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Homecoming Carnival Post II | The Park | Friday, October 21

Of course the Carnival offers plenty of food too, and there are rides and games for everyone to enjoy.

There is also glitter, to no ones surprise.

"You never know what's waiting for you in a bathroom. Bloody Mary. Candy Man. That one girl from The Ring," Tony pointed out.

He was just trying to keep you alive, Hardison!

"Who you invitin' to this party that thinks it's a good idea to chant shit in mirrors is what I wanna know!" Hardison declared. "Why folks think they outta someone murderers into their bathrooms is beyond me."

Do it in the living room, where your pants were up and there was plenty of room to run. That was Hardison's motto.

...It was a very recent motto.

"I can't control Steve. He might need to prove he can fight a ghost." A beat. "Don't recommend it. Did not like my visit to Hel."

"Goddammit," Hardison groaned. "Eliot Everythin'-Is-A-Teachable-Moment Spencer would be right up there with him. Probably think it's the best thing to ever happen to a party."

...Why were their boyfriends like this?

"...we should keep them apart." Because Tony and Hardison weren't a dangerous combo themselves.

And like Steve and Eliot weren't having the exact same conversation.

"Right? They do not need each other as bad influences."

Because that's what everyone thought when they saw Captain America. 'Bad influence.'

He was a drama queen who jumped off buildings and took the time to remove Avengers badges from his uniform after quitting the team because he was just that petty.

And Tony loved him dearly.

God help him.

"You know, I used to worry I was a bad influence on him."

And ripped logs when he was angry. Can't forget that.

"...And then, like, you had more'n a single conversation with him?" Hardison checked.

"He's sneaky," Tony replied with a laugh. "No, it was probably leftover hero worship from when I was a kid."

"Real talk, was it ever weird for you?" Hardison asked, his head tilted slightly, no judgment, just curiosity. "Gettin' into a dude that you'd idolized growin' up?"

"Well, it was weird to meet him. Twice, in fact," Tony said. "Which sort of separated Captain America the big, grand concept from Steve the actual person."

"Meetin' two different version, or...?"

"Two versions," he replied. "Barton, Kitty, Jono... similar worlds, but not quite the same."

"What are the main differences between this Steve an' the other one?" Hardison asked. "Is it weird, goin' from one to the other?"

That brought Tony up short for a moment. "Older. Much closer to my age. Different sense of humor. And I haven't really gone between them in a while. Mine died."

"Aww, damn man, I'm sorry," he said, going to rest a companionable hand on Tony's shoulder if he'd allow it. "Losin' folks is always hard, especially when they're crew."

And even having another Steve on the island didn't stop the pain of losing the first.

Tony allowed it, shrugging a little with the ease of someone who repressed emotions all the time.

"But yeah, it is... weird. I cannot even imagine the sort of reactions where he's from."

Don't think he didn't see you doing that, Tony. He'd worked with Nate I-Sublimate-My-Feelings-With-Alcohol Ford for years. He wasn't gonna call you on it, but he definitely noticed.

"Does that mean he has two Tonys?" he asked instead, keeping their conversation light.

Hey, he was doing his best here! And his best involved waiting until he was along to have a dramatic breakdown.

"He does and they do not get along very well. His whole team is... weird." The second darkest timeline in his opinion.

Dammit, Tony. This was literally what friends were for! Even moreso than sending vengeful porn magazines to people!

"That's hard for me to imagine," Hardison admitted. "Y'all just work, you know? Good thing the island let him get to know proper!Tony."

Tony laughed at that. "My Steve beat the crap out of all of us when we first found him," he said fondly. "Poor guy wouldn't believe us when we said it was the future. So, I'm not too surprised they got off on the wrong foot in another universe."

"It ain't fair," Hardison declared. "For someone who gives such puppy eyes an' looks like such a damn Boy Scout to secretly be so pugnacious, yo."

"Hidden depths, my friend. Hidden depths."

Of sheer stubbornness.

"Of belligerence!"

Po-tay-to, po-tah-to.

No, this didn't come from Hardison and Steve fighting over pizza, who would ever think that?!

Of course not!

"Oh, so I see you've met that side of him."

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