Narrator's POV

Splish, splash, I was takin' a bath
Long about a Saturday night, yeah
A rub dub, just relaxin' in the tub
Thinkin' everythin' was alright

Well, I stepped out the tub
I put my feet on the floor
I wrapped the towel around me and I
Opened the door

"And then a-splish, splash
I jumped back in the bath
Well, how was I to know
There was a party goin' on?" Stephen sang in his mirror as he fixed his hair, signing into the mirror on his favorite parts.

The cloak swayed to the rhythm of the music. It had never seen Stephen so happy.

Stephen turned to the cloak and approached it, singing into his comb.
"There was a-splishin' and a-splashin'
Reelin' with the feelin'
Movin' and a-groovin'
Rockin' and a-rollin', yeah, yeah." He took the cloak by one of its corners and and began to dance with it, spinning it and twirling it.

The cloak was having as much fun as Stephen.

Quickly getting dressed, Stephen made his way downstairs signing.

The cloak followed behind him happily.

Stephen snapped his fingers and the cloak quickly converted itself into a small handkerchief and itself into the small pocket in Stephen's shirt as the man kept signing, swinging his hips everyone now and then and busting a few moves.

"Bing, bang, I saw the whole gang
Dancin' on my living room rug, yeah
Flip, flop, they was doin' the bop
All the teens had the dancin' but
There was lollipop with a Peggy Sue
Good golly, Miss Molly was-a even there, too
A- well-a, splish, splash, I forgot about the bath
I went and put my dancin' shoes on, yeah." He sang, looking into the mirror by the door, making sure his hair and everything else was well fixed. He winked at himself, smiling. He grabbed his keys and headed out the door. He looked up at the Sanctum and snapped his fingers.

A yellow glow outlined the building, then disappeared.

The Sanctum was secure.

Stephen nodded and made his way down the streets of New York, still taking the good vibes and rhythm in his head and heart.

"Spare change. Spare change sir." A man sitting on some card box said, holding his hand out to Stephen.

Stephen smiled and handed him a twenty.

"Thank you so much sir." The man brought his hands together and thanked Stephen.

Stephen winked at him.

I was a-rollin' and a-strollin'
Reelin' with the feelin'
Movin' and a-groovin'
Splishin' and a-splashin', yeah

Stephen tapped his foot to the rhythm as he waited for the cross walk turned green around the corner.

•Green•

Yes, I was a-splishin' and a-splashin'
I was a-rollin' and a-strollin'
Yeah, I was a-movin' and a-groovin'
We was a-reelin' with the feelin'

Stephen danced across the stripped crosswalk, getting plenty of odd stares from people and cars at the stop light, but he didn't care. He was feeling good, his heart was lifted. He felt so high.

A whole wave of good vibes washed over his body.

It was a wonderful sensation.

He was high as a kite, not from drugs you see, but from the love bug, and he was never coming down.

He came up to a flower shop that was around the corner.

"Ah, Dr. Strange." Said a lady behind the counter, who was watering some roses behind her.

"Morning Martha." Stephen said, looking around.

"In the market for some flower?" She asked.

"Yes." Stephen said. "What would you recommend for a special someone?" He asked.

"Well...most people get roses." She said. "But knowing you, I don't think you'll settle for something so basic."

"You are correct." Stephen said, looking around.

"I would recommend one of these." She said, taking a bouquet full of assorted flowers.

They were beautiful and exactly what Stephen was looking for.

"I'll take it." He said. "How much?"

"Fifty three seventy nine." Martha said.

Stephen handed her the money.

"And to who are these flowers going to, if I may ask." She asked.

"A friend." Stephen said.

"A friend?" Martha raised an eyebrow. "I don't think you'd get something like this for just a friend. They must hold a special place in your heart."

Stephen blushed, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, maybe."

She handed him the bouquet and his change. "Well good luck." She said.

"Thanks. Have a good day." Stephen told her before walking out of the shop.

We was a-reelin' with the feelin'
We was a-rollin' and a-strollin'
Movin' with the groovin'
Splish, splash, yeah

Stephen made his way down the streets of New York once again, going to see an old friend of his that had sprung happiness into him.

Gosh, he hadn't felt this way in a long time.

"Portal time." Stephen said and opened a portal to Tony's front door.

A big bright smile settled on his lips.

Splishin' and a-splashin'
One time I was splishin' and a-splashin'
Ooh, I was movin' and a-groovin'
Yeah, I was splishin' and a-splashin'

"Alright." He sighed, straightening himself up. "Wish me luck bud." Stephen said, patting the cloak in his pocket.

He rang the doorbell.

There were steps coming toward the door, which soon opened revealing Pepper.

"Oh, hello Dr. Strange." She said.

"Good morning." He said. "Is Tony around?" He asked.

"Oh, yes. He was just-"

"Oh my goodness." Tony said, coming up the stairs.

Stephen smiled.

"I can't believe you're here!" Tony said, running toward Stephen.

"Oh, I didn't know you'd-" Stephen stopped when Tony ran past him. "Uh..." He turned around to see Tony running toward a tall blonde haired man in the drive way.

}Crack{

Tony ran right into his arms. "You've been gone for so long."

"It's only been a week."

They shared a small kiss.

"Oh, come." Tony said, holding the man's hand. "I want you to meet someone." Tony made his way to Stephen. "You remember Stephen from the academy, don't you?"

"Oh, of course I do." The man said, offering Stephen a hand to shake.

"Uh...sorry." Stephen said. "I don't believe I know you."

"Of course you do." Tony said. "This is Steve."

Stephen blinked a few times. "Oh, yes. Steve. Steve Rogers." He said. "Yes, I remember you."

"Nice to see you again Stephen." Steve smiled at Stephen.

"You too." Stephen said.

"Oh, did you bring these for me?" Steve asked, talking about the flowers.

"Uh...actually I-"

"I had some in the car for Tony already." Steve said.

Stephen's eyes widen.

No. No way.

"That's sweet." Tony said. He looked back at Stephen. "We've been together for a while, and he's still getting me flowers." Tony whispered.

>SHATTER<

"Isn't he the sweetest?" Tony asked.

"Uh...y-yeah." Stephen said breathlessly. "The sweetest."

Pepper noticed Stephen expression. "Dr. Strange, are you alright?" She asked.

"Hm?" Stephen stepped back into reality from the astral dimension, where he was internally screaming. He noticed Pepper looking at him. "Uh, yeah. Yes." Stephen said, looking back at Steve an Tony, who were embracing each other.

"Easy, big guy." Tony said.

"I...um..." Stephen was at a loss of words. "Bleep." He said. "Oh." He took his phone out. "Looks like I gotta go. Nice seeing you all." He opened a portal.

"Wait, Stephen." Tony said, but Stephen was gone.

"I missed you." Steve said, kissing Tony's forehead.