Secret AIM Facility - Long Island, NY - Saturday Morning

[imafuturist]

After the complete clusterfuck that was yesterday, Tony was going for a tried and true method of coping called 'go beat up bad guys for touching his stuff.' It was super fun.

And he did promise to let this version of Steve hit the armor for stress tests, but hitting AIM seemed like a way better plan. So, hitting AIM it was.

"If you see anyone in ridiculous yellow outfits, they're the bad guys," Tony said, looking through the list of Stark technology on the premises that was helpfully listed by JARVIS after a quick scan of the place. He was going to blow up so much stuff today.

It almost made up for the fact that he was in Long Island.

[for the captain who would be confused if Tony said 'Assemble!']

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[imafuturist]

"We've had more alien invasions here." Oh, fond memories of the last one. Wait. None of them were fond. "I got kidnapped by an alien queen once. That was definitely a new one."

[heroic_jawline]

"Were you all right?" Steve asked, concerned.

[imafuturist]

"Yeah, apparently I look like the ideal mate for someone working on taking over the planet," Tony said, rolling his eyes and pulling away two slices before Steve managed to start in on his pie. "It's a trial being this pretty."

[heroic_jawline]

"I wouldn't know," Steve said with a slightly wry smile.

Guess who still didn't really see himself in a mirror.

[imafuturist]

Which would be why Tony responded with a, "Ha."

Because that was a joke, Steve. That had to be a joke.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve blushed and tried to hide it behind a slice of pizza.