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| Because I've got another RP I'm doing with my Bruce. |
| Where they're teenagers in highschool. XD |
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 Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 1:03 pm
Bruce laughed, “this is tony, he is a deprived rich kid who doesn’t eat real food, i invited him to stay with us for dinner.” he offered in explanation. Smiling when everyone started to settle around the table, “alright everyone, dig in.” he said nudging tony with his elbow and whispering, “now you can have a roll”
Tony made up for his former roll-lessness by taking two and putting them on his plate. He quickly picked up on the fact that everyone was passing things to the side once they had taken what they wanted-- it wasn't just a massive free-for-all. The etiquette was a foreign concept to the 17-year old, but he handed the roll basket off to his left to Jennifer, really hoping he wouldn't screw something up and embarrass himself and/or Bruce. This was like one of his first experiences /at/ a dinner table /with/ a family-- yeah, he'd been dragged off to a few celebration dinners and charity banquets his father had been involved with, but no one expected anything of him then, all attention was on his dad and he had just faded into the background ignored. This was different, he was being treated like an equal, one of the family, and it felt like his heart was swelling in his chest. He whispered back to Bruce, "You really do this /every/ night?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 1:24 pm
“most the time yeah, i mean sometimes we’ll have take out… or sometimes we’ll watch a movie instead of eating at the table but most nights this is it.” he replied putting some chicken onto his plate before passing it to tony. “why? enjoying yourself?” he asked smiling.
He didn't know why that answer should come as such a surprise to him, why it would be so hard to believe. /This/ was considered normal, /this/ was a functional family that cared about one another, cared enough to spend time together and eat a meal. As happy as Tony was to be here, it also made him hurt to know this was what he had been missing, what he had never had... Tony took the chicken from Bruce with a small nod and smile, placing a breast on his plate, along with some segments of carrot and potato. Scratch that, not never... he could dimly remember some approximation to this, back before his mother died. She had made supper and tried to keep the family together, insisting Howard come out of the lab and eat with them. It was too bad he couldn't remember more than trying to get out of eating his veggies, that was just about all that was important when you were that young. He popped a carrot in his mouth to stop thinking about it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 1:37 pm
Bruce frowned, setteling his hand lightly on tony’s knee and squeezing comfortingly. he didnt know what the face was about but he was pretty sure it had something to do with the obvious lack of attention he had recived his whole life. he glanced around the room, “so how was work… or school depending on who you are?” he asked smiling.
Tony was glad for the conversation Bruce's question started, it gave him something to listen to as everyone began talking about their respective days. That and the warm presence on his knee under the table made him smile covertly. He chewed his way through his rolls and chicken and even some salad, not that he was a big fan of the leafy green stuff, but Bruce had prepared it, so he was damn well gonna try it. Soon he was chatting with them and having a good time.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 1:55 pm
Bruce laughed, eating his chicken and salad poking at the potatoes and other things of the like. Enjoying the conversation until Alex said something about enjoying her day until she came home to see her baby cousin making out with a guy he claims isnt his boyfriend. Well then he turned beat red and glared at her. “I… um… yeah.” he mumbled not really thinking of any explanation because that was exactly what had happened.
"Ooh, you are just /evil/," Tony stuck out his tongue at her for letting the cat out of the bag. "We're also holding hands under the table," he took Bruce's hand and held it up proudly so it could be seen. "I'm sure you've /never/ made out with a boy in the kitchen, Alex," he shot back with a grin.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 2:06 pm
If it was possible, Bruce’s face got redder. He was just going to leave tony to do the talking here because, uh. yeah he wasnt so good with words, instead he took a rather large bite of chicken and avoided everyones eyes. This was the part he didnt like, everyones attention being on him it bothered him.
A few choice exchanges later and they were laughing again; Tony was relatively successful at getting people on his good side and staying there unless he did something truly stupid. "Oh, and fair warning," he added then, putting down his fork to motion, "someone else will have to cook tomorrow, cuz bookworm and I are going to the Computer Science and Innovation museum." He grinned a mile wide. "Alex, you have permission to dress him."
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 2:50 pm
“I still resent the idea that i cant dress myself.” he muttered, he could dress himself… Alex just did it better. “you know you just gave permission to the only person in this house who is not a paid fashion designer.” he said laughing and taking his last bite before pushing his plate away with a smirk. “now you might start a problem. “
"Problem-schmoblem," Tony dismissed with a wave. That smirk on Bruce's face was irresistable. He leaned over and planted one right on his smiling lips. The whole family knew about them now anyway, so why the heck not go for broke?
