My Little Blue Friend

Nine

Sky's P.O.V.
I went straight to the kitchen. I went on a hunting spree for some paper towels so I could clean up the river of tears coming out of my eyes. But all the water filling up in them prevented me from seeing a thing.
"Looking for something?" Tony's voice startled me.
I covered my face with my hair so that he couldn't see me a mess.
"Nothing don't worry about it," I said trying not to sound like I was crying.
Tony just stood there, looking at me. I just let him him but tried my best to hide my face.
"If it's the paper towels that you're looking for then I suggest looking for them at the table behind you," Stark said right behind me, which made me jump. When I turned around he was holding a box of paper tissue. "What's wrong?" He asked.
That's when I realized I wasn't covering my face anymore. "Why would you care? Why are you being nice to me all of a sudden?" I sniffled.
"Cause I care for you? I don't really know, there's just something special about you kid," Tony chuckled.
"Stark, don't call me kid," I glared at him.
"Too bad cause it's you nickname, anyways yeah, I was think of like starting over and just like give it a shot at being friends?" He said, "you seem like a good partner to do some mischief up in this place."
I laughed at that, "Well your in luck cause I don't really hold grudges." I stretched out my hand. "Friends?"
"Friends." Tony chuckled as he shook my hand. "So you hungry or something?"
"Sure am," I laughed.
"Want a poptart?" He ask, smirking.
"Wait, aren't they Thor's Poptarts?" I asked.
He then bit off one, "really? I didn't know! oops too late."
"Fine, hand them over," I chuckled.
"We're gonna eat them all ok? I want to see Thor freak out," he grinned evilly.
"That's such an evil idea," I bit off my poptart, "lets do this shit."
And then we spent around an hour eating all the Poptarts and leaving the empty boxes seem like they where unopened.