The Game of Life

Could it be

Narrator

"I can't believe this just happened," Kayla said as they started walking back to their home.

"Only for you love," Loki said as he kissed her cheek

"God I love you," she exclaimed

They enjoyed each other's warmth in the late night early spring weather.

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"What do we want? Low flying airplane noises! When do we want them? Newwwwww!" Peter yelled

"Stark, your child is quite interesting," Thor said

"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" Tony laughed

"Just saying," Thor replied

Then the sound of sparks could be heard in the common room. And of course it was Stephen.

"Doctoro Strango!" Peter yelled and laughed

Stephen sighed as he opened his arms to his favorite teen, "Hey Peter. What's going on today?" He asked while hugging him.

"Not much. We're probably having a movie night. Wanna come?" Peter asked

"How could I say no to you?" Stephen chuckled

"Yay!!" Peter beamed

"Uncle Thor, why don't you and Uncle Bruce come also?" Peter asked letting go of Stephen

"Sorry, Spider child, but I have a date with him this evening," Thor replied

"Aww," Peter sighed

"It's ok Peter. He can come another time," Tony said

"I guess your right. Bye Uncle Thor," Peter said

"I'm not leaving yet. I still have an hour," Thor said

"Really?!" Peter beamed "Come on let's go play Call of Duty," Peter said grabbing Thor's wrist and dragging him to the other room.

"He's something else," Tony said as he watched Peter drag Thor to the gaming room

"Yup," Stephen replied popping the 'p'

"Wanna go grab some dinner?" Tony asked

"Are you asking me out?" Stephen smirked

"Oh lord. Can you not make my friendly gesture weird?" Tony slammed his head on the table.

"I'm kidding. Of course I'll go," Stephen smiled, "Should we tell them?"

"Nah, I think they'll be fine," Tony shooed his hand

"Mhm. You're talking about one of the most destructive gods and a small hyper-active teen are going to be fine, alone?" Stephen raised his brow

"Eh, yeah. Hey Fri, make sure they don't set the toaster on fire again," Tony said to the ceiling

"Of course sir," The A.I responded

"Ready?" Tony asked

"Sure," Stephen replied as he followed Tony to the garage.

They got to the garage where all of Tony's fancy cars were parked. His PTSD started to settle in. His face went white, as he remembered the lights of the semi coming in contact to the car. The crashing noises as he only had a split second to think.

His breath hitched as he stood there frozen. Unable to move or talk. Fear has taken control. All he could whisper was, "No. God please no,"

Tony stopped when he didn't hear the soft sounds of Stephen's feet on the floor anymore. He turned around to see Stephen with the most blank expression on his face as he mumbled something.