March Party Robin Round

As part of our March Discord Party this past weekend, we did a round robin and wrote a fic!

 

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It was unusually cold in the workshop, leaving Dum-E to slowly roll forward towards Tony’s dinky little couch.

The threadbare blanket -an ancient treasure- in his claw, his primary: wrap the heat signature in comfort.

Tony lay huddled on the couch, curled nearly fetal from the cold, teeth chattering as he thanked DUM-E and pulled the worn old blanket closer around himself.

Dum-e let out a series of content beeps, a you’re welcome, before lowering his claw again and lightly patting Tony on the head. He backed up, on his way to do other tasks that needed attending to, but stopped again and slowly turned back to his creator.

Tony held out a hand to his oldest companion, the Extremis in his system subsiding as it finished healing his wounds.

DUM-E inched back towards Tony when he held his hand out, a serious of inquisitive beeps echoing through the quiet room.

DUM-E, even through his primitive programming decades old, could tell that Tony was in pain, that something was deeply, terribly wrong.

“Tony?” Steve burst into the room, biceps folded over his patriotic pecs of freedom. “What are you doing down here? You’re supposed to be in bear resting. Bucky’s having kittens.”

“You know medbay gives me hives, Cap. Besides, I was needed down here."

"Needed?” Steve questions. “Tony, what could you possibly be needed for that’s more important than your wellbeing?” He sighs, shaking his head briefly. “Are you okay enough to come see Bucky, or does your couch need you some more?"

Tony’s eyes flared, he was in pain and it really irritated him being questioned. They should be used to it by now, he was not fond of nursing his injuries in public. "Or he could come down here.”

They were distracted enough for Dum-E to sneak out. Mission Objective: Retrieve Sergeant Raccoon.

Steve softened a little, doing his best to look innocent as he artfully ignored Dum E trundling out the door, nearly careening into the wall as he turned the corner. “I’m sorry, Shellhead, I didn’t mean to snap. You know you just worry us all."

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