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 2:51 pm
Bruce pushed him away, “alright, we really need to work on your table manners.” he said with a laugh. “most important being no kissing me at the table.” he said smiling as his family nodded in agreement.
"Then let's get away from the table...!" Tony gave a fake pout, tugging on Bruce's arm, his typical impatience showing through.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 2:53 pm
Bruce laughed, standing up and patting tony on the head. “Eat your chicken.” he said with a smile, picking up his plate and his cup and bringing them over to the sink. “anybody want ice cream?” he asked pulling out a large tub from the freezer along with whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and cherries.
Tony's mouth fell open at the offer of dessert. "Me! Me me me me me!" he waved a hand high up in the air above him. He was well aware he was acting about five, but honestly, he didn't care, they were talking about ice cream with chocolate and /cherries/ here, who /wouldn't/ be ecstatic? The 17-year old promptly stuffed the rest of his dinner in his mouth so there could be no objections about 'finishing his dinner first'. "All done, see?" he displayed his clean plate.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 2:55 pm
Bruce was pretty sure that six pairs of eyes were rolled at that exact moment. “You are such a five year old, Come on, plate in the sink come help me.” he said unable to not smile. “My first friend and i choose a five year old.” he said to his family with a smile as they all confirmed that they would also like some ice cream.
Tony hopped up to do just that, placing his dirty plate in the sink on top of Bruce's and going to the cupboard where he had watched the other teen get dishware to set the table before. He pulled down seven bowls and set them out on the counter so Bruce could start scooping it out, holding the chocolate sauce and whipped cream at the ready.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 3:11 pm
Bruce smiled, scooping the ice cream into the bowls. He grabbed the last one before tony could add any of the toppings to it like he was about to do to the other ones and walked it over to the cupboard, pulling out the nutella and putting a large spoonfull into his bowl and mixing it around. it wasnt his fault they didnt make hazelnut flavored ice cream. He dipped his finger into the nutella before screwing the top back on and making his way back over to the counter, “tony…” he said laughing and wiping the chocolaty substance onto his nose when he turned around.
"Again?" Tony laughed as he found his nose covered yet again by Bruce's antics. In retribution, he squirted the whipped cream out of the nozzle and it landed on the other teen's cheek.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 3:31 pm
“yes aga…oof” bruce said reaching up to wipe the whipped cream off of his face and lick it off his finger, “alright alright, lets actually give these people their ice cream and possibly stip flirting so much because oh god you dont even want to know the large family talk im gonna get when you leave.” he said with a smirk, plopping cherries on top of the ice cream and then bringing them all over to the table. sadly realizing that he didnt have any whiipped cream or a cherry on his ice cream and quickly standing back up prepared to wrestle the container out of tony’s hands if need be.
Tony just chuckled, watching Bruce deliver the ice cream bowls. He would have to leave eventually; it was only getting later. "Looking for this?" he grinned, shaking the whipped cream. "Say when, cute-stuf," he winked, beginning to lump it on top of Bruce's ice-cream-nutella-amalgamation.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 3:43 pm
“when.” he said with a smile actually kind of liking the nick name. “thanks babe.” he said with a laugh, kissing tony’s nose before he walked back over to the table digging into his dessert.
"Did you seriously... just call me 'babe'?" Tony bit half of his lip in an attempt to not bust a gut, that was a pretty girly pet-name, but what the heck, some rules were meant to be broken. He brought the whipped cream with him to the table in case he or anyone else wanted extra and started nomming his own ice cream, savoring the combination of cool sweetnesses on his tongue.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 3:53 pm
“you called me cute stuff.” he replied waving his spoon in the air as he replied. “plus whats wrong with babe?” he asked noting the laughs that his family was emitting.
"It's like, something you'd call a chick. Like, out on the beach," Tony laughed, licking his spoon clean before digging in for another bite.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 4:01 pm
“oh wah.” bruce replied with a laugh, “get used to it….babe.” he said grinning taking the last few bites of his ice cream.
"Maybe I will... /Brucie/," he shot back, sticking out his ice cream coated tongue. He'd get him back. Tony grabbed the spray container and carefully squirted it out to make a goatee of whipped cream to cover his own facial hair. "Check it," he pointed, being a total goofball.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 4:20 pm
“Come on tony, stop being a child. Whipped cream is expensive.” he said taking the whipped cream back and walking over to the sinks once again, washing out all the dishes while his family added more and more to the pile.
"Okay, I'll be good," Tony promised, though who knew how long that promise was actually going to be good for. When he got done licking it all off, he looked at the huge stack of plates and bowls with wide eyes, only realizing now how much of a chore dinner in non-throw-away containers could be. He glanced about, locating a hand towel. "Want me to dry?" he offered.
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