LOTOLLE

Tasha looked at Liz. “Do you regret it?” "I'll have him, and we're still working on the adoption bit." “Well, then here’s hoping,” Pepper smiled at Liz. “I’m sure he wouldn’t mind adopting. He always said he wanted kids, even if he can’t have them biologically.” "But that's just it, he says he's not sure anymore, so we've dropped the subject, come back to it after the wedding. Maybe it's just nerves." “Could be,” Pepper nodded. “Steve and I waited a long time before deciding to have a kid together. He was even nervous about dating. He said he didn’t want to d

“I know, you’ve told me.” Tony smiled. "Good night Anthony." he smiled. The next few days passed through rather pleasantly until Stark managed to piss Loki off. “Okay, I really think you’re blowing this out of proportion!” Tony ducked as Loki threw another lamp at him. “You know getting angry isn’t helping!” "You were staring at another person!" Loki shouted. "Not just looking or glancing but staring at her, ogling as if I hadn't been there." “She looked just like you in your female form! I thought it was a clone or something!” Tony yelped and ducked again. "Bullshit Stark!"

     And the first thing real Bucky wanted to do was get some food in his stomach. A nice, full meal was brought in, and Bucky ate until he was pretty sure his stomach was going to pop. As a joke, Steve brought him some plums.     “Asshole.”     “What, I thought you’d like em.”     Bucky shook his head, but he ended up eating them anyway.     “How are you feeling?”     “I dunno. I might feel like crap later but right now, I dunno,” Bucky wiped his lips and huffed. He rested back on the pillows, and looked around the spacious, well-lit room where he’d spent his first month i

“Not technically.” Piff spoke quietly, and looked at me with such sorrowful eyes. The colors in them began to shift slowly, going more somber in tone. “Helix, if I could fix this, if I could offer you any solace, I would.” This wasn’t Piff’s fault and I knew it. It wasn’t anyone’s fault, except for the damned idiot who…I suddenly looked up at Piff and stood, though a bit too quickly. The world went dark for a moment and everything spun before adjusting again. “Who writes the lists?” I held my head, trying to keep myself from toppling over. “What?” “The list

Tony glanced at the crates in front of them, unsure what was going on. He could tell they were being given weapons-that much was obvious-but what kind he didn’t know. Fury looked pretty pleased with himself though. Bruce was there as well. "How many boxes are there?" he asked. "Twelve. Twelve boxes of shiny new guns all Different from the last." he answered. "Natasha is gonna show up in five seconds." he said. As if on cue, the assassin walked into the room, her eyes gleaming. “I heard we got some new toys?” Fury nodded then had the crates opened. “Each one is unique in its abilities and they can only be handled by ge