"Woohoo!" Tony exclaimed, holding the package above his head and running towards the living room. He was on a sugar rush, being very hyper, ecstatic that his order had arrived, which he had ordered when he was on a sugar rush again. "Stevie! Look!" Proudly, he held the box in front of him, so Steve could look at it. "You shouldn't eat that much sugar, Tony. It's bad for you." Steve scolded him, not looking up from the newspaper, his heart fluttering at the nickname Tony had given him. It was not a good one and it was quite annoying, but it was made by Tony, just for him, which meant a lot. "Yeah, yeah!" Tony waved the comment away, wanting the soldier to look at this mysterious object. "Look at it!" He exclaimed, almost shoving the box into the blonde's face. "I see a box..." Steve said, once he had looked up, an eyebrow risen, as he skeptically studied it. Tony would have face palmed, if it weren't for the box he was holding. Quickly, he put it aside and ripped the brown wrapper off. "Tadaa!" He smiled, spinning around and showing it again. Steve sighed and did face palm, as he saw a box with mini Avenger figurines. "The mighty mini Avengers!" Tony's grin stretched even more and he turned around, putting the box with toys on the table and removed the action figurines from the box, stalling them on the table. "Loot at me! I mean, mini me! Almost as awesome!" He grinned and Steve sighed again, as he walked towards the kitchen, intending on making chocolate chip cookies. Tony was too occupied with his small self to notice and Steve didn't mind at all, as it meant that there wouldn't be an annoying, super handsome person bugging him the whole time, asking him when the biscuits were finished and ready to eat. He poured himself some coffee, before beginning to make the treats.
Steve did not get much rest from an annoying Stark, as Tony was quickly bored, playing alone, and had seen Steve making the delicious sweets, deciding he would wait in the kitchen instead, nagging Steve whenever he could. The soldier prayed he would just leave him alone, but that would not happen, the playboy got even more annoying instead. Maybe fifteen minutes later the chocolaty biscuits were done and Steve placed them on the counter, to have Tony stealing one already. Steve just let him leave, as he had a weakness for the billionaire.
After the biscuits were cooled down, Steve placed a couple on a board and brought them over to Tony, who was sulking by his dolls. "Steve, play with me!" He demanded and pulled the captain down on the chair next to him. He handed him Captain America and happily picked up Iron Man. "Okay, just wait a sec." The blonde stood and walked towards the kitchen returning with his mug. "Stevie, could you get me something to drink?" The brunette asked, while pouting so cutely, Steve just couldn't resist. "Sure." He replied, grabbing the first glass he saw and filling it with water, his thoughts still spinning. He handed Tony a martini glass and sat down. As Tony started mapping out a whole story, Steve could only look at the beautiful man before him. That was, until he was startled by someone waving his hand in front of him. "Stevie, you weren't paying attention!" Tony accused, still on his sugar rush, acting like a child. "I-I... I was thinking." The poor captain quickly stuttered out. "Oh? 'Bout what?" Tony asked, not really interested. He just wanted to know why the blonde was so flustered. "Nothing..." Steve answered quietly, looking at everything, but the other's face, his cheeks still bright red. "You're a bad liar, capsicle." Tony said, looking intently at his teammate's face, a frown present on his. "It's nothing, really." Steve assured him, the blush slowly disappearing. "Yeah, sure." The brunette snorted sarcastically, but decided not to ask about it anymore, instead telling Steve his plan again.
His plan turned out to be a full battle between all of the Avengers. It ended with Hulk passing out, a biscuit sticking out of his mouth, a small parasol in his clenched fist. Thor and Hawkeye had too passed out, the god underneath Tony's martini glass and the archer in it. Coulson, or Agent as Tony called him, had quickly grabbed Captain America's shield, amid of all the chaos, while Black Widow had stolen a chocolate chip cookie and Thor's hammer. The only ones left standing upright on the battlefield were Iron Man and Captain America. "We won! Woohoo! Now, let's go get some shawarma!" Iron Man said, while giving Captain America a high-five. "Good job, Iron Man." The captain said, as he patted the other's shoulder with a small, plastic hand. "You too, Capsicle." Said the brunette, the real Tony sending a small towards the real Steve. The genius hesitated for a split second, before he brought the doll's face up to the other's and placed an imaginary kiss. The captain himself blushed a bright red, before quickly pecking the real Tony on his cheek. "Oh, come on, that's not a real kiss!" Tony complained and placed a sweet kiss on Steve's lips.
