FMA/Avengers Crossover Ficlets, "Crossing Over" 4-5/?
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Title: Paid For
Fandom: Iron Man - Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters/Pairings: Winry Rockbell, Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts
Author: evil_little_dog
Words: 400
Rating: K+
Summary: Tony Stark doesn’t want to pay for these kids.
Warnings: A very silly crossover.
Disclaimer: Seriously, if I owned any of this, I’d be living in a much nicer place.
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“So, on your world,” Mr. Stark asked, a slice of pizza in hand. “You have alchemists instead of scientists? How does that work?”
Winry tuned out the discussion. She knew as much as she wanted to know about alchemists, and alchemy, and instead, nibbled on the pizza, thinking it was one of the tastier things she’d ever eaten. She wondered if she could get a recipe, and serve it at home.
“Miss Rockbell,” someone said, and she glanced up, curious.
“Yes, Miss Potts?”
“I was thinking, Colonel Fury sent you and your friends here without any clothes, or other supplies you might need. Perhaps you and I should do some shopping.”
“That’d be great!”
“On Colonel Fury’s bill, of course,” Mr.Stark interjected smoothly. “Since, technically, you’re his guests, and I’m just furnishing a place for you to stay. And Pepper, remember to add this meal to the bill.”
Miss Potts rolled her eyes. “You can afford it, Tony.”
“It’s the principle of the thing, Pepper.” He saluted her with the pizza slice. “And I am a man of my principles.”
“Oh, please,” Miss Potts said.
Mr. Stark raised his eyebrows. “I am. And, anyway,” he shifted closer to her, “this isn’t something we should be discussing in front of the kids.”
“We’re not kids,” Ed growled, and it was Winry’s turn to roll her eyes. She kicked him under the table, making him yip.
“Shut up, Ed,” she told him sweetly, and Al snickered in response to Ed’s snarl.
“Hmm, kicking him under the table, why didn’t I think of that,” Miss Potts said, though she was looking at Mr. Stark rather than Ed.
“You wouldn’t dare,” Mr. Stark told her. “Remember, I do still write your paycheck.”
“I think the board does that now,” she said blandly.
“Yes, well, I still have some sort of say in what happens with my company, despite you being the CEO,” Mr. Stark told her, “and I also think that my money should not be used for Nick Fury’s guests.”
“Whatever,” Ed grumbled, “you don’t have to give us anything. We don’t need any handouts.”
“Ed!” Al and she both said his name at the same time, but Winry punctuated it with another kick at his shin. He never learned to dodge those for some reason.
“Damn it, Winry!”
“Ed! Manners!” Al smacked his shoulder, and this time, it was Mr. Stark who giggled.
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Title: Nighttime Duties
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist/The Avengers MCU
Characters/Pairings: Tony/Pepper, Edward/Winry, Alphonse
Author: evil_little_dog
Words: 693
Rating: K+
Summary: Discussing plans on where everyone should stay is a good idea.
Warnings: Silly crossover. Yay!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nope.
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“All right,” Pepper said, after the pizza had been eaten, and the remains cleaned up, “I think it’s time for me to go home.”
“Oh, you could stay over,” Tony said, giving her an arch look that she translated as, Don’t leave me alone with a bunch of kids. Or maybe, Please don’t leave, and I’ll make it up to you, preferably in bed, but I’m willing to negotiate other perks.
“I could, but,” Pepper’s eyes settled on the blond girl settled between the two young men. “I believe Miss Rockbell would feel more settled elsewhere.”
“What?” Edward’s eyes narrowed as he popped halfway up off the sofa. “No way. That wasn’t part of the deal. We stick together.”
“Oh, Ed,” Winry rolled her eyes. “What’s going to happen?”
He showed her teeth, and it wasn’t very pretty. “Do you want me to make a list? Al and I’ve been watching the news here,” and there was a slight wobble on ‘watching’, which made Pepper wonder what their world could possibly be like. “There are a lot more crazies out there than there are in Risembool or Rush Valley. This city was just attacked by - by things that make that Father bastard look like nothing.”
‘Father bastard?’ Pepper caught Tony’s eyebrows dance at that particular phrase. “I promise, Miss Rockbell will be safe with me, in my apartment. Happy will drive us there, and we’ll be back tomorrow morning.” Tony’s eyebrows waggled some more. Pepper translated it as, No, really, please don’t leave me with the kids. “And tomorrow, we can get you some new clothes, and other necessary items.”
“I don’t like this,” Ed folded his arms over his chest, glaring at her.
“I don’t, either.” The firmness in Al’s voice made Pepper glance his way. “We don’t know what brought us here. If we’re separated, how do we know that it won’t send Winry home by herself, or send Ed and me, and leave her behind?”
Tony held up a finger. “He does have a point, Pepper. A very good one. I’d hate for them to be separated.” His frown described the horrors he’d feel at having to deal with the kids if they were split up, and, she thought if she pressed, he might actually do ‘the going down on his knees thing to plead for them to stay together’ - if she stayed here, too.
“Al’s right, Miss Potts,” Winry told her. “If that - ” her hands described a circle, or something unexplainable.
“Gate,” Ed supplied.
“ - opened while I was somewhere else.” She shuddered.
“So we have to stay together,” Al said, and looped a comforting arm around Winry’s shoulders, giving her a squeeze.
Ed glared at both Pepper and Tony. “Yeah.”
Tony spread his hands. “So, they have to stay together.” A sudden gleam in his eyes let Pepper know he was about to say something she’d regret.
So she stopped him with a, “No.”
“But - ”
“Your place has a lot more room.”
Tony folded his arms, and his sulk actually resembled Ed’s. Not that Pepper would tell him. Or Ed, for that matter. “Fine.”
“Besides,” Winry said brightly, “I can get an earlier start on designing hands for your robots, Mr. Stark.”
Of course she could. And Tony’s brow furrowed a little at that, probably because he hadn’t designed hands for his robots. “Right. Well, I guess I’d better show you to your rooms…” Getting to his feet, he shot Pepper a final look.
She smiled tightly. “Well. I suppose I should tell you three to have a good night, and sleep well. Tony, I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” Before he - or his eyebrows - could protest, Pepper headed for the door. Really, she needed a little time to process this, but at least this time, she wouldn’t have to worry about Tony dying.
Right?
“Jarvis, can you tell Happy that I’ll need a ride home?” she asked, stepping into the elevator.
“Of course, Miss Potts,” the A.I. said. “Have a good evening.”
Pepper smiled. “I’m sure I will.” But maybe she’d better rethink that idea about Tony, she added to herself, as the elevator whisked her away.
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