Mad House (Frostiron)
@teckmonky I was inspired by your Wine Mom Loki~
It had been eight years since the disastrous Civil War, seven since Tony quit being an Avenger, and three since the accords were ratified to Steve’s liking and the rogue Avengers came back.
But without Tony as an Avenger and with the US garnishing their wages to pay reparations to all the people they’d hurt and infrastructure they damaged during the Civil War, money was tight.
The Avengers couldn’t afford the upkeep or rent for the Avengers Compound. The cost for jet fuel for the quinjets was mind blowing. Their gear was falling apart and they didn’t have enough money to get specialists to fix them.
So Steve was going to Tony, hat in hand.
They hadn’t spoken since Steve reached out to him when the accords had been ratified, and when he had Tony had brushed him off, stating he didn’t have time for empty apologies. Steve bit back his anger and tried to convince him to join the Avengers again, but Tony told him the group wasn’t worth his time.
It was a bit embarrassing to ask him for money, but not as bad as when he’d been a dancing monkey raising war bonds.
Stark Tower seemed to loom over him with a malicious glare.
All the windows had been tinted, making it harder to look through them from the outside.
As Steve walked into the lobby he gawped at the new design. He could only describe it as razor sharp and intimidating.
It clashed with the wholesome look that Steve favored.
He was so caught up in his staring that he didn’t notice the adolescent girl that was nearing him.
She was walking backwards and flipping off the cameras. She walked straight into Steve and spun around.
“Watch it, fuck face!” she said loudly, making Steve reel
backwards. She stormed off before he could formulate a response.
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