Pairing/s: None
Characters/s: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Clint Barton
Canon: MCU or AA
Au: None
Warnings: Spiders and swearing

Prompt - Christmas Tree

"Did we get all of them?" Tony hears Clint ask from around the corner in the living room.

"I think we did, yeah…" Steve's voice responds.

Tony heads into the room. Clint and Steve stand in front of the newly acquired Christmas Tree. They both look slightly concerned about what they were talking about. With a smile, Tony asks "What did you get all of?"

Clint and Steve look at him nervously. "Uhhh… all the branches that fell off the tree. When we moved it"

"Uh huh" He replies. He wasn't completely convinced that was what they were referring too, but he wasn't going to press the issue.

Clint rushes past him. Tony looks to Steve who simply shrugs.

With his StarkPad in hand he sits down in one of the armchairs. He reaches for the remote and turns on the TV. Steve makes a chocked noise as he puts the remote back down on the side table.

Steve's face is absolutely pale. He almost looks like he is about to be sick.

"Hey, Steve… You feeling alright there, buddy?" He asks, concerned.

The smile Steve sends his way in response is flimsy and strained. He puts down his StarkPad down on the side table and Steve makes another strangled chocking sound.

"What's wrong?" He had never seem Steve act like this.

"Oh…You know… Stuff" Steve stammers nervously, "you shouldn't worry yourself with it"

Tony frowns, it's not really Steve like behavior. But if the guy doesn't want to talk about it then there was little chance getting him to talk about it.

With a sigh, Tony moves to pick up his StarkPad again. Steve cries out his name loudly, stopping him. He can feel the Adrenalin set in.

"What's wrong?" he asks, alarmed.

Steve looks around the room quickly, desperately. "You have to… have to check out the tree. Make sure it's up to standard… and all that"

"Okay, I will… just give me a moment", he says in a huff, reaching for his Pad. He has no idea what has gotten in to Steve.

"No, Tony!" Steve shouts, looking in the direction of the table.

Tony looks at his Pad, confused. Creeping onto his Pad is a large brown spider. "Shit!" He exclaims, pulling back his hand quickly. The movement seemed to have agitated the thing and it started waving its legs menacingly.

He gets up out the chair and moves over to where Steve was standing.

"What the hell, Steve" he shouts. Now he is going to be worrying about spiders everywhere.

Steve shoots him an apologetic look. "They came in with the tree… we'd hopped we got them all." Steve explains.

"Well, you didn't"

"Yeah… Sorry" Steve apologizes "At least you weren't here half an hour ago"

Tony's whole body itches, his skin crawls. "Where did Clint go? He was the one who wanted a real tree..." he complains with a frown. He hates spiders. "…he should be the one taking care of this"

"To be fair, we did think we got rid of them all"

End