Mravel Tales

Hey guys, My name is Mravey the mravelgeek. And I can't sleep. And I hate it! It like...freaks me out. Maybe because I watch an ass load of horror movies the night before. Anyways, here a series of tales that go on in the anvengers. By the way, I am the main character in most of these. Great...now I feel selfish. Anyway guys, enjoy! Um...maybe you should like and comment just because you guys are awesome! Stay super, my superheros!

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Restless

Ugh, ok...I give up. I can't fucking sleep. Just great...What time is it anyway?

I look at the bright red alarm clock. I groaned once more. It was 2:50 am. Shit. I rolled out of bed. I got on my feet. I almost tripped because of my super long red and yellow 'I heart Iron man' sweat pants. I put a Captain America hoodie over my sports bra. Since it was so fucking cold in the stark tower.

I stepped out and wandered the halls. I needed to find who was awake. Normally, somebody was always awake. Sometimes, It was Steve and his drawing, Tony in the lab drinking and working, Natasha and her training, Clint would be checking out his arrows, or Bruce testing on something in the lab. No matter what someone was up...I just had to find out who. And I think might know where I should look.

I greet J.A.R.V.I.S at the doorway as he let me in. I walked on the freezing lab floor. I didn't need to walk far to tell if anyone was there. Of course, I'm always wrong. Not a soul in sight. Shit. Come on Shane...think! Uh ok...I'll go to training room! There's got to be someone in there.

I jog up the stairs. Once I get there I was out of breath. Damn...I need to start working out. I open the big metal doors. I poke my head in the doorway. I see a figure. Perfect! Finally somebody is awake! I step closer. I groaned quietly. Fuck! Its Steve! I mean, I like Steve. But, I just think Steve has never liked me. I scanned the room. Yep...nobody else here...just me and Steve. Ok Shane...don't be a bitch. You just need help on getting back to sleep. Be nice...I took a deep breath. And stepped up next to Steve. I pointed my finger out to poke him. But he must be pissed. Telling by how hard he was hitting that punching bag. He didn't even see me here. I took another deep breath as he took a harder punch into the punching bag.

"Steve..." I said lowly as I stepped closer. He stopped in mid-movement. He jolted back a bit. Then he glared like I was his prey. He glanced off to the side and then back at me. He was huffing heavily from the work out.

"Shane...what are you doing up?" he growled at me. I pulled my hand back with a face full of fear. I shifted back a bit. Then his face softened. His dark blue eyes turned into a light baby blue. I gulpped hard and spoke again.

"I-I just...need...a friend...Steve." my eyes glanced up at his, then back at the floor. "So...w-why are you up?"

Steve laughed and sat down. I sat down next to him. I put my head on his shoulder.

"Shane, you know I love Tony, right?" he said weakly. He gave a faint grin. My eyes got a little gloomy. I put my chin on his shoulder. I sighed sadly.

"Did you guys have a fight?" I asked. A tear ran down my face. Steve and Tony fighting honestly scared the shit out of me. I remember Tony and Pepper fighting was horrible. All the glasses breaking. The reckless drinking Tony did. I had to run to the Army just to get away from it all. I just couldn't take it any more. Then Steve came. Tony was happier. We were like a family again. Steve and Tony gave me some of the best years I've ever seen. If they start fighting again. I don't know what I'll do. I just...don't want to snap again. I guess I must cring a river. Steve was trying to calm me down. Once I snapped out of my thoughts, I looked up at Steve. My eyes were a deep evergreen and they really fucking watery. Steve was holding my face.

"Look at me, Shane...its going to be okay. It was just a little fight. Are you alright?" he spoke calmly. I nodded. I wasn't okay. He looked even more worried. With one swift movement, he had me up in his arms. I wrapped my arms around his lower neck. I pulled my head in his chest and sobbed. He carried me out up the stairs. I sobbed harder. We made it to Steve and Tony's room. Tony was asleep with his arc react or glowing in the dark. Steve poked Tony's arm.

"Baby..." Steve wispered. Tony tossed and turned then gave up and opened his eyes. Tony sat up and turned on the lamp on the nightstand. Steve didn't need to say anything. Tony could tell by the how dark my eyes were.

"Tony...she got upset about the fight we had." Steve handed me over to Tony. He held me close. Tony got up then walked over to kiss Steve.

"Thanks babe...you go back to training if you want."

"No...I'll stay here until she falls asleep. She is our kid, you know."

So we just sat there. Until we fell asleep. I understand why I'm so restless. I'm restless because I let different thing stick inside. But I don't need to worry. I have Steve and Tony. Plus, If I'm ever restless again I'll mess around with the rest of the Avengers.

FIN