“You’re too old for everything, Grandpa,” Tony says to remind Steve that he is well aware of his age and how stupid it is that he even brought it up. Tony is nearly twice Steve’s actual age and while he hadn’t fought in wars or been sick and poor for the majority of his life, he sort of literally is too old for any of this. At least his dad gave him some good genes, though Tony is pretty sure most of the thanks goes to his mother.
“What I said about letting things out— I’m right. I’ve been through a lot of therapy in my life. You’ve got to figure out a way to work that stuff off.” Tony is my no means suggesting that Steve work it off with him. But punching stuff seemed to have helped at least a little and working towards a goal is something they can both get behind as a form of release. “I’m going to need you level headed for this, for as long as it takes.”
And that will be the end of that discussion.
Besides, Steve will have some time to himself. When they return, Bruce and a talking raccoon are back at the compound and Tony gets to work making new enemies and catching up with old friends as they put their heads together to figure out how to turn the Ant Man suit into a time traveling device.
There are only a few explosions, and two heated shouting matches followed by death threats, but before the following day is over, Tony is ready to fill everyone in on what they’ve come up with.
It gives Nat the time she needs to finally sit with Steve, too, should he need that shoulder to cry on.
Tony gathers the group individually, or rather, he follows the familiar halls in one of the buildings on the compound to a room he had been in many, many times. It had been left like a shrine, like parents do for dead children. He hadn’t wanted to touch anything, save for flipping through sketch books when drunk.
And maybe putting an Iron Man bobble head on the window sill.
“Cap? Are you decent? I’ve been through too much to have myself emasculated by your nakedness,” Tony says, knocking on the door.
Hope the time skip is all right.
“What I said about letting things out— I’m right. I’ve been through a lot of therapy in my life. You’ve got to figure out a way to work that stuff off.” Tony is my no means suggesting that Steve work it off with him. But punching stuff seemed to have helped at least a little and working towards a goal is something they can both get behind as a form of release. “I’m going to need you level headed for this, for as long as it takes.”
And that will be the end of that discussion.
Besides, Steve will have some time to himself. When they return, Bruce and a talking raccoon are back at the compound and Tony gets to work making new enemies and catching up with old friends as they put their heads together to figure out how to turn the Ant Man suit into a time traveling device.
There are only a few explosions, and two heated shouting matches followed by death threats, but before the following day is over, Tony is ready to fill everyone in on what they’ve come up with.
It gives Nat the time she needs to finally sit with Steve, too, should he need that shoulder to cry on.
Tony gathers the group individually, or rather, he follows the familiar halls in one of the buildings on the compound to a room he had been in many, many times. It had been left like a shrine, like parents do for dead children. He hadn’t wanted to touch anything, save for flipping through sketch books when drunk.
And maybe putting an Iron Man bobble head on the window sill.
“Cap? Are you decent? I’ve been through too much to have myself emasculated by your nakedness,” Tony says, knocking on the door.