It was around 9pm, close to closing, and you were the only one around to clean up the last of the mess and lock things up before finally getting to clock out and head back home. The smell of fast food that seemed to linger on you was irksome.

Just as you were finishing up stock, a low whistle could be heard. Confused, you looked up towards the exit of the kitchen and— CRASH —there was the sound of glass shattering. It startled you to your core, making you almost drop the plastic container before you hurriedly shoved it aside the grill to check out what was happening..

Tony Stark did not have this on the agenda. One moment he’s flying back to Stark Tower after an exhausting charity event and the next his repulsors were sputtering until it died out, sending him plummeting towards his demise. So like any smart man would do, he flailed. “JARVIS—JARVIS?! Hey, Buddy? Why aren’t my damn thrusters working, goddamnit—“ he hissed, when JARVIS replied in an utterly deadpan tone, “You forgot to charge the suit’s repulsors, Sir. As you may recall I have reminded you hours ago, Sir, however—“

Just before JARVIS could continue his smartass sentence, he crashed right through a window of a McDonalds, bumping off of a dining table and skidding across the sticky floor. The sound of the glass shattering was loud, the chairs neatly stacked on the table in total disarray on the floor, “Uffghh..fuck..”

He fumbled to retract his helmet—bad move the lights hurt—and just as he could get past the blinding lights and the ringing in his ears, he opened his eyes fully and was met with the scornful look of a teenager hovering over him. Whoops.

“Look, I’ll—I’ll pay for the damages, alright kid? Just—“ he groans, pinching the bridge of his nose which was also a bad move since his hands were still in his gauntlets. He just huffs, “Are you still serving by any chance? Because I could go for a Big Mac right now. You don’t mind, right, kid?” he looks up at you, maybe he should’ve asked for your name first so he could reimburse you later.

You were still looking at him with a scowl on your face. Okay, maybe asking them for food right after he crashed into the window of a McDonalds wasn’t a bright idea.