Back to the Future

Chapter One

      {disclaimer for sure here. I do not own any characters I myself did not create. it's mostly o and every one else is from marvel so no, i dont own them. this is just for fun and there's no copyright infringement intended. so enjoy and such}

"Are you going to be in here all day?" Octavia asked her brother Tony as she walked into his workshop/personal laboratory. The last time she had seen him was probably the night before, when she had dropped off his dinner. Now it was past lunch, and she could see he had barely touched the plate she had left him the night before.

"I'm almost done, O." Tony said absentmindedly. He had also been saying that for the last four days but something told Octavia he hadn't notice that.

"I think you should take a break." She commented as she walked over towards the giant machine he had been tweaking with. "You haven't even told me what you've been working on."

BANG!

She jumped back a step just as she was about to touch the contraption in front of her. Octavia gave Tony an incredulous look when she realized it was him that slammed a wrench onto the metal toolbox beside him. "Don't touch it. You're cosmic energy will disconfigure the machine."

Octavia narrowed her eyes at her older half-brother. "It's not cosmic." She muttered before taking a step back from the machine. Tony was right and wrong, like always. Although her energy wasn't as extreme as the cosmos, Octavia's powers could be mistaken for godlike amongst normal people. Inside of her was a core of unlimited potential energy that she could use at her disposal. She had promised herself a long time ago she would use it for good, but sometimes it was hard not to send an energy ball soring at her brother's face. "So are you going to tell me what this thing is or would you just like to be buried with it?"

"You're not funny, O."

"I'm not trying to be, Tony. You've been here for days and no one knows what this is. Have you asked Steve to look at it? You know he has an eye for stuff like this."

"I don't need your boyfriend's help." Tony snapped quickly, looking back at her with a pointed look. "I can do this on my own."

Octavia set her jaw, staring hard at the man-child in front of her. "Fiancé." She corrected.

The corner of his mouth twitched upwards into a smile, eventually letting a laugh escape his lips. "Right. Right. I had almost forgotten." He turned back to his work, leaving the rest of the conversation.

She didn't know what could be bothering Tony. Although, he's never been known to have a simple problem about anything. Ever. It was hard to know exactly how to push down Tony's walls, since she didn't grow up with him and found him when they were both adults - her brother was at times a stranger. Something Octavia did know was how to read people. Having worked with S.H.I.E.L.D. she could pick up easy tells. With Tony's back to her it was hard to read, but that was a tell in itself. Avoiding eye contact, minimal-to-no-speech, and busy work. All the signs of someone wanting to avoid a conversation. But why?

Octavia could have just been paranoid, he might have been busy after all. Too busy for her? Maybe. Things happen. But Tony had been busy since the announcement and she couldn't help but take it personal.

"It's been two weeks," she pointed out as she walked around him so she could get a better view of his face. "Steve and I were thinking of throwing an engagement party soon. You're pretty good with those...would you like to help?"

Tony didn't look up, instead he let out a deep sigh of aggravation. "O, I said I'm busy."

That was it. Octavia waved her hand and the objects Tony fiddled with were ripped out of his hands and scattered across the ground.