Stark Tower But Shrunken, Saturday morning

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The party had been a success, and Steve and Tony had fallen into bed and slept hard for the next nine hours.

Tony was still asleep, but Steve had woken up hungry and had headed into the kitchen on the search for leftovers. He was now surrounded by eggs, chopped up onions, leftover roasted boar, and slight wafting of smoke because the omelet pan had gotten entirely too hot. The smoke alarm hadn't gone off, but he was pretty sure JARVIS was going to tattle on him soon. He hoped he would be able to counter Tony's sleepy grumpiness by feeding him leftover cake--and strong, boozy coffee--for breakfast while he cleaned up.

[OOC: For the husband!]

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"I thought you'd like that idea," Steve said. "Would you like cake for breakfast?"

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"Very much so," Tony replied with a nod. Cake for breakfast was all you needed after a party.

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"There will be pork omelets as soon as I remember how to cook eggs," Steve said. "Maybe omelets are too much. Scrambled eggs with pork and peppers and onions?"

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"Scrambled eggs sounds great," Tony agreed. Then sniffed. "Is it burning?"

Again.

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"The toast!"

Yeah, the toast was no more.

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"Shit," Tony said, going to try and get it out before it got any worse. Which was still too late.

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It was very reminiscent of the embers under the boar, honestly.

"Clearly cooking isn't my calling," Steve said.

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"Well. There's always delivery?" You know. How they lived.

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"And I keep taking classes!" Steve said earnestly. "Maybe it'll stick."

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Tony kissed him on the cheek for that. "I believe in you. If one of us will manage, it'll be you."

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"Maybe we should teach a class on it," Steve teased.

[imafuturist]

"...you know, that'd be a great idea." Guys, no. No.

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"I'm better at baking!" Steve said with a confidence he had not really earned.

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"And we can help people who are also beginners! We've seen a lot of that British show, after all."

Tony was going to end up buying new ovens for the school.

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"We can do it just like that show!" Steve said.

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"We can research fun recipes!" That they super never tried before now.

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As long as they didn't do Mexican Week, it'd be fine, right?

"They have to make pie, right? But normal pie. No meat or fish."

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If they did Mexican Week, they'd still make it better. Still.

"The meat pies are so weird," Tony whispered like it needed to be done that way. For fear of judgement.

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"And we did that engineering and food class before so we're already good at this!"

Were you?

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"Exactly."

Look, sometimes they needed to learn the hard way.

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Steve leaned in for a kiss. "I'll take it to the moose."

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"You are the best," Tony said, kissing him back. "The very best."

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"Well, I know you hate paperwork," Steve teased.

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"It's just so boring," he whined like it would fix things.

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"But things have to be written down," Steve said. "Not everyone can remember everything."