Father Fury {Discontinued}

Chapter Twelve

Tony shuffled awkwardly, tears glistening in his eyes which refused to meet anyone else's.

"Dunno," he mumbled in reply. "Just wasn't hungry." Steve began to step up, unwinding his arms before Tony pulled them back. "Don't go." He whispered. Steve sighed and glanced at Fury who took a hold of Tony's tiny hands.

"Look at me, Tony." Nick said, an authoritative voice coming on. "I'm just saying this because you look like you haven't eaten in weeks. I just want to make sure this isn't something to look out for." Tony glared at him, tears starting to fall. Rhodey was the only one who knew about his issues and would be till the day he died. "ITS NOT!" He shouted, angrily pressing back against Steve's chest, causing the guy to swallow a lump of air.

Nick sighed and ran a hand over his face. "Tony, this isn't an issue. Unless it is. Which means we need to talk." Tony's tears began to roll down his cheeks, wetting Steve's hand over his stomach and his bed cloth.

"It's fine." He whispered.

"No it's not." Everyone turned to look at the door. Rhodey stood there.

"Phil called us all down after Nick never did, but when we got down you three didn't show up. Phil sent me up to get you. And yes, Tony does have a problem. Three actually." Tony glared at his friends, his sobs beginning to make choked noises come from his mouth. Rhodey sighed and sat at Steve's side, running a hand through the brunettes hair.

"What are they?" Nick asked, his thumbs rubbing over the backs of Tony's hands gently. "Anorexia, pica, and rumination. Now let's all go downstairs." Rhodey replied, standing up and offering a hand to Steve. The blonde took it and unwrapped himself from Tony, who didn't move. Nick glanced guiltily towards the boy - he didn't want to hurt him but at the same time if he didn't know things then he couldn't help.

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After Phil had sent Rhodey upstairs, everyone else had sat down. Peter And Scott made sure to tape everyone's name tags to the backs of chairs, so now T'Challa was sat by Scott, Shuri on his other side.

Peter grinned as he taped the Shuri and T'Challa papers to the backs of the chairs and stood waiting for the others.

Eventually, the final four came down stairs. Nick sat in his spot and Steve made to sit opposite Shuri, stating that he wanted to say the one in between him and Peter for Bucky.

Rhodey took Tony's hand and sat the boy beside Shuri before taking the seat next to him, chuckling slightly when Peter came around and taped his name to his chair, which he'd left downstairs from before. Steve and Tony had apparently forgotten about those, so Steve quickly did both of theirs and Bucky's in record time, handing them to Peter to tape to his own chair, the empty one, and Tony's.

Just as Peter sat back down in his own seat the doorbell rang, causing Nick to jump upwards and sprint towards the door. On the other side stood a drenched Bucky. Apparently it'd been raining.

Nick lead the shivering teen in, taking his bags and leather jacket off him and leading him to the dining room.

Phil gasped as the teen entered. "How have you even gotten that wet?! I saw you come in a car!" Steve snorted. "I thought you were towing the bike from the car, not the other way around." Bucky glared at him. "Very funny, Rogers."

"You sit here." Peter piped up, patting the back of the chair beside him. "Steve said so." Bucky smiled slightly and glanced at Nick who nodded, having just come back from the utility where he'd left Bucky's things. The soggy boy took his seat.

Once more, just as a person was taking his seat - Nick this time - the doorbell rang. Sighing, the same man went up to get it, and stepped back to allow Clint, Natasha, Wanda, and Pietro access to his home.

"Wow! This place is so nice, Mr Coulson-Fury." Clint gushed as Nick moved the kids bags to the same place he took Bucky's. Seeing where the guy was headed, the other kids brought theirs down there too.

"Why, thank you Clint. Now, come join us for dinner!" Nick exclaimed. Wanda squealed and took hold of the mans hand, dragging him forwards to where she could hear the chatter.

Once in the room, everyone looked up. Instantly, Peter stood. He had pens and paper in his hands. He raced over to Wanda and handed her a pink pen with one sheet of paper. "It's a name tag for the dinner table seating plan." He explained. Wanda smiled and nodded, running over to the table to write her name. The other kids were stood in the doorway.

"Who do you want to sit by?" Peter asked. "My brother!" Wanda exclaimed, clapping her hands together and staring back at Pietro, who quickly came over to join them. Peter gave Pietro his own piece of paper before pointing out to Wanda the seat beside Steve. Wanda handed the younger boy her paper and he taped it to the back of her chair. The same happened with Pietro, who took his place next to Wanda.

Nick managed to encourage Natasha into the room, who was holding Clint back, and then both of them had their names done. To make sides even, Natasha sat next to Rhodey and opposite Clint who took his place beside Pietro.

"Finally!" Phil exclaimed, looking down his long table of kids as Nick sat down as well. "Let's all dig in!"

A/N: I hope you guys are enjoying it so far - I am very much enjoying writing it!

~ Megan