Chapter 149: Avengers XIV
Steve Rogers, now enjoying a quieter life, pulled up to a small diner on his bike. The familiar chime of the doorbell greeted him as he walked inside, spotting Tony and Dave seated at a corner table. Both were casually digging into a pile of burgers, clearly enjoying their time off.
"What's the big emergency?" Steve asked with a raised eyebrow as he slid into the booth across from them.
"Emergency? Relax, Cap. Not everything's about saving the world," Tony quipped, smirking as he pushed a freshly unwrapped Big Mac toward Steve. "You need to loosen up. Live a little."
Steve accepted the burger with a faint smile. "Thanks. So, what's this about?" he asked before taking a bite.
"Not much, just a little check-in," Tony replied, leaning back. "How's life treating you? It's been over a month since we handled that whole alien invasion."
"Quiet, for the most part," Steve said, setting down his burger. "Although the World Council has been all over me, hounding me to reach out to Dave and, apparently, confiscate his 'Infinity Sword,'" he added, glancing at Dave.
Dave snorted, swirling his drink. "It's not an Infinity Sword," he corrected casually, shaking his head.
"Try telling them that," Steve replied, rolling his eyes. "They're convinced it's some ultimate weapon we're hoarding."
"They can keep convincing themselves," Dave said with a smirk. "Let them come ask me about it directly—I could use the entertainment."
Tony chuckled, tapping the table with his finger. "Same story with me. They've been whining nonstop about us cutting off Stark tech sales. Like I'm just handing out toys to toddlers. Do they really think that's happening after all this?"
Steve chuckled lightly. "I'm sure that went over well."