We're the kids in America,

[arrogantalloy]

WHO: Tony, Bruce, Thor, Steve, Clint, Natasha.
TONE: Vaction-y, and group bond-y.
RATING: PG
WHEN: Backdated (9th - 14th July)
WHERE: Heathrow Airport, and New York
WHAT: Tony is taking his collection of misfits to New York.
STATUS: Ongoing

[It's that time of year again when Tony packs up and goes to New York for a week or two. But this year is different. This year he's actually decided that not only does he have friends, but he likes them enough to invite them to his second home in his Upper East Side penthouse apartment.

He plans to make sure everyone has a good time and hope that it doesn't turn out to be the worst week of his life.]

Comments

[actuallyspeakslatin]

[Natasha waited until no one was around her room to do something she secretly enjoyed. She took her shoes off and climbed up on to the plush bed and started jumping up and down on it. After a few good jumps she fell back in to the blankets and was glad that she decided to go on the trip.]

[dropitlikeitshawk]

[You're never alone, Natasha. Clint will always show up to watch you do all the stupid stuff no one knows about.] Ya could jump 'igher wit'aht the blankets.

[actuallyspeakslatin]

[She's not going to sit up, she knows it's Clint. She will throw a pillow at him though.]

That's for tomorrow when I've had time to sleep in the bed, all by myself since I have my own room.

[dropitlikeitshawk]

[He throws up his arm to protect his precious face from the pillow assault.] Well, aintcha the lucky twist? At least ya don' 'ave to share a room wit' a big, snorin' rock.

[actuallyspeakslatin]

It's not my fault that Mr. Jarvis realized that I'm too delicate to share a room with the rest of you.

[dropitlikeitshawk]

[He just laaaughs.] Yer delicate? Yer a sorry cryer, ya know that?

[actuallyspeakslatin]

You're just jealous that you're going to have to ask nicely if I'll let you crash in my room.

[dropitlikeitshawk]

I don' 'ave to ask ya for anythin'. I could jus' camp on the couch if I want.

[actuallyspeakslatin]

I suppose that is true. A lumpy couch is better than sleeping next to a snoring rock.