Narrator's POV
Stephen walked into Tony's and his room only to see Tony reading a book on the edge of the bed.
He found that very suspicious, he had never seen Tony pick up a book.
This was amazing. Unbelievable, in fact.
"What are you reading?" Stephen asked.
"A book of things I love." Tony said.
Stephen walked over to him to see the book.
Tony kept a diary?
Stephen's expression of hope dropped when he saw what Tony had in hand. "That's just a photo album of you." Stephen said.
"What a coincidence." Tony said.
Stephen rolled his eyes, laughing a little before walking away.
"Hey, Stephen." Tony spoke before Stephen walked away and never got the chance to talk to him again.
Stephen turned to him.
"I was wondering if you'd like to go gather shells today at the beach." Tony said. "You don't have to of course. It's totally up to you." Tony was blabbing now. "I just thought maybe you'd want to go at some point before we leave because you know you promised Madeline you'd bring her some, and I didn't want you to come back empty handed and let down-"
"Sure." Stephen answered.
"Hm?" Tony looked up at him, watching as Stephen made his way out the door.
"You heard me." Stephen said.
With that, the Sorcerer Supreme was out of the room.
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"Wait, Stephen!" Tony called as he ran down the hall, trying to catch up with Stephen before the elevator doors closed.
The cloak once again, held the door open for him.
"Thanks." He said.
The doors closed, and the elevator began its journey down to the lobby.
Tony stood next to Stephen in silence.
He looked down at his outfit.
"Does this outfit make me look short?" He asked.
A smile spread on Stephen's lips. "No." He said.
Tony smiled, about to say something when Stephen spoke again.
"Standing next to me makes you look short." Stephen said.
Tony looked up at him. "I AM NOT SHORT." Tony said.
Stephen let out a light chuckle. "You actually have to pick up your head to look at me." He said.
"I'm five nine." Tony said.
Stephen chuckled, looking down at his shoes.
"What?" Tony asked.
"You're shorter than I thought." Stephen said.
"How tall are you?" Tony asked.
"Taller than you obviously." Stephen answered him.
"You do realize I'm richer, smarter and have a better goatee than you." Tony said.
"Yeah, but I'm tall."
"I may be small, but I be knowing."
"You don't even "be knowing" what the top shelf looks like." Stephen laughed.
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