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WHO: Tony, and YOU
TONE: Confused and adventuours
RATING: PG
WHEN: December 1st through 3rd
WHERE: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
WHAT: Tony's woken up 5 years old, in a place he's never been before.
NOTE: Tony is going to be all over the place, so let me know where you've come across him.

Waking up. Tony finds himself in bed with somebody else. Sitting up Tony looks around the room then he stares at the older boy for a second before patting his face.

"Hey? Hey?"

What he doesn't know, is that the boy he's patting is Bruce.

After a while he finds himself away from Bruce and is exploring Hogwarts, looking to see what kind of place this is and what he can get up to.

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[He squeals with laughter and squirms more.]

Argh! No! That's cheating, no fair!

[Smiles at the laughing and stops tickling but still walking.]

[With a loud sigh he flops lifelessly against Bruce, then mumbles.]

You are cruel and heartless and I don't want to meet even more people who's name I wont remember, and who will only care I'm Howard's son.

Oh trust me, no one here really gives a damn who's son you are so long as you just behave yourself.

[Pats his back and keeps walking until they get to the Hospital Wing.]

[He continues to just sag over him lifelessly]

Liar.

[Tickles him again.]

Come on, cheer up! Some day you'll study here or somewhere like it and be given lots of detention for being a brat.

[He tries to wiggle closer to Bruce's head to get away from his fingers.]

Hey! I'm not a brat. And I wont get detentions either.

...Hey?

Hmm? [Stops tickling, glancing up curiously and rearranging him so Tony's sitting on Bruce's shoulders.]

Woah.

[He fidgets a little as he get's his balance then rests his hands on Bruce's head. This was actually what he was going to ask for. So he feels the need to think up something else.]

What's it like, being at school here?

[Thinks a bit.]

It's not so bad. It's boarding school - full of ups and downs but still, I quite like it.

Got lots of friends? Or a girlfriend?

[Chuckles.]

No, no girlfriend, but I've got plenty of good friends.

How about a girl you want to make your girlfriend? What are your friends like? Are they fun?

[He leans forward so he can try and look at Bruce's face.]

[Chuckles at the boy's curiosity and shakes his head.]

Nah, I'm a nerd - we don't mix too well with girls. My friends are great - one can be a bit of a jerk sometimes because he's too smart for his own good and likes to show off, but for the most part he's good.

If you wore different glasses you wouldn't look like a nerd.

[Being the incorrigible kid he is, he takes off his glasses and sits up and puts them on himself]

Woah... And if he's such a jerk, why be friends with him? Jerk's shouldn't have friends.

[Stops walking when his glasses are taken.] Hey, I need those to see.

[Smiles and shakes his head.]

He's a jerk but he's still my friend. He gets lonely easily too, and no one likes that.

I like them, the world pulses.

[He bends over him again and works on carefully returning the glasses to their rightful nose and ears.]

Well if he get's lonely he should stop being a jerk.

[Closes eyes while Tony puts his glasses on, smiling a bit.]

Thank you - and he tries. I think it's just in his nature - only child syndro or something.

I'm an only child, I'm not a jerk.

[He shrugs.]

[Chuckles, continuing down the hall.]

You're right.

So there, he's a jerk and doesn't deserve friends. You already seem to nice for people like that anyway.

[Chuckles.]

Thanks, but if I'm not friends with him, who will be?

[Gets them to the Hospital Wing and deposits him on one of the beds.]

Wait here, yeah?

[Goes off to find one of the staff.]

That's his problem, not yours.

[Tony gives a loud sigh, to make himself sound as put out as possible]

Fiiiiine.

[He flops back onto the bed and stares up at the roof with a pout. Man he didn't like hospitals the smell so funny.]

[Returns with a nurse who smiles at Tony and examines him quickly, taking Bruce aside after and explaining that she can't cure this because she doesn't know the source of the spell - try leaving him as is for a couple of days, that's usually how long the castles random magic attacks last.

Bruce rubs the back of his neck and nods, trying not to look too worried and glancing back at Tony with a tired smile.]

Right... come on, breakfast time.

So? Is it Lupus?

[He sits on the edge of the bed looking so beyond bored with the situation.]

Edited 2012-12-29 12:29 (UTC)