Avengers Academy

PART SEVENTEEN

(Hey, um I don't know if you like them, but I fuckin love writing fight scenes. Also last chapter only had one POV, hope it was interesting enough. FYI a ship in this chapter isn't endgame, but it's cute and a side-ship of mine, or whatever you call that)

- Strange-

"Now we're even," Strange said to Tony, waiting on the balcony outside the nurse's wing. Tony had shot him and cost them the fight. Now they were out of the tournament, but would still be playing every team for "practice."

Tony laughed a little. "What do you mean?"

Stephen tapped the arc reactor in his chest.

"Oh, that," Tony looked up at him. "It wasn't your fault. I promise."

Stephen looked at him funny. He was right, though. Maybe it wasn't really his fault after all. That was what Carol was trying to get him to realize. It wasn't his fault.

He felt the need to thank Tony.

"Tony," Bruce came out onto the balcony. "Pepper's up."

"Can we have a minute?" Stephen asked.

"Uh, sure," Bruce looked surprised, but headed back inside.

Stephen took Tony by the shoulders. "Thank you."

"What?" Tony looked starstruck.

"Thank you for being a good teammate."

Now Tony was just confused. "What?"

Stephen leaned down and kissed his cheek. He remembered Wong saying something about Tony flirting with him.

"Oh." Tony said as Stephen pulled away.

Hovering inches off the ground, Stephen headed inside, leaving Tony in the cool night air.

- Steve -

Steve hadn't seen Wanda for a while, so, like the worried friend he was, he went to see her.

"Hey, Wanda?" He called.

"Come in," she said. She had been going to classes again, but now she just stayed in her room, even during lunch.

"Hey," he said softly, coming into her room and sitting next to her on her bed. "How's it going?"

"Good," she muttered. Instead of a friend, Steve just felt like an annoying dad.

"Getting all your homework done?" Steve asked with a chuckle. Yup, definitely more like a dad.

"Yeah," she said.

"Been getting out of the room?"

"Yeah."

Steve thought for a minute. She still seemed tired and sad. She sort of reminded him of Bucky. God, he missed Bucky. If he were here, he would be able to relate with Wanda a lot better than Steve could. He was just trying his best.

Steve took both of her hands in his and stood up with her. "I'm going to fight in the tournament soon and it would mean a lot to me if you came and watched."

She looked at him sideways. "Really?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "I like to think of you as a good friend, Wanda."

She smiled shyly. "Yeah, alright. I will come."

"Awesome," Steve smiled, maybe a little too happy she agreed.