Falling In Love With The Billionaire's Son

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

Steve woke to the delicious smell of frying bacon, omelets, and pancakes. He was happy until he remembered that his uncle was in NYC. He rushed downstairs and was faced with the strangest sight he'd ever seen. Next to that bizarre video on YouTube of the weird guy roller-skating in a diaper.

Natalia-Natasha, Clint, and Thor were all sitting at the dining room table looking thoroughly pleased with themselves. He glanced into the kitchen. Pans were strewn about and there were flour marks from the homemade pancakes that Thor had made. (He had flour marks on himself. He had obviously gone home and changed because he wasn't wearing his same outfit anymore, which was probably a mistake considering his current state.) The kitchen would definitely need cleaning.

Steve walked back into the dining room with a funny look on his face. Somewhere between "ZOMG WHAT HAVE YOU DONE AND WHY ARE YOU ALL INVADING MY HOUSE?" and "ZOMG, you guys made me breakfast thanks so much for caring, I love you all!"

Thor flashed him a huge grin. "I was grateful for you letting me stay here, so I invited my friends over to help me make you breakfast. We made plenty for us too." The others smiled.

"Uh, thank you..." Steve sat down to his pancakes, eggs, and bacon breakfast. The others saw that as a sign that they could eat too so they dug in.

"So uh, is it a welcoming custom to invade new kids houses and make them breakfast?" Steve asked.

Thor looked a little sheepish. "No, I didn't think about that. Hehe, my bad."

Clint looked up from his already half-devoured meal and chuckled. "I haven't officially met you, have I? Clint Barton." He said proudly like it meant something.

"Uh..." Steve gave him a blank stare.

"Shut up Clint. His dad's a champion archer. Clint's so very proud of the fact that he won some trophy in the Olympics." Natasha rolled her eyes.

"Oh. Well, I'm not a huge fan of sports. My dad was a fan." Steve said, his voice getting somewhat quieter.

"Speaking of, where are your parents?" Thor asked. Steve was silent.

"What? Are they dead?" He joked. Steve stared at his plate and Clint and Natasha glared at Thor.

Thor looked positively mortified. "Oh holy... I'm uh-"

"It's alright. Yeah, they're dead." Steve said in a suddenly flat tone.

"I guess that's why you moved here. To live with your uncle." Natasha said quietly.

"Sorry to bother you with all this crap, you guys just meant to be nice." Steve apologized quickly.

"Hey man, it's fine. We don't have any problems of our own that need worrying about, unless you count Thor's beyond dysfunctional family, so it doesn't bother us to feel bad for you." Clint said, badly attempting to be comforting.

"Shut up before you make him feel worse!" Natasha swatted her friend and rolled her eyes.

"It was a military accident." Steve stated abruptly and they all looked at him. "What? I could tell you were wondering." He smiled beside himself. "But away from that depressing subject, it's nice to have friends."

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"Pepper, I need your help!" Tony announced as he approached his girlfriend outside the high school.

"With what? I'm not doing your English homework, it's not my fault you spend your time building robots and circuit boards instead of understanding the basic rules of the English language." She replied.