fandomhigh | Advanced Takeout, Monday, May 8, 2017

For the first day of class, there was a nice selection of protein shakes or coffee for the students to grab before things started. Because they were starting on a high note. It was all down hill from here on out, kids.

"Hello, and welcome to Advanced Takeout," Tony said. "I'm Mr. Stark or Tony if you'd rather."

"And I'm Steve Rogers," Steve added. "Um, calling me Steve would be kind of strange. Welcome to Advanced Takeout. We know there are a couple other food-related classes this summer--this one is for people who can't cook."

Like them.

They only blew up one kitchen! On island. So far.

"Captain Rogers," Tony suggested to the class because Steve lacked the casual sweaters for 'Mr. Rogers' after all. "It's the first class, so things will be easy with letting us know your name and why you picked this class. You're in for a lot of this for the rest of the week. Sorry."

Steve grinned. "You can also tell us your biggest kitchen disaster. We blew up a microwave making apple pie a few months back."

Don't ask how. Just...don't.

"And I even have a doctorate in chemistry, so it can happen to anyone," Tony added cheerfully. Because it had been for science. Didn't you all feel better about yourselves?

"And after you're done with the introductions, you can try to make coffee or a protein shake," Steve said. Which, well, Tony's robot DUM-E had a hard time doing, so it can't be that easy, right?

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Blushing profusely, Summer swept up her phone and texted a few lines to settle her nerves and set her head straight. "I mean," she said, muttering, "of course they have spies. Why wouldn't they have spies? But why did they have to be squirrels? Ugh, they ruin everything! But bribes, bribes are good! And they're drunk, so they like alcohol, but I'm only seventeen, where am I going to get...I'd usually go to Grampa Rick, but he's in prison, but there's got to be a way, if there's parties here, then there's bound to somewhere to get boo...."

Internal monologue. How about we try an internal monologue, Summer, yeah?

"..ze." She cleared her throat.

"So, these squirrels spy on people and report to a radio station and there's, like, a broadcast about it? That's not creepy or anything."

"It's super creepy," Tony replied, eyebrows all up there at that lovely little monologue. "But they usually get things wrong."

Advanced Takeout, Monday, May 8, 2017

Re: Introductions!

Re: Introductions!