Strike was the next day - Saturday - after their final, matinee performance of the show. They all spent their time in different areas around the auditorium. Most of the actors were working in the dressing rooms to clean up and carry costumes and props back to storage. Others were helping onstage with the tearing down of the permanent set pieces, or backstage with the tearing apart of the mobile set pieces.

Steve was in charge of taking down the platforms and walls on stage, since he had started out in the scene department. But he was glad for the company, since he got his help from mainly the twins and Bucky. Everyone else was just there to help carry the pieces back to the scene shop.

"So, are you and Tony staying for the party afterwards?" Wanda asked as she pulled screws and nails out of the boards with her powers.

"For a bit, yeah," Steve answered. "We'll leave a little early. We want to celebrate by ourselves for a bit."

Bucky nodded as he pulled up another board, "Makes sense. Just as long as you guys keep it clean and-"

"Bucky!" Steve dropped a board.

Bucky started laughing, holding his stomach, at the horrified look on Steve's face. Pietro zipped by, stopping for a millisecond to shove Bucky before zipping away again, picking up the pieces of wood to give to people waiting to carry them back to the scene shop.

"Thanks Pietro," Steve said.

"No problem, Steve," Pietro smiled at him. "Come on, let's get this done."

They finished cleaning up and then hurried to get the food from the teachers lounge after making sure everything was done. The whole cast gathered in the rows of seats with plates of food, talking and laughing. Steve and Tony joined them for a bit, but they didn't take any food. They planned to eat together and then spend the evening together at home. They stayed until everyone gathered on the stage to dance.

Tony linked arms with Steve and walked him out to the car. They buckled in and ended up just driving for a while. "A while" meaning the whole hour it took them to listen to the  soundtrack for Hairspray. When it was finished, Tony breached the question:

"Where do you want to eat?"

"Is Schawarma still open?"

"They shouldn't close for another hour."

"Let's go."

They drove to the other side of town and made it forty minutes before closing. They ordered their sandwiches and then sat across from each other in one of the booths. They talked and laughed and acted like the stupid, young couple they were; shared food and all that. After they were nearly kicked out of the restaurant at closing time, they hurried to the nearest all-night ice-cream shop and bought soft-serve before heading back to the car. They held hands as they walked and ate their ice cream cones.

"Steve?"

"Tony?"

"Did you have fun? Y'know, with all of this?"

Steve kissed his boyfriend's cheek with sticky lips, "I did. But next time, don't volunteer for me, alright?"

"Got it, big mama."

Steve shoved Tony before pulling him back in for a kiss.