Bruce pov (what? Didn't see that coming?)
I'm stressed, this isn't good, I could turn into hulk any second, I need a break, but, I promised Tony I'd find the kid, God, I'm so gullible sometimes....
I stood up and looked out the window, out to the street below, everyone looks like ants from up here, I sighed and walked out to get a drink of water, I'm thirsty and I don't think coffee will do the trick
I walk out and see the others doing stuff, some where planning to get the kid back and others where being annoying
"Hey Brucie" Tony smiled and handed me a glass of water
"Hey, thanks" I take it and drink some
"Need food?" Natasha asked me and I looked to her
"That'd be nice" I yawned
"Food and sleep for you" Steve said walking over to us
"But-"
"No buts Bruce, I know you're trying to find where the kid went, but health is important too" Steve scowled me
"Fine" I mumbled sitting down at the breakfast bar
"Good, I know you're stressed, you need this rest" Steve said
"He's right Brucie, we'll continue later" Tony patted my back
"Ok" I said
"Good"
I nEeD sLeEp
I'm GoInG tO sLeEp NoW!
I nEeD rEsT tOo!!¡
K bai
AC out
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Wrong Number (short story)
FanfictionPeter may or may not have accidentally texted Tony Stark, but of course Tony doesn't tell him he's thee Tony Stark but finds out when he's been attacked and needs help Marvel doesn't belong to me I only edited that picture, so it's not mine, credit...
