Something Stupid

We're Back

Narrator's POV

Tony smiled when he turned on his side to see a sleeping Stephen. He stretched his hand out and caressed Stephen's cheek.

"Mm..." Stephen groaned, shifting. "Tony?" He asked, sleepily.

Tony smiled. "Good morning." He said, kissing Stephen's forehead.

"Good..." Stephen yawned. "...morning." He finished.

"Today's the last day." Tony said.

"Do we have to leave?" Stephen asked, sniffling his sheets.

"I have a company to run." Tony said. "And I recall correctly, you've got a job to do."

"Urgh..." Stephen groaned.

"How're you feeling?" Tony asked.

Stephen rubbed his eyes. "Good." He said. A lazy smile forming on his lip. "A little sore."

Tony chuckled. "Sorry."

Stephen leaned toward Tony and kissed his lips. "Don't worry about it." He said. "I'm glad it was you rather than anyone else."

"Dork." Tony wrapped his arms around Stephen and placed him on top of him.

Stephen laughed, kissing Tony's cheek. "I need to take a shower."

Tony looked at him. "Go on then." He said, smacking Stephen's ass, causing the wizard to blush a bright red. Tony laughed.

"I'll be out shortly." Stephen said, climbing off the bed, walking over to the bathroom half naked.

"Alright." Tony said, watching Stephen disappear into the bathroom. "Hah..." He sighed, laying back in the bed with his arms behind his head, closing his eyes. He heard something moving around, he opened his eyes only to see the cloak right in front of him. "Ah!" He gasped.

The cloak levitated next to his bedside, edges at it's "hips".

"Hey, bud." Tony said. "What's up?" He asked.

The cloak swirled around, pointing at the bed, then at Tony, then to the bathroom. It slowly and threateningly leaned toward Tony.

Tony laughed. "Calm down." He said. "I'd never hurt him, I promise."

The cloak crossed its edges together.

"And sorry for not giving you a heads up on what we were doing." He said. "I promise next time we'll be better prepared."

The cloak softened now, wrapping Tony up in itself.

Tony laughed. "Thanks cloak." He said. "You know, we still have to give you a name." Tony thought. "How about Sam? You look like a Sam."

The cloak tilted its collar.

"No? Okay...hmmm..." He tapped his chin. "Cloak of Levitation..." He thought. "Cloak, Cloak... A name for a cloak that levitates. Levitates...levitation. Levita... Ah!" He looked at the cloak. "How about Tyler?"

The cloak shook its collar.

"God, you're as difficult as Stephen." He said. "Don't tell him I said that." He whispered.

The cloak nodded.

Tony looked at him. "I don't know, bud. I'm just gonna have to think of it for a while. I'll put a pin on it."

The door to the bathroom opened, revealing Stephen with a towel around his waist. "That felt good." He said.

Tony looked at him. "You look good."