He smacked the call button for the elevator, and gawked when the doors slid silently back to reveal Fury.
"How long have you just been lurking there? Seriously? Do all of you have nothing better to do than ambush me in elevators?" He got in, because if he didn't get in, Fury would come out after him. The doors slid shut.
"Now, what did you do this time?" Fury said, in a surprisingly non-judgemental tone, and Tony threw up his hands. At this point, he'd take non-judgemental anywhere he could get it.
"Nothing. At least, I tried to do something nice, considerate, and helpful, and now - "
"Oh dear," Fury gave him a pitying smile. "How did you help, exactly?"
"I was just trying to bring people together. Pepper's great, right? You know Pepper."
"I do know the lovely Ms Potts." His eye glittered with some unnameable emotion, and Tony eyed him with suspicion. "What has she got to do with this?"
"And Steve's great, right?"
"He's Captain America. Even I will have to admit to giving a girlish squeal when I learned I was going to meet him."
"Exactly!" Tony tried, and failed, not to picture Fury giving a girlish squeal."
"So?"
"So, surely, two great people. Put them together, and greatness!" Tony cast a look at him. "They deserve each other, and for once that's a compliment."
"You tried to set up Ms Potts and Cap?" Fury looked genuinely shocked, which cheered Tony up a little.
"Just throw them together, you know. Get them talking. They both like art, and... rules. And me." He paused. "Sometimes Steve likes rules."
"Your logic is bulletproof." Fury shook his head. "Can I ask, does this have anything to do with Colonel Rhodes' lurking presence?"
Kellemes csalódás ez a sztori, könnyed és szórakoztató.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/325839