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Narrator POV

Tony got back into his floor feeling defeated and sad. 'Damn. Who knew Stephen Strange would turn straight?' Tony thought to himself.

He just sighed and went to his room. He discarded of his suit and put on some baggy sweats and a sweatshirt.

Then he plopped himself back down on the couch and started watching a random movie that was playing. Eventually he began to drift off into slumber.

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"Ah! Gosh Damn, it's freezing in here," Tony said as he awoke on the living room couch.

Fall was now going into action with the beginning of cold weather. Tony started to rub his shoulders to create friction and warmth to himself.

He eventually made his way to his room and changed into less baggy sweatpants and just a pullover sweater. He really didn't feel like doing anything today.

He made it back to his living room, but to find a usual guest.

"Why you here so early?" Tony questioned Stephen

"Fri alerted me to check on you because you were acting unusual," Stephen replied turning to face Tony

"Ah, that A.I is crazy. I'm fine and dandy. So you can leave now," Tony said crossing his arms

"Hmm, yeah. There is something wrong with you today. You don't usually push me away, but something got into you. Tony. What's wrong," Stephen asked heading towards Tony.

"Nothing, just feeling a little ill, that's all," Tony smiled lightly

"Fri give me stats," Stephen demanded

"It appears Mr. Stark is fine on all levels on physicality, but not mentality," the A.I responded

"Traitor" Tony murmured angrily

"See. Now tell me what's wrong," Stephen pleaded

"Ugh. Fine. I just wanna know who that stupid girl was, that you were with last night," Tony huffed

Stephen raised a brow, then slightly laughed. "Guess someone's a little jealous... wait how did you know I was there? Were you spying on me?!" Stephen questioned

"NO! I was just having dinner with Bruce, Thor, and Loki, and I just so happened to see you and a women at the table in the back, ok?" Tony scoffed

"Oh, Tony. First you need to chill out. It's just my friend Christine. She let me work with the children that went into her hospital. But I recently quit because I wanted to take Sorcery as a full time job," Stephen explained

"Whatever. I was stupid anyways," Tony huffed

"Yeah, and your stupid self seems a little jealous. Now do you wanna tawk about yow fewings?" Stephen mocked in a baby voice

"Oh, piss off," Tony smirked

"I'm just messing with you Tony. You know what you need?"

"What?" He asked confused

"A BIG HUG!" Stephen said wrapping his arms around Tony and picking him up.

"Ahh, Stephen! What the hell are you doing?" Tony said trying to hold onto Stephen as he was being ran to a room.

Stephen ran down the hall with Tony in his arms, and into an empty room. Then Stephen placed him down.

"Time for magic!" Stephen said reciting some spells.

Stephen started doing some weird hand motions and started to conjure blue butterflies from his hands.

Tony always loved seeing this trick. He was always in awe every time. This made him feel so much better.

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