Peter: So… if you were a sandwich, what kind of sandwich would you be?
Tony: *without hesitation* A clubhouse, obviously. And you?
Peter: I’d probably be a peanut butter and jelly.
Tony: Of course, you would.

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Peter: So… if you were a sandwich, what kind of sandwich would you be?
Tony: *without hesitation* A clubhouse, obviously. And you?
Peter: I’d probably be a peanut butter and jelly.
Tony: Of course, you would.
Thor: Why must you always make things difficult?
Loki: Because, brother, you make it so easy.
Thor: I will never understand you.
Loki: That is tHE POINT-
Peter: So… you do anything for fun?
Bucky: I… read?
Peter: *excitedly* You read comics?
Bucky: No. Actual books.
Peter: Aw man.
Steve: You’ve got to give yourself a break, man. Nobody expects you to be okay overnight.
Bucky: *staring at the ground* Sometimes, I don’t even know what okay feels like anymore.
Steve: *softly* Then let’s figure it out together.
T’Challa: You’ve reorganized my entire wardrobe?
Shuri: *shrugging* You needed an upgrade. Trust me, you’ll thank me later.
T’Challa: I liked my old clothes…
Shuri: No, you didn’t.
Tony: You can’t just keep disappearing on me, Steve.
Steve: I’m trying to keep you safe.
Tony: I don’t need you to keep me safe. I need you to stay!
Steve: We need to move. Now.
Tony: Oh, great! And here I was thinking we should just sit here and wait for the explosion.
Steve: *gritting his teeth* Tony—
Tony: *grabbing his helmet* I’m moving, I’m moving!
Steve: You don’t have to hide how you feel.
Bucky: *softly* It’s the only way I know how.
Harley: So, who’s your favorite?
Tony: *deadpan* Neither of you. You’re both equally insufferable.
Peter: That means me!
Harley: Nope, he means me. I’m way more insufferable.
Tony: *groaning* I regret everything.
Peter: Why is there a toaster in the freezer?
Harley: It’s part of an experiment.
Peter: *confused* An experiment involving… toast?
Harley: You’ll see.
Tony: Why is there a cardboard cutout of me in your office?
Rhodey: *grinning* Motivation. Every time I see it, I remember not to do the dumb stuff you do.
Tony: ... Yeah, okay.
Harley: So… you’re not mad?
Tony: Why would I be mad?
Harley: I messed up. Big time. I thought... you'd leave me.
Tony: sighs Kid, I’ve messed up more times than I can count. Doesn’t mean I’m giving up on you.
Bucky: Why do you always look at me like that?
Steve: Like what?
Bucky: Like you’re scared I’ll disappear again.
Steve: *quietly* ... Because I am.
Clint: So, what’s the weirdest thing Hydra ever made you do?
Bucky: You don’t want to know.
Clint: Now I really want to know.
Bucky: *sighing* I once stole a cake. Just to steal it. No reason. Just a cake.
Clint: *laughing* That’s… actually kind of amazing.
Peter: I’m sorry. I screwed up again.
Tony: Kid, you don’t have to apologize every time something goes wrong. You’re not perfect. None of us are.
Peter: *quietly* I just… I don’t want to disappoint you.
Tony: .*softly* ... You never could.
Peter: Why did you even choose me?
Tony: ... I saw something in you. Something special.
Peter: *quietly* What if I don’t live up to it?
Tony: *gently* You already have, kid.
Clint: So… what’s this button do?
Tony: Don’t— *button gets pressed, alarms start blaring* …push it.
Clint: *innocently* My bad.
Tony: Why are you like this?