Narrator's POV

"Okay, wait, so we're just going to the beach now?" Stephen asked.

"Yup." Tony said.

"But were all the way in Michigan." Bruce said.

"It's a road trip. I said we'd go everywhere." Tony said.

"Did you say the beach?" Thor asked, smiling.

"Yes I did." Tony said.

"I love the beach! All the sand, the waves. The breeze." Thor said.

"See, someone's excited." Tony said.

"So we're gonna be on the road till we make it to the beach?" Stephen asked, looking at a map. "Tony, that's like three days."

"Oh relax. We'll see plenty of other places on our way. I've already booked hotels on the way." Tony explained. "There'll be plenty of things to see."

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After several hours on the road, Tony decided to make their first stop on the way to spend the night at a hotel.

This hotel was huge, not to mention full of family activities. They had mini golf, an indoor/outdoor pool, an arcade, ping pong, pool table and so much more.

Peter laughed as he splashed in the pool with Wade. He saw Venom and Eddie and Scott talking near by in the pool as well.

"Hey, Uncle Eddie!" Peter called.

Eddie turned to him.

Peter climbed on Wade's shoulders. "Let's play chicken!" He called.

"Oh, you're on!" Scott said. "Eddie give me a lift!" He said.

"Granted." Venom said, lifting Scott on their shoulders.

"You're going down kid." Eddie said.

"Try me old man." Wade said.

"Ha!" Peter and Scott clashed, trying to push each other over.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Bruce." Thor rushed over to Bruce's side.

"Hm?" Bruce looked back at him. He was just getting in the pool. "Oh, hi Thor."

"Are you sure swimming is what you'd like to do now?" Thor asked. "There's too many people in here. Not to mention the water's-"

"Thor. I can swim." Bruce said. "I can take care of myself."

"Are you sure?" Thor asked.

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"Nice." Wanda nodded as Carol had just made a hole in one.

"Thanks." Carol smiled. "I've been playing this game for a while."

"How do you play with such a small club?" Valkyrie asked.

"That's nothing."

"Hm?" The girls turned to whoever had said that.

It was Clint.

"Watch this!" Clint said. "Fore!" He yelped and swung his club. He sent a ball flying.

It bounced off a small windmill, onto the hotel's wall, over a small fountain, and around the curve of the hole.

"You missed." Valkyrie said.

"Did I?" Clint asked, raising a brow.

He tapped his club and the ball slowly, but surely, fell in the hole.

"Whoa!" Carol admired him.

"Hm." Wanda smiled.

"Lucky shot." Valkyrie said.

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"Well, looks like you've missed...again." Bucky said, laughing a little.

"Shut up Barnes." Sam said as he held his pool cue. "You've played the game longer."

"Maybe." Bucky said.

"Amateurs." Steve said, shooting the cue ball and getting three balls in.

"I taught him how to do that." Bucky said.

"No." Steve said. "That I learned myself."

"Looks like the student has outdone the teacher." Sam said.

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"Tell me Matt, do you have any family?" Stephen asked, as he sat by the pool, watching the children play with his legs crossed over each other as he drank sweet cranberry juice.

"I have a friend named Foggy from college." Matt said. "And a friend named Karen. They work in the office with me."

"Mm." Stephen nodded as he took a sip from his glass. "Anyone special in your life?"

"Well, there is someone." Matt said, smiling a bit.

"Oh." Stephen said, sipping his juice. "And who might that be, if you don't ind me asking of course."

"I would like to keep that private." Matt said.

Stephen smiled. "I respect that." He said, looking at Matt, then over at Bucky.

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"Ah!" Oliver gasped as he walked along with Sleeper. He ran over to the ping pong table. "Look Sleeper! They have ping pong!" He said. "Let's play."

Sleeper came over. He looked at the table. "Do you know how to play?" He asked.

"No." Oliver said.

"Me neither." Sleeper said.

"Aww." Olive took a seat on the ground.

Sleeper took a seat next to him.

They both sighed.

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"Are you sure you don't want to stay with us tonight?" Stephen asked Oliver.

"No. I wanna go spend the night in Sleeper's room." Oliver said, packing his toothbrush.

"Okay darling. Remember we're only a floor apart, so if you need anything I'll come right down, okay?" Stephen said.

Sleeper and Eddie were waiting at the door.

"Okay." Oliver said.

"Goodnight." Stephen said, kissing Oliver's head.

"Goodnight." Oliver hugged him.

"Bye Papa!" Oliver waved at Tony.

"Bye Squirt." Tony said.

"Come on." Sleeper said.

Eddie looked at Stephen. "He's in good hands." He said.

"I know." Stephen smiled at him.

"Goodnight." Eddie said.

"Goodnight." Stephen waved at him.

Eddie closed the door.

"Hah..." Tony sighed and laid on the bed.

"What's with you?" Stephen asked him, looking into a mirror, applying some lotion on his face.

A wizard had to take care of his skin if he wants too keep that ageless look.

"I'm horny." Tony said.

"Hm." Stephen said, fixing his hair. "When are you not?"

A pair of arms wrapped around Stephen's waist.

"Come on, Stephen." Came Tony's voice.

He kissed Stephen's naked shoulder.

"I brought some stuff this time. Something you might like." Tony said.

"Tony." Stephen said, turning to him. "Even if I wanted to, Peter and Wade are next door."

"The walls are sound proof. I made sure." Tony said.

"And if someone knocks?"

"Who's gonna come bother us this late?"

"You never know." Stephen said, pulling away and walking to the bed.

"What can I do to convince you?" Tony asked.

"I'm afraid nothing."

Tony thought. "And if I told you you could try things on me?"

Stephen raised a brow. "Keep talking."

Tony smirked.

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"Late night walks are the best." Steve said as he wheeled himself into an elevator. He liked talking walks out late by himself. It was one of the few things he got to do by himself.

He clicked the forth floor. Once there, He excited and wheeled toward his room.

"Ah!"

He heard as he went past a door.

That sounded like...

"Tony~"

He slowly backed his chair up.

"You like it like that?"

"Yes!"

He knocked on the door.

"Sh. We didn't order room service."

"It's me, Tony." Steve said.

Footsteps came to the door.

The door swung open, showing Tony in a blue robe and Stephen in a pair of boxers.

"What're you doing?" Steve asked.

"Me." Stephen said, closing the door.

Steve blinked a few times, before shaking his head.

"I'll never understand today's culture." He said, wheeling himself to his room.