like a big pizza pie (open)

[tradecraftdude]

who. Marco and you!
what. Delivery boy shenanigans.
where. Zeta District.
when. Right now!
warnings. How questionable can a 13-year-old get? (Don't answer that.)

[ Moving people's food around the district for them beats hauling rubble, though Marco could do without the cheesy delivery boy uniform. However, he approaches this delivery business with all the highly directed tunnel-vision of someone who has played lots of video games and knows how to scoot all over the map in the most efficient manner. Having to fake smiles and suck up for tips wasn't the worst thing, either. ]

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[itsnoteasybeing]

[ He ordered a pizza sure, but certainly not one pizza. It was an attempt to appease to the guys Bruce was currently sharing with, tension all over the place.

The door opens and Bruce stands there, slightly on edge out of habit. He wasn't the kind of guy to order pizza, much less do anything, but Steve had offered him the change and he went at it. ]

I ordered three. [ It's evident enough that Marco's only holding one, and he totally didn't want to go through this situation right now, which is the customer complaining, but sometimes Bruce is forced to. ]

[tradecraftdude]

What? Really?

[ Marco frowns and pulls out the little viewscreen with the order information and flips through it. ]

What's your name, dude? I'm pretty sure this is the right place...

[caltech]

[ Bruce hates correcting a teenager, particularly one who actually looks like he's trying, but he shakes his head in the negative. ]

Bruce Banner, [ He says, offering an apologetic smile. ] I mean I'll pay for it, [ And he will, because being a jerk had never quite been in Bruce's guide to survival, despite the disappointment. ] but there's still two more pizzas missing.

[tradecraftdude]

[ Marco's new at this, okay; the patience is appreciated. He's scrolling through the order list and his eyes catch that name just as Bruce says it. Yes, he didn't bother reading any names when he picked up the order, focusing mostly on the location instead, but now he does a double take between the name he sees on his viewscreen and the nervous man standing at the door.

Be cool, Marco. ]

Well, Mr. uh, Banner, this was like, totally my fault. I will go and I will get you your other pizzas immediately. There will be no charge for the additional pizzas as this was an error and on behalf of the pizza company I would like to offer you the sincerest of apologies so please sign here to