Avengers fic: Adventures in Bot-Sitting
“Oh my GOD!”
“Hey, welcome home. How was Russia?”
“Tony, oh my GOD!”
Tony glanced up. “What? What’s wrong?” He pulled off his welding shield, tossing it to the work bench as he scrambled off his stool. “Are you okay, what happened?”
Steve spared him a single, rather disbelieving look. “Tony, why is my child on the CEILING?”
Tony slumped back against the bench. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, don’t- Wait, your child? YOUR child? When did he become YOUR child?”
“Around the time when you allowed him to stick himself to the CEILING.” Steve hopped up onto the work bench, smooth and efficient in his movements, even in a wrinkled suit. “That’s about the time when I realized that you could no longer be trusted with MY CHILD.” He held up his hands. “C’mon, Dummy, let’s stop breaking the laws of physics now, okay, baby?”
Dummy, sensing that his fun was about to come to an abrupt end, skittered out of reach. The clunky boots that were stuck firm to his legs made happy metallic clanging noises as he shifted his weight and rocked himself out of reach. Reading Steve’s face correctly, the little brat giggled.
Dummy fic is BEST!
