samples for?"
"I'm afraid not, however, Mr Stark has left a programme running in his lab which regards the matter you are currently questioning." Steve grinned.
"Thanks Jarvis." He said happily before sprinting off to the lab.
He stopped before he reached the descending stairs however, as a red headed figure was blocking his path.
"Shield want us again." Natasha said, rolling her eyes as she did so. It was obvious she was becoming exhausted by all these check-ups too.
"Where?" Steve questioned.
"The Helicarrier. We've got to be there in fifteen minutes." Steve said his thanks and turned in the opposite direction. Hearing Tony and Clint moan as Bruce turned off the film telling them to get ready.
Maybe finally, he'd know what was going on.
I'm sorry if the gigawatts things wrong. Heck, I don't know what a gigawatt is, all I know is that its fun to say. So whatever.
I do believe it's time for someone to be told what's going on, so I personally promise that's what's happening next chapter :)