Narrator's POV

"Bye guys." Tony told Peter and Oliver as they walked out the door for school. Peter was taking Oliver to school.

"Bye Dad." Peter waved him goodbye and took Oliver Bye the hand.

"Bye Papa." Oliver said, walking with his big brother.

Tony smiled and watched them disappear down the street. He went back inside and ran to his and Stephen's room.

"Oh Stepheeeeennnnn~" Tony sang as he entered the darkened room. He flickered the lights on.

Stephen shifted in the sheets. "Tony." He groaned and pulled the covers over him. He was so warm, so soft in the white linen. The room fell into a sudden silence. Ah, finally some peace and quiet. He turned over in the sheets.

"What are we hiding from?" Tony asked, appearing suddenly beside Stephen.

"Tony!" Stephen shoved a pillow in his face and turned the other way, getting out of bed.

"What? Aww, did I wake you up from your nappy nap?" Tony asked, sitting up in the bed smiling. He watched Stephen walk to the bathroom.

"Nappy nap?" Stephen asked turning around at the doorway into the bathroom. "I had the late shift. It's six in the morning. I'm tired. My body hurts." Stephen said, agitated.

"You're so cute when you're mad." Tony said, smiling like an idiot to his husband.

"Go to hell Stark." Stephen growled and threw a small face towel at Tony. He turned his back to him, fixing to close the door when something softly hit him in the back. He stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around. He saw the small face towel on the ground behind him. He looked at Tony, who was smiling at him. "Are you serious right now?"

"What?" Tony asked, looking all innocent.

"I'm actually going to fucking kill you." Stephen said.

"Nah. You love me too mu-" Tony was cut off by a soap bar that hit him in the forehead. "Ow, Stephen what the fu-" Stephen jumped on Tony and held him in a headlock. "O-Okay Stephen. I think th-that's enough."

"You forget Stark. I used to cut people." Stephen growled as he struggled a bit to keep Tony in the head lock.

"You were a doctor." Tony managed to get out, trying to get Stephen off of him.

"I had bad days." Stephen said.

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Stephen stood at the other side of the island in the kitchen, drinking lavender tea and reading a book. Tony sat across from him, holding an ice pack to his head. He moved it a bit.

"Don't move it. You'll only make it worse." Stephen said, keeping his eyes on the book.

Tony groaned, he put the ice pack on the counter top. "Now I know not to disturb the sorcerer supreme when he hasn't had his beauty sleep." Tony said.

"Mhm." Stephen nodded, flipping the page of his book and continuing his reading.

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"Stephen! Stephen! Stephen!" Tony ran to the library, disturbing the silence that fell upon it.

"Oh my fucking..." Stephen groaned, rolling his eyes. He was meditating, floating peacefully in the air, trying to ease his mind...well, until Tony came in and disturbed it. He turned around, facing Tony, who had a box in his hands. "What?" He asked.

"They came in." Tony said, smiling. He shoved the box into Stephen's face.

Stephen pushed the box away. "What is it?" He asked.

Tony snickered and set the box on a table near by and began to open the box. "You remember that story I told you about when I was little I asked for these yellow and orange rain boots, but my father never really paid attention to me?" Tony said, throwing foam peanuts all about the place.

"Yes." Stephen answered, trying to peek over Tony's shoulder.

"Well..." Tony turned around, holding a pair of yellow and orange rain boots. "I finally got them." He smiled brightly.

"Oh." Stephen said.

Tony sat on the floor and put them on. He looked at them. "They're perfect."

Stephen gave a small smile. This was so stupid. "Yeah. Yeah I guess they are."

Tony's smile faded when he looked out the window. It was sunny and bright outside. "But how am I going to use them if there's no rain and no puddles to jump in?"

"Looks like you'll just have to wait for a rainy day." Stephen said, turning his back to Tony and walking over to a bookshelf; getting a book.

"Wait wait." Tony stood up. He went over to Stephen. "Can't you alter the weather and stuff?" Tony asked. "Can't you make it rain?"

"Tony, it's a nice day outside. I'm not going to ruin it for everyone else." Stephen said with a stack of books in his arms.

"Please Stephen? Pleeeeaaasssssseeeeee?" Tony whined.

"No." Stephen answered.

"Please? Please? Please? Pretty please?"

"Tony, no." Stephen walked over to a table and put the books down. He began to read one.

"Please? Just this once. Please." Tony begged.

"Tony no. I can't. I'd be breaking so many rules." Stephen said.

"Stephen-"

"Tony I said no. No means no. Now go away. I have things to study." Stephen said.

Tony let his head fall. "Okay..." He began to walk away slowly, sadly.

Stephen kept looking through the book he was reading, his eyes wanting to look back at Tony. He had to be strong. This wasn't going to work. Tony was not going to guilt trip him. Nope. Nope. Nope. He must resist. Levi began to flap his collar against Stephen's face, trying to keep him from looking back at Tony. Come on, just a little longer. He's almost out of the room. Come on. Stephen shut his eyes tightly.

His head fell. He sighed in defeat.

"I could do something else instead..."

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Stephen shook his head as he watched Tony jump around the shower. Stephen had turned the shower on upstairs, it was a large walk in shower for two people, and let Tony splash around in there to play with his new rain boots.

"Woo-hoo! Stephen look at me, look at me." Tony jumped around.

Stephen shook his head, giving a small smile.

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"I think we need to stop funding the local croissant shop. Sorry Thor." Tony said to Thor. He had assembled the Avengers at the tower for a meeting about funding. Stephen was standing at his side. "We should start contributing more to the schools and hospitals. And probably start sending more to construction." Tony looked at Bruce. "Our goal is not to cripple every building in the city."

"Which brings me to the point." Stephen started. Tony went silent. "We've been receiving strong dark magic waves coming from a rip in time. Nat." Stephen looked at her.

All the attention was to her. She pushed a red light on the glass table. A projection of what Stephen was talking about appeared. Everyone looked. Tony and Stephen fell silent, observing.

"Stephen is right. Abnormalities have been breaching through this rip and causing all types of destruction..." Natasha continued.

Tony's and Stephen's complete attention was on her. They were unaware that naughty Levi had a plan in mind. He moved very carefully and slowly so Stephen wouldn't be able to feel him moving. He approached Tony's behind.

-SLAP-

Every one looked back at the noise. Tony jerked a little forward. He looked at Stephen, who was wide eyed. He knew what Levi had done.

"Oh Mister Doctor!" Tony laughed, blushing. He stuck his butt out to Stephen.

Stephen grew embarrassed. His face was red. He was panicking. "It wasn't me!" He said. Levi flapped, as if he was giggling.

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Tony was reading a mechanics book sitting on the couch in the living room, peacefully. It was nice sometimes when the house was quiet, he had time to actually think. It was so nice.

Levi dashed across the living room and into the library.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Stephen ran past Tony, following Levi.

Tony stopped reading. He put the book down. Had Stephen just run across the living room naked?

He got up and went to investigate. He entered the library. Stephen was tugging on Levi.

"I swear on the time stone, I will tear you apart thread by threa-" Stephen stopped when he saw Tony standing at the doorway. "Uhh..."

Tony dropped his mechanics book, staring at his husband's naked body. "Stephen..."

"I can explain. It not-"

"Friday close the blinds and lock all the doors." Tony said, stepping into the library.

Yes sir

"Um, Tony what are y-"

"I have an idea."

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"Oh yeah?" Peter laughed as he carried Oliver over his shoulder.

"Yeah." Oliver said.

"Dads we're home." Peter shouted. "And we're hungry!"

"We're hungry!" Oliver repeated.

Peter came into the living room. He saw Stephen and Tony. They were both dressed in onesies. Tony was wearing a Piglet onesie while Stephen wore a Winnie the Pooh one. They both had "Uno" cards in their hands.

"Oh, welcome home offspring." Tony said.

Peter put Oliver down. He ran off somewhere.

"So what have you both been up to all day?"