Narrator's POV

"Yeah. All we need is a car battery, three washers, and a blowdryer." Tony said.

Bruce and Stephen laughed.

They were just being geeks and making mechanic jokes at the lunch table.

Stephen was eating a salad this time with some water. Bruce had a sandwich accompanied by some orange juice and an apple. Tony had a tray of Chinese food the cafeteria served. Cafeteria food wasn't as bad as people made it seem. It was teriyaki chicken, an egg roll, fried rice (which he didn't find very tasty), green peas, and a fortune cookie.

"Wait, so what exactly are you and Bruce working on?" Stephen asked, poking at his salad.

"We can't talk about it here. Too many ears are listening." Tony said.

"Yeah, we can't have anyone eves dropping and-"

"Well, well, well." Came a voice. All three boys knew who it was. "If it isn't Dumb and Dumber...and their little pet." It was Timothy. Everett stood beside him.

Tony looked up at him. "Hey Flower Boy." He said.

"Anthony." Timothy said.

"How're you taking your loss?" Tony asked, smirking.

"Great actually. That's the thing about being the head master's favorite. It makes problems go away." Timothy said. Tony didn't say anything. Timothy laughed, he looked at Stephen who was poking at his salad. "Hello Stephen."

"Hi." Stephen said quietly, looking at his salad.

"Oh, you're not mad about the whole going in the creek prank, are you?" Timothy asked. Stephen said nothing. "Look, I'm sorry. I hope it didn't ruin our friendship." He said.

"Oh, no, no." Stephen looked up at him. "If you still want to be friends that's-"

"Take a hint Marlin." Everett said. "Don't you know what sarcasm is?"

"I-"

"Lets just move already." Bruce said, gathering his things and getting up.

"Yeah, you listen to your friends." Everett said. He picked up Stephen's water and poured it into his salad.

Stephen sighed, while Timothy and Everett laughed.

"Oh, no. Let's hope he doesn't turn us into frogs." Timothy joked. Everett laughed. "Let's go." They began to walk away.

"That's it." Tony grabbed his spoon. "They want to pick a fight, they'll get a fight."

"Tony." Bruce said.

"Hey Timothy!" Tony shouted. Timothy turned around. "Joke on this!" Tony bent his spoon full of teriyaki sauce backward and let go. It went all over Timothy. The cafeteria went silent, a few people gasped and whispered about.

Timothy looked down at his stained suit, then up at Tony.

"FOOD FIGHT!" A boy with shoulder length blonde hair shouted. He threw mash potatoes across the cafeteria, hitting someone in the face with it. Oh, how the Asgardians loved to play.

Soon food flew all over the place, hitting anyone, splattering on the walls, staining the ceiling. Students were shouting and laughing. Some took refuge under the tables.

Tony laughed as Everett had just been splashed with chocolate pudding.

"Stark!" Timothy grabbed spaghetti from a nearby table and tossed it at him. Tony ducked, avoiding the mess.

"Ha ha! You missed-" He got hit in the side of the face with apple sauce.

"Good shot, Buck." Clint's voice came.

Bruce was covering himself up with his lunchbox, fortunately he hadn't gotten hit with anything. Stephen built shields around himself to avoid the mess, so far it was working; but he had forgotten to put one on top of him which resulted in a slice of cake to land on his head. His hair was stained with frosting.

Bruce looked at him, he put his lunchbox down. "Stephen, are you oka-" He got splashed with ketchup and mustard. "Ah!" He gasped. His white lab coat was a mess. "This is never coming off." He looked over at Everett and Clint laughing. "Oh yeah?" He grabbed a glass of orange juice. "Take this!" The juice soaked them both.

"What the fu-" Bucky looked at Bruce. "Banner, you're dead!"

Bruce laughed.

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Tony laughed as he threw food around the room, to anyone and anywhere. His main target was Timothy. Timothy was trying to hit him back.

"Wizard!" He shouted.

Stephen looked at him.

"Pass me that pie!" He said, pointing at a whole pie behind Stephen. Stephen took it and handed it to Tony. "Bone-apple-teeth!" Tony shouted and threw it to Timothy. It hit him right in the face, splattering all over his hair and what you could see of his white dress shirt, which wasn't white anymore but a blue color.

Timothy's friends all looked back at him. Bruce looked over at him too. Stephen gasped.

The pie slowly dragged itself off Timothy's face. He wiped his eyes, and shook the excess off his hands. He gritted his teeth and looked at Tony. You could see the fire in his eyes. "ANTHONY!" He shouted. He ran toward Tony.

"Oh shit!" Tony laughed and ran away from Timothy. Timothy chased him around the cafeteria, not caring of other food hit him. He was going to get Tony, whatever it took.

"Tony! Use the shoes!" Stephen shouted.

Tony looked down at his feet as he ran. He climbed on top of a table, and jumped onto the next. Timothy followed close behind. Tony got to the last table and leaped into the air, clicking his heels together. The blue rockets under his shoes started, sending him up into the air. Everyone stared, they were amazed.

Timothy looked up at him, a surprised look rested on his face.

"Ha!" Tony smiled. "They work!" He cheered. He looked down at Timothy. "Who's short now, huh?"

Timothy looked up at Tony. He pushed himself off the ground, his legs stretched out. Roots grew longer and taller, making Timothy as tall as Tony was high in the air. He added a few inches on just to be taller than Tony. "Still you." He said. He threw Mac N' Cheese at Tony's face.

Tony wiped it off. "Joke's on you. I love Mac N' Cheese." He licked the side of his mouth. "Mmm."

"Anthony Edward Stark!" A loud voice busted through the cafeteria door.

All the heads turned to it. It was Dr. Edward.

"You. Your friends. My office." He said.

Tony sighed. Timothy smirked at him. "Have fun." He said.

"Shut the fu-"

"Today Stark!" Dr. Edward shouted.

"Coming." Tony responded. He looked at Timothy. "I hate you." He said.

Timothy only kept that smug smile of his face. Tony lowered himself and landed on the floor hard. Bruce and Stephen joined him, helping him up. "Still gotta work on that landing." He said.

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"Hm." Dr. Edward stared at the three boys sitting in his office in front of him covered in all sorts of goo and clumps of food. "Why is it that every time I get a complaint, it's always you three?" He asked.

"Trust me. I've been asking myself the same question." Bruce said, trying to lighten the mood in the office.

Stephen didn't dare to look up. He was so scared. This was his first time ever in this sort of situation.

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"Three days of community service?!" Tony looked down at the note Dr. Edward had given them as the three boys walked down the hallway to their rooms. "I don't have time for that."

"Sorry Tony. It's all I could persuade Dr. Edward to reduce our punishment to." Bruce said. "Just be glad it wasn't a full week's detention."

Stephen was quiet.

"Well, I'm going to clean up. See you tomorrow six am sharp in the cafeteria for community service." Bruce said, stopping at his door in the hall.

"Yeah. Yeah." Tony said. "Bye."

Bruce opened his room door and went in. "Bye." He shut the door.

It wasn't long before Tony and Stephen reached their room. They both went in. Tony closed the door, leaning against it. Stephen walked over to the bed and sat down on it, sighing. Tony looked at him and joined him shortly.

It was quiet.

"Are you all right?" Tony asked him.

"I don't know. I've never been in this sort of situation." Stephen said. "I've never been in trouble."

Tony chuckled. "Well, for a first timer you did pretty good." Tony said.

Stephen looked up at him. "Really?"

"Oh yeah." Tony nodded. He was quiet for a moment, then snorted. "Did you see his face after I hit him with that pie?" He laughed.

Stephen laughed a little. "Yeah. That was pretty funny." He looked down at the floor, his smile faded. "I've gotta take a shower. You should t-"

"Then when Everett got hit with pudding." Tony said, laughing. His laughed was very contagious. A smile snuck on Stephen's face, he was trying so hard not to laugh as he though about it. Then he gave in. He laughed along with Tony.

Tony held a hand to his stomach and placed a hand on Stephen's back. They laughed together.

Stephen began to settle down. "But no, seriously. I need to take a shower." He said, getting up and going over to the bathroom. Tony's eyes followed him.

"Hey Stephen." Tony said before Stephen closed the door. Stephen turned to him. "We make a pretty good team." He smiled.

Stephen gave him a small smile, a blush formed on his cheeks. "Thanks." He closed the bathroom door gently.