Breakfast Woes
“Did you know that eggs explode if you put them in the microwave?” Tony asked, his voice sounding small and quiet, no doubt still in shock from his experience earlier. He had a quilt wrapped around his shoulders and looked rather pitiful as he sat in the kitchen table, as far away from the evil cooking appliances as he could get.
“Yes Tony.” Steve replied, trying not to smile as he focused on the simple porridge he was making, Loki helping silently at his side by chopping up some fresh fruit. The poor kid still seemed rather in shock after seeing his caretaker defeated by what should have been their breakfast.
“And oil...” Tony whimpered, his hands shaking as they ran through his now clean hair. “It jumps! Actually jumps out of the pot, and if you add water or god forbid ice...” The man shivered, and burrowed deeper into his quilt.
Steve winced, making Loki look up at him in curiosity. He smiled reassuringly at the young teen before humming in agreement to Tony. Best to just let the genius get this out of his system.
Probably safer for them all that way.
“I was just trying to make some eggs…” Tony whimpered, looking down at his cup of coffee with shaking hands. “It was just eggs...” He whispered bewilderingly.
Steve coughed to hide the laughter that wanted to bubble out of his throat while turning off the stove top, the only thing still functional in Tony's kitchen before pouring a good serving of the porridge into three separate bowls. Loki catching on quickly added some fruit to each one. He added several blueberries to Tony's bowl, before thinking better of it and just adding the whole container.
Steve smiled, kid was catching on quick.
Steve took his and Tony's bowl to the kitchen island, looking back to make sure Loki was following with his own before sitting down. Tony whimpered at the bowl before hesitantly bringing it closer. Sniffing it discreetly he relaxed at the lack of burnt smell to it and took hold of his spoon, munching mostly on the blueberries on top while keeping a firm grip on his quilt with his other hand.
Steve and Loki just ate quietly, not willing to draw the slightly catatonic and bewildered genius's attention towards them.
Tony sighed in contentment as he started to mix the blueberries into his porridge until it all became a blue goopy mess. He looked up at Steve, before pouting for a moment.
“Any chance you've changed your mind about moving in?”
Steve stared at him blankly, he'd already made his decision some time ago; but had wanted to wait till the right moment before saying anything.
It was healthy to make the genius suffer every now and then after all, might even help Tony gain a modicum of patience one day. Though that may be more wishful thinking then anything else.
“Will you stop burning down your house if I do?” At Tony's eager nod he sighed, shaking his head in amusement. “Fine.” Tony smiled brightly at him before turning to his breakfast with far more vigor then before. Steve just chuckled before turning his attention back to the rather curious teen sitting beside him. “Well guess we'll be getting to know each other a bit more from now on.”
Loki nodded and smile. “That would be wonderful.” He looked up at Tony before moving a bit closer to Steve. “His powers with the hearth are quite powerful but untrained I fear. I've never seen such a blaze of fire appear from a bowl of mere water before.”
Tony whimpered, muttering something about oil again as Steve stifled a laugh that was threatening to burst out.
He had a feeling that he and Loki were going to get along just fine.