His Armored Heart

Chapter Twenty Six

When morning came, Bree and Tony eagerly walked into the kitchen, smelling May's cooking. "Everything looks amazing May, you really outdo yourself," Bree praised as she poured herself a mug of coffee, then made Tony one.

"May, if we were to move closer, would you consider letting me hire you to make us breakfast?" Tony asked, being serious.

"Only breakfast?" May asked with a chuckle. "I can cook more than eggs and waffles."

"Did you just offer to make us dinner when we get home?" Tony teased, though he was hopeful she would agree.

May laughed. "You're a character, Tony Stark."

"I'm serious though. Is it something you would consider?" Tony asked.

"I would think about it," May answered honestly.

"We're gonna work for Ironman?" Peter softly asked in shock, from his seat at the table.

May turned and ruffled Peter's hair. "I don't know Pete. They still live in Florida right now. So we will see with time."

"Why can't we move to Flo... that place?" Pete asked, giving his best cute pout.

"Because I'm pretty sure you wouldn't want to leave all of your friends Peter," May said gently. "Ned would miss you."

"Ned would understand. It's important to work for Ironman." Peter said, nodding to himself.

May narrowed her eyes slightly as she refilled Peter's milk. "I'm not uprooting you from school Peter."

"Aunt May, Ironman needs us!" Peter countered.

"Relax kid, we might be moving closer to you." Tony chuckled.

Bree chuckled and took a bite of her food. "It's okay Peter. We're family, you'll be seeing us routinely as long as May is up for it."

"Can Ned meet Ironman too? He's my bestest friend in the whole world." Peter told Bree.

"Maybe," Bree answered. "With time."

"Bestest friends do that for each other." Peter said, nodding to himself again.

Bree smiled and leaned over to ruffle Peter's hair gently. "I'm sure uncle Tony will love to meet him."

"He has a good sense of loyalty, I like that." Tony approved.

Peter grinned as he finished his breakfast, watching as Bree got on her phone. "Looks like Happy will be here in twenty. We'll have to pack quickly."

"You two enjoy breakfast. I will pack for you." May told Bree.

"You don't have to do that, May," Bree said. "If anything, I can help you."

"Alright then, the two of us can get it done. Finish eating first though." May insisted.

Bree nodded as she took a long drink of her coffee. She glanced over at Tony, seeing him rub his eyes while he scrolled through the news on his tablet. "Are you going to eat anymore?" she asked him.

"I'm going to try to have a bit more in a few minutes." Tony answered.

"Let him take his time while we pack." May said, now sharing Bree's concern.

"Okay sweetheart." Bree bent to kiss Tony's cheek, then stood and cleared her plate before she walked into the bedroom and began packing their things.

May followed and began helping Bree. "He's feeling worse, isn't he?"

"He's been nauseous this morning," Bree said softly as she gathered some of their clothes up and put them in a pocket for dirty clothes.

"I think it's good you're heading back today. I'm really starting to worry as well." May admitted.