[Action // Locked to the Avengers House]

[goodinleather]

[Natasha once again, couldn't sleep, no matter how hard she tried. This time, she wasn't sure if it was just her, or insomnia, or waiting for the proverbial ball to drop, but this at at least her fourth or fifth night in a row. Natasha wore sleeplessness like she wore a familiar and favorite pair of shoes; very well. Half the time she didn't look

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[notbuiltforthis]

[Pepper was not expecting it to be Natasha, or for there to be so much.]

...Morning, Natasha. What's the occasion?

[goodinleather]

I got bored. [She replies naturally, moving a piece of hair out of her face.] I was going to make breakfast for Steve and I and it just happened.

[Not to mention she's been up all night, but we won't say that.]

[notbuiltforthis]

[Pepper is almost certain that this is the kind of cooking that happens when someone can't sleep (she's done it herself for the house) but she isn't sure if she is allowed to push any farther.]

I appreciate the accident. Have you eaten already?

[goodinleather]

[Pepper is 100% right. Natasha looks a bit tired, but it's not too bad. Also, when has that ever stopped Pepper before? PRY AWAY.]

Bits and pieces, here and there. I'll eat with you, if you want.

[notbuiltforthis]

Would you? We haven't gotten to talk much recently.

[Pepper plates one pancake and goes looking for the honey.]

[goodinleather]

I wouldn't mind at all. [Natasha is more of a waffle girl, so she plates a few, then tops it with powdered sugar and some fresh strawberries. The honey is by the syrup, Pepper.]

I assume that we'll have to take a plateful down to Tony?

[notbuiltforthis]

I'll do it when I'm done. If he's up he probably doesn't realize it's time for breakfast.

[She applies a lot of honey and sits at the table to eat, keeping her distance from those strawberries.]

So. Why couldn't you sleep, Natasha?