Steve insisted on having the Sunday Times in the paper version, despite Tony's repeated assertions that he was, "Killing the trees. Why do you hate the Earth, Captain America?"
But even Tony would join on Sunday mornings, when the four of them stayed in bed, or maybe made it as far as the kitchen table, each taking sections, sharing or switching. Pepper liked to sometimes snuggle in next to Natasha, or slip into her lap and look at the advertisements, read the Fashion section with her.
Tony had learned to pay attention to what seemed to interest them, as it almost always made a good gift. Steve had more than once drawn them on Sunday mornings. Pepper had a box for his drawings, he knew, she collected a kept all of them.
Steve was good at nail painting, patient and with the correct amount of stillness, and Pepper loved the feel of him holding her hand with one of his, painting the nails with the other. Natasha taught her the secrets of pressure point massage and Pepper would return the favor with foot massages.
Tony bought Natasha things-hair clips and jewelry and warm blankets and books and whatever he thought might make her smile-until she kissed him and said, "Stop, stop acting like I stay with you for your money."
Tony wasn't sure why she did stay if it wasn't for that, but he stopped all the same.
In the spring Tony set up a baseball diamond atop the Tower-and a force field for any stray balls-and the four of them played ridiculous, two-on-two games that involved more laughter than anything. In the evenings, they'd let Steve pick the game he wanted to watch and stay with him, even if they weren't really watching.
By fall, Tony would allow each of them to drag him out of the lab in their own way. That was perhaps Pepper's favorite thing about the four of them.
But even Tony would join on Sunday mornings, when the four of them stayed in bed, or maybe made it as far as the kitchen table, each taking sections, sharing or switching. Pepper liked to sometimes snuggle in next to Natasha, or slip into her lap and look at the advertisements, read the Fashion section with her.
Tony had learned to pay attention to what seemed to interest them, as it almost always made a good gift. Steve had more than once drawn them on Sunday mornings. Pepper had a box for his drawings, he knew, she collected a kept all of them.
Steve was good at nail painting, patient and with the correct amount of stillness, and Pepper loved the feel of him holding her hand with one of his, painting the nails with the other. Natasha taught her the secrets of pressure point massage and Pepper would return the favor with foot massages.
Tony bought Natasha things-hair clips and jewelry and warm blankets and books and whatever he thought might make her smile-until she kissed him and said, "Stop, stop acting like I stay with you for your money."
Tony wasn't sure why she did stay if it wasn't for that, but he stopped all the same.
In the spring Tony set up a baseball diamond atop the Tower-and a force field for any stray balls-and the four of them played ridiculous, two-on-two games that involved more laughter than anything. In the evenings, they'd let Steve pick the game he wanted to watch and stay with him, even if they weren't really watching.
By fall, Tony would allow each of them to drag him out of the lab in their own way. That was perhaps Pepper's favorite thing about the four of them.
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