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Tony will take whatever he can get from Steve, which is pathetic, because he’s not even really friends with him.
Or, the highschool!AU where Pepper is Tony's much-needed therapist, Darcy is his parter in crime, Bruce needs to go through puberty, Clint shows up to school with bruises and Steve just wants everyone to get through this intact.
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Strays
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这篇真让我意外。。。大型青春惨痛物语 居然没怎么提到howard
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strays by Anonymous
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“Hey,” Bruce had said, trying to move his head the absolute minimal amount he possibly could while propped up on the window. “When did you first realize you were an adult?”
She hadn’t said anything, and for a minute Bruce had thought she hadn’t heard him, but then she had said, “You know how there’s the primary school, the middle school and the high school, like, three blocks apart from each other?”
Bruce had nodded.
“Yeah,” Pepper had said, not looking at him, still concentrating on the road even though they had been stopped at a red light. “I have to drive past those to get to and back from work, and last year I got to go home early because my client cancelled. School had just got out, it was absolutely pissing down rain and I could barely see out the windshield.”
She had paused to change gears, and still didn’t look at him while she did it. “And I was driving past the primary school, and literally every second kid had an umbrella. Every one and a half kid, even. And shut up, you’re drunk so that should make sense.”
Bruce had grunted, and had watched Pepper’s smile twitch.
“Anyway, almost everyone had an umbrella and a parent holding it over their heads as they ran to their cars, or over each other’s head as they walked home, or whatever. And I didn’t think anything of it before I drove past the middle school, and only half of them had umbrellas, and the rest of them were just making a break for it. Maybe a dozen of them had their parents with them. And then I drove past the high school, and the gutters were flooding over, and next to none of them had umbrellas. None of them had parents with them, and everyone was covering their heads and running for the bus. And there I was, in a car, because apparently I wasn’t them anymore and I didn’t have to run through the rain, or hold umbrellas over people’s heads, or vice versa. Or something. And it was an embarrassingly stupid revelation, and I felt stupid while having it, and I’m counting on you to take this very seriously and find it hauntingly meaningful because you’re at that point where you’re going to get home and spend an hour or so bent over your toilet bowl. Good luck with that, by the way.”