Apartment Above Stark Industries [breakfast time]

[heroic_jawline]

Steve was back from his daily run, this time with breakfast pastries to share with Jan. He was trying not to feel hurt that his guest had found time to make it, but he understood--the guy was very busy.

It still stung a little, though.

"Anyone else awake yet?" he called as he came through the door in a voice guaranteed that everyone would be awake now.

Army training'll do that.

[OOC: For the guests and allll the SP.]

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[imafuturist]

"Wide awake," Tony replied, half a pot into the morning.

[upthereistheendgame]

"Ugh, he's a morning person, isn't he?" ...the other Tony said, wrinkling his nose as he drank his own coffee.

[callmequeenbee]

Jan stayed perched on the edge of the counter, looking back and forth between the two of them. "This is so weird. Steve, save me for the weird!"

[heroic_jawline]

"I kind of invited the weird?" he admitted with a grin, giving his Tony a hearty handshake. "I'm glad you could make it!"

Beaming like a sweaty puppy about it, too.

[upthereistheendgame]

"Weird was being handed my exact coffee preference from my doppelganger," Tony said, puffing himself up like it hadn't at all be a strangely pleasant surprise to get the invite.

[callmequeenbee]

"Black. In the largest cup in the kitchen," Jan deadpanned.

[imafuturist]

"I feel very attacked right now," Tony chimed in.

You know. Not to be outdone here.

[heroic_jawline]

"I've seen him using a bowl once or twice," Steve said, cheerfully tossing both Tonys under the bus.

[upthereistheendgame]

"Oh my god, I thought we were getting along because you were finally getting laid, but it's just that you got a cheat sheet."

Well. That was certainly one way to think about it.

[imafuturist]

Tony cleared his throat, bumping into Jan where she got a sort of thoughtful little smile at the 'getting laid' comment. "No fantasizing in my kitchen."

[callmequeenbee]

"Spoilsport."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve's ears went red as he reached for the coffee pot. "Um."

[imafuturist]

"No embarrassing Steve in my kitchen?" Tony corrected.

[upthereistheendgame]

"Wouldn't it also technically be mine too?"

Steve, you made a mistake with this invite.

[callmequeenbee]

Jan rolled her eyes, hopping down from the counter to steal one of the pastries Steve brought for them. "I'm using your shower and hair products, Tony."

A beat.

"My Tony."

[heroic_jawline]

"I have no idea if they use the same stuff," Steve admitted. "Seemed a little creepy to ask."

[upthereistheendgame]

"I didn't even bring mine," Tony replied, rolling his eyes now. "If I catch you going through my things at the next little meet up, Rogers..."

[imafuturist]

"I expected nothing less, Jan," the other Tony said with a laugh.

[callmequeenbee]

She shot each of them a look in equal measure as though to tell them all to play nice in her absence. Because she was clearly in charge of everything this weekend.

Everyone better remember that.

And only then did she take a bite of pastry and turn for the shower.

[heroic_jawline]

"So, now you've met Jan," Steve said, striving to pretend like standing in a room with two Tonys was normal. He gave his universe's version a sincere smile and held out the pastries. "I am really glad you could come. Truly."

[upthereistheendgame]

Tony couldn't honestly say they he thought, maybe, he had met her before. But the fact that she would be at least twenty years that woman's senior and had gone missing ages ago..

"Well," he said, sniffing a little like it could keep at least one person in the room from realizing it had been more important to him than he was willing to let on. "I had to come see what all the fuss was about."

[imafuturist]

Yeah, that was up there with lying to a mirror.

Tony smiled into his cup of coffee and shook his head. It was like watching emotionally stunted puppies bump into each other.

[heroic_jawline]

"I hope you'll like it," Steve said earnestly. "You don't have to do any of the family team-building stuff, of course, but you can walk around." He laughed. "Confuse the kids we teach."

[upthereistheendgame]

"I can do that." And probably scoff at the team-building stuff while also being all jealous of the people doing it.

[heroic_jawline]

"Unless you think the Aengers really need to learn how to make friendship bracelets," Steve said, "and then we can wander over. I'm sure some invasion somewhere would use that."

[upthereistheendgame]

"Thor might make a pretty nice one," Tony admitted, waving it off as he grabbed a pastry for himself.

[heroic_jawline]

"Well, he's got the--" Steve waved his hand vaguely, "--hair stuff down pretty good."

[upthereistheendgame]

"Braiding is Norse, right?" Conversations like this ended with playing around with Thor's hammer, guys.

Which was probably way the other Tony was just watching them with an amused expression.

[heroic_jawline]

"Loki seemed into it, too, so...maybe?" Steve agreed.

[upthereistheendgame]

"Was there some braiding under those ridiculous horns?" he asked, falling into this banter easily.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve grinned. "I thought I saw some, but those horns were distracting. I can see how you'd miss 'em."

[imafuturist]

"Do I get a pastry too?" Tony asked, still looking deeply amused and maybe a little sad at the interaction between the two.

Old memories and all.

[heroic_jawline]

"Of course you do," Steve said, bringing the box around so he could kiss the top of Tony's head. "I got your favorites."

[upthereistheendgame]

"Which are, coincidentally, my favorite too."

And this was all a little weird again.

[imafuturist]

"How strange," Tony replied, snagging one from the box and smiling up at Steve fondly.

[heroic_jawline]

"That's why I got double," Steve said, smiling back just as fondly.

Sorry, other Tony.

[upthereistheendgame]

It continued to be weird, guys! For this Tony at least. He cleared his throat, downing his coffee in the most awkward way possible.

[imafuturist]

"Sorry." He wasn't really sorry. "We have... well, Jan took the spare bed, actually."

[heroic_jawline]

"We have a very comfy couch?" Steve offered. "Or there's a nice hotel in town."