Ate something we- You barely eat, let alone something that's weird. What's really wrong?
[Even though he's under a spell he still knows well enough that Bruce is very careful about everything he does, so his eating something weird is super strange and confusing to him, and it shows.]
[Looking stunned, utterly stunned. Bruce manages to get out of the library before Tony glances at his books and chases after him. Calling out after him once he's out of the library and in full view again.]
[Calling after him, Tony takes off after him. Hoping that the fact he didn't take his books might give him an endurance bonus against the older boy. Of course he's forgetting that he's not exactly the most athletic boy in the world. Wow does he wish he had his broom right now.]
[NOPE NOT STOPPING - Bruce is surprisingly good at running. Might be something he takes up later in life. As it is, he legs it right up a staircase that's just begun to change, leaping over the growing gap and racing up the steps.]
[Groans as he starts to pant, seeing how easily Bruce takes the stairs. Thinking that in future, Bruce will always be wearing a collar and leash so this never happens again. Because running SUCKS.]
[He stops at the top of the stairs he was climbing, resting his hands on his knees panting heavily. He looks around a few hallways and starts to look very concerned. Then scratches his head while trying to make sense of everything.]
What was that even about? He looked fine until I mentioned ki-
[He blinks. Why would that even bother Bruce? I mean sure he was skittish when talking about being touchy feely with girls, because hey lets face it he never made the best choices. Except for Herbert of course.
Wait.
HE KISSED HERBERT! And he crawled into bed with him. WHY would he even do that? If he was aware of the fact he was under one, Tony would have realised the potion had worn off. But he didn't. But all he knew is he had to find Bruce, and explain everything and make it right.
He's never liked it when Bruce is angry with him. Even if most of the time he wasn't really connecting why Bruce would be upset about some things.
[Tony spends about half an hour wandering around trying to find him, poking his head into every room that's not locked, then starts fussing at the locked doors. As luck would obviously habit it, he soon finds himself fussing at the room Bruce has locked himself in, poking his eye in the keyhole to see if he can see him.]
Bruce? [Pause.] Please tell me you're in here? I'm really not good at the cat burglar angle.
[Starts to wonder if he should get Sherlock to sniff him out of where ever he's hiding right now.]
[Like with most of his other empty sounding but locked doors, Tony points his wand at the lock and tries to unlock it. When he tries to open the door it doesn't budge, causing him to bang on the door.]
I know you're in here! Bruce, come on, let me explain! Ignoring the smug look he's suddenly going to get, Sherlock was right okay!?
[NOPE not speaking, moving to hide in a near empty closet that must have once been used by professors to hang their robes in during class. He climbs in and shuts the doors behind him, making sure to leave no traces of him having moved in there so that even if Tony can get into the room he won't see Bruce.]
[Looking around the room, Tony can't see anyone here.]
Really?
[Tony keeps moving around the room before stopping in front of the wardrobe.]
Will you please come out? And don't act like you're not in there. Who would lock a class room magically when there's nothing here worth hiding in here?
[Sighs. Then slowly opens the doors, standing back from him.]
I wasn't me, okay. Well okay I was me, but it wasn't me, me. It was chemically imbalanced me. Not that I'm even sure how that happened because I don't remember eating or drinking anything different. But hey, Sherlock's been insisting that's what it is for the last few days. And well, I know that I'm always putting you through things that you probably should never be pu-
I've already filled the tool box by the way. The day you left, I did.
Uh, I said that was an imbalance. And nothing, I really love that toolbox.
Looking at you in...
[He looks at the cupboard, before back at Bruce.]
...It reminded me that I didn't really thank you for it, because I was a bit of a dork when you had to leave my house after I kissed you. And. Well it's great.
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[Even though he's under a spell he still knows well enough that Bruce is very careful about everything he does, so his eating something weird is super strange and confusing to him, and it shows.]
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Bruce, wait. What the hell is this? Something isn't right here.
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[Yeah, walks VERY quickly out of the Library.]
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Ate something weird my ass.
[Calling after him, Tony takes off after him. Hoping that the fact he didn't take his books might give him an endurance bonus against the older boy. Of course he's forgetting that he's not exactly the most athletic boy in the world. Wow does he wish he had his broom right now.]
Would you just stop!?
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What was that even about? He looked fine until I mentioned ki-
[He blinks. Why would that even bother Bruce? I mean sure he was skittish when talking about being touchy feely with girls, because hey lets face it he never made the best choices. Except for Herbert of course.
Wait.
HE KISSED HERBERT! And he crawled into bed with him. WHY would he even do that? If he was aware of the fact he was under one, Tony would have realised the potion had worn off. But he didn't. But all he knew is he had to find Bruce, and explain everything and make it right.
He's never liked it when Bruce is angry with him. Even if most of the time he wasn't really connecting why Bruce would be upset about some things.
He looks at the arches again.]
Where are you?
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Bruce? [Pause.] Please tell me you're in here? I'm really not good at the cat burglar angle.
[Starts to wonder if he should get Sherlock to sniff him out of where ever he's hiding right now.]
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I know you're in here! Bruce, come on, let me explain! Ignoring the smug look he's suddenly going to get, Sherlock was right okay!?
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Please?
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Where are you?
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Really?
[Tony keeps moving around the room before stopping in front of the wardrobe.]
Will you please come out? And don't act like you're not in there. Who would lock a class room magically when there's nothing here worth hiding in here?
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I wasn't me, okay. Well okay I was me, but it wasn't me, me. It was chemically imbalanced me. Not that I'm even sure how that happened because I don't remember eating or drinking anything different. But hey, Sherlock's been insisting that's what it is for the last few days. And well, I know that I'm always putting you through things that you probably should never be pu-
I've already filled the tool box by the way. The day you left, I did.
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... So...? What does the toolbox have to do with you having the hots for Herbert?
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Looking at you in...
[He looks at the cupboard, before back at Bruce.]
...It reminded me that I didn't really thank you for it, because I was a bit of a dork when you had to leave my house after I kissed you. And. Well it's great.
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If there could be a song playing in the bg, it'd be Walking on Sunshine
And it would be a beautiful scene for a movie!
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