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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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Nope. Deal with it.

[Ruffles hair and starts heading out the door.]

Coming?

You're so bossy, you know that right?

[He tries to fix his hair as he shuffles after him.]

Sometimes I can be. [Smiles, reaching down to fix Tony's hair for him before taking his hand and leading him out the dorms and down the moving stairs.]

Well I don't like it. So you can stop being bossy.

[He snuggles into the scarf a little as they head out down the stairs.]

This smells like oil.

Mm, the owner likes tinkering with engines and stuff.

Really?! Me too, I build an engine, the whole engine by myself last year!

[He looks up looking very proud with himself, and a little excited.]

Think I could meet him?

Really? Nice job. [Chuckles.]

Mm, maybe. He seems to have gone wandering off somewhere. [Chuckles, leading him towards one of the exits to the school grounds.]

Well that's annoying of hi- .. Is he the jerk friend?

Yeah. [Snorts, opening the doors and stepping out into the snow.]

[He starts to whine.]

I don't want to wear ... Jerk... Clothes.

[His eyes widen in excitement at the snow.]

Woah, it's so thick!

[Rolls eyes at 'jerk clothes' and just keeps walking into the snow, crouching down to start making a ball.]

Yup, we had a fair bit come down this morning.

[He just runs out into it looking really excited.]

We never get this much in New York!

[He kicks the snow experimentally grinning madly as it sprays everywhere.

[Chuckles at his enthusiasm and straightens, holding the ready snow ball behind him.]

Definitely not. Also makes it hard to do this- [Flings snowball to hit Tony in the back, grinning as it sprays on impact.]

Fwaoooor!!!

[Having never really played with other kids the feeling of getting hit with a snowball is weird and cold]

No fair! Where's the warning!?

[Crouching down he starts scooping up snow to make into a ball. While he never really had been in a snow ball fight, he has watched them be made of TV. He tries to throw it back, but falls short of Bruce and quickly starts making another one.]

[Grins and starts building up his ammo around him, flinging another ball at Tony to splat at his shoes.]

[Tony laughs and comes closer workings up some more balls and starting to throw them at Bruce, his aim improving with each ball he throws.]

[Squawks when one hits the back of his neck under his scarf, grinning still and retaliating in full force.]

Take that!

[He cops one in the face and stumbles back, landing on his butt.]

You're cheating! You're arms are longer than mine, that means more force behind it!

[Grins and stops throwing them.] Yeah well you're smaller and lighter than me, you should be better at dodging.

But the snow's deep and I've never actually done this before

[Then he throws two at once at him.]

[Yelps and falls over as one hits him in the face, laughing and sprawling out on his back.]

[Giving a victory cheer and a fist punch to the air, Tony comes running over and ignoring how he should behave according to his mother, instead just flops down onto Bruce while laughing.]

You know. You're really fun.

Oof-! [Gasps for air when Tony lands on him, snorting and patting the kid's back.]

Eh, not really, lots of people find me boring. Want to make a snow man?

[Putting his much smaller hands on the teens chest, Tony tilts his head while he looks down at him]

But you're fun, how can you be boring? That's an oxymoron, you know. And duh, of course I want to make a snow man, can it have a top hat or something?

Sure it can. [Smiles and sits up.]

Come on then, I can't make a snow man on my back.