Tony's panic attacks

The day Tony Stark became a cat

"guys it's happened." Bruce muttered coming into the living room. 

"huh? whats happened?" Steve ask. Bruce held up a small brown/grey kitten.

"it happened." Bruce replied.

"when did you get a cat?" Clint ask.

"I didn't you idiot. he was in my bed this morning. he wasn't there last night." Bruce glared.

"your point?" Clint ask.

"Tony was." Bruce replied. it seemed to dawn on Clint.

"oh." Clint muttered.

"you're an idiot." Natasha muttered, walking over to Bruce. the little kittens tail swished happily as he sat in Bruces hands. "are you sure Tony's not just in the lab? this could be an elaborate prank." Natasha said. Bruce shifted the kitten and moved his hand from it's chest. there sat a miniature arc in the kittens chest.

"Tony's good, but this is too tiny. he couldn't have made it this small." Bruce said. Natasha reached over and pet the kittens head gently. Tony latched onto her hand, wrapping his paws around it as he chewed on her.

"I think he's hungry." Natasha laughed.

"yeah I know, I woke up and he was chewing on my ear." Bruce muttered. he sat Tony on the couch. Tony jumped down quickly as Bruce walked into the kitchen. he meowed loudly running into the kitchen. Bruce looked over, watching him follow him. he shrugged and pulled one of Clints cans of tuna out of the cabinets. as soon as he opened it, Tony started climbing his pants leg. Bruce shook his leg, trying to get Tony off. "get off Tony." Bruce muttered, filling a bowl with water. Tony, of course, didn't listen and climbed his way up onto the counter. he went for the can of tuna, digging in happily. "at least let me put that in a bowl." Bruce said. Tony didn't seem to hear him, but looked up as he was chewing. Phil walked by, scratching Tony's head gently.

"hey Bruce, hey Tony." Phil said.

"hey Phil." Bruce muttered.

"you starve him or something Bruce?" Phil ask.

"no." Bruce glared. he paused hearing a sound. "geez Tony!" Bruce shouted running over to him. Tony was lucky Bruce knew how to help a choking animal or he would've died. he coughed up the tuna and sniffed it. Bruce set to work mashing and cutting the tuna into little pieces while Phil cleaned up the counter. Tony meowed, sitting and watching them, tail switching curiously behind him. he noticed the bowl of water and went over to it. Tony sniffed the water before deciding he wasn't interested and knocked the bowl into the floor.

"really?" Phil glared. Tony meowed at him as he walked over to the sink full of soapy water and dishes. Bruce looked up at the splash. Tony was pawing at the water, it was cute in a way, but he shook his head and went back to what he was doing.

"okay Tony, the tuna's all cut up if your still hungry." Bruce said turning around. "Tony?" Bruce ask. suddenly Tony jumped, and pulled himself from the water filled sink. he was dripping and shaking. "shit Tony!" Bruce said, grabbing the nearest dish towel to wrap him in.

"well curiosity did kill the cat." Phil said. Bruce glared at him, cuddling Tony. Tony burrowed into the towel, that had been terrifying. he whimpered and curled up.

"I'm gonna take him and dry him off." Bruce muttered heading upstairs. when he came back down his face was bleeding and Tony was still burrowed in the towel.

"you okay?" Phil ask.

"he didn't like the hair dryer." Bruce replied.

"yeah I've noticed he's used it less and less with his ears and tail." Phil replied, looking at Bruce's scratches.

"they'll be fine." Bruce assured him. Phil nods slightly.

"on the bright side, he's probably too scared to be curious." Clint said. Bruce silenced him with a glare.

"there is no bright side, he nearly drowned in the sink." Bruce hissed.

"but you saved him." Clint pointed out. Bruce pulled Tony out of the towel.

"yeah thats true." Bruce muttered. Tony purred pawing at his nose.

"you should wear a hoodie to keep him in." Natasha said.

"why?" Bruce asks curiously, looking over

"you can keep him in the hoodie pocket." Natasha said.

"thats a good idea, here hold him I'll be right back." Bruce said, passing him to her quickly and heading up stairs. Tony jumped from her hands and went after Bruce, but Natasha caught him.

"hey you're supposed to stay here with me." Natasha said, grabbing him and taking him to the couch. Tony hissed at her, swiping his claws at her. they missed, but Natasha still glared at him. "your evil and here I actually thought you were going to be cute and sweet." Natasha muttered. she plopped onto the couch and Tony took off again, breaking free from her hands. he didn't get far across the couch before he ran into Steve, who didn't hesitate to reach over and pet him. the loud, happy purr he got in response was cute. "I hate cats." Natasha muttered.

"don't be so rough with them, they might like you." Steve replied. she glared at him. Tony curled up contently against Steve's leg, purring lowly. Bruce came back down and walked over to the couch.

"okay Tony come here." Bruce said picking him up, Tony didn't fight him. Bruce carefully put Tony in his hoodie pouch and waited to see how he'd react. after a moment, his furry little head popped out and he meowed before he disappeared within the pouch again. "I think it's a hit." Bruce chuckled, reaching his hand into the pocket to pet Tony gently. Tony purred happily, mewing softly.

"its actually kind of cute." Steve said.

"he's rolling around clawing everything, its only cute on that end." Bruce replied.

"what is rolling around clawing everything?" Thor ask curiously. Bruce pulled Tony out gently.

"your brothers spell finally worked." Bruce said. Tony meowed, rubbing against Bruce's chest happily.

"that is the man of iron?" Thor ask.

"yup woke up with him like this." Bruce said. Thor frowned.

"but I have just seen the man of iron and he was not a feline." Thor replied. Bruce raised an eye brow.

"when? where?" Bruce ask.

"a few moments ago on the roof." Thor replied. everyone looked confused, especially when the elevator doors flew open and Tony walked out, tail swishing behind him. they stared at him.

"okay, seriously, who died?" Tony ask.

"Tony why was there a cat in the bed this morning that wasn't you." Bruce ask, holding up the kitchen. Tony grinned walking over to scoop the cat up.

"guys, meet Ralph. I found him on the side walk a few days ago night bleeding to death. cute ain't he?" Tony grinned.

"why does he had an arc?" Steve ask.

"he needed one." Tony shrugged. he realized everyone was still staring at him and it finally dawned on him. "oh my god, you guys thought he was me?" Tony laughed.

"for a little bit yes. his fur is the exact color of yours. what the fuck is wrong with you?" Bruce glared, snatching Ralph back.

"oh my god this is great, just wait until I tell Rhodey." Tony laughed walking into the kitchen.

"I fucking hate you Anthony!" Bruce shouted. Tony simply continued to laugh.