Little Tony Stark

A new friend and a new uncle

“Is he asleep?” Steve asked cautiously, making sure to keep his voice low so as to not wake up Tony. Natasha stood up from her spot at the kitchen table and checked on him, he was snoring softly on the couch and was curled up into a ball, his torso was laying flat on his stomach with his arms tucked underneath him and his legs were curled up next to his body. He looked so uncomfortable and Natasha cringed knowing his back would be killing him when he woke up.

She walked back over to the others, “He's sound asleep.” She said softly. The Avengers all let out a soft sigh. They had been doing so well and then it all just went so wrong.

After his accident Tony had taken a nap because he'd exhausted himself with all the stress and emotions. While he napped the Avengers contacted Doctor Strange to see if he could make the spell disappear faster. Natasha and Thor didn't think it was a good idea, the spell was going to wear off naturally, why rush it? But Steve felt it was best to get this over with already, he was… uncomfortable, with little Tony and just wanted normal Tony back already.

Clint and Bruce were indifferent to the entire thing. Bruce was a little uncomfortable but they all were so that was okay. Clint had joked with him a bit but overall left him relatively alone, feeling like big Tony wouldn't appreciate him hanging out with him while he was like this.

Because of Steve's want to rush this and get it over with he fucked them all over in the long run. Doctor Strange came to visit them and attempted to fix the spell Loki had put on Tony, but he ended up just making it worse because he severely underestimated Loki and just what spell Loki had used. He ended up fucking it all up and now Tony would be stuck like this for an extra day, not a few hours.

Doctor Strange left shortly after, he originally offered to attempt to lessen the time, now that it was his spell he should be able to reverse it, but Natasha shut that down immediately, not wanting to accidently add more time to this. Now they were stuck with the little Tony for a lot longer than they would have if Steve had just calmed down and waited.

So now the Avengers were sitting at the dinner table, contemplating where to go from here. They knew they had to call Fury but they didn't really want to. They knew they would be in for hell if Fury found out they had caused Tony to be stuck like this longer because they were impatient. Steve sacrificed himself and bit the bullet and called Fury. He took a deep breath and put Fury on speaker.

“What is it now?” His rough but smooth voice came over the phone, they could also hear what sounded like… scrubbing? It clicked in Clint’s mind that Fury was probably scrubbing the crayon off his walls and it made him wanna laugh at the idea. Fury, Nick Fury, scrubbing red crayon of his walls because a child– he knew Tony wasn't really a child right now but he was damn sure close –has colored it onto the walls. Steve let out a shaky breath and spoke “There has been a new situation regarding Stark…” Fury was silent and then he spoke “Fuck… what is it now?”

Everyone had anxiety and the tension was thick as Steve spoke “He's going to be stuck like this for a day longer than we originally thought…” The line was completely silent, even the faint scrubbing sounds were gone and it was quiet, it made them all feel sick and then the string of curse words came before he began chastising them like they were children who had misbehaved.

After a few minutes of being absolutely verbally beaten he spoke, “Why? What even happened to make him be stuck like this longer?” Steve felt his stomach do a flip at the question but he answered anyways. To say Fury was pissed would be an absolute understatement, he was above livid, the Avengers were being screamed at over the phone and they honestly deserved it. While they were getting chewed out a certain someone started to slowly stir awake.

He let out a little yawn and sleepily rubbed his eyes as he sat up. His slightly curly hair was sticking up in places and he lazily turned his head to see the cartoon on the TV. It was a blue dog and a man in a green shirt. It was cute and it gave a warm comforting vibe that invited Tony to lay back down and suck on his pacifier while he relaxed and watched the cartoon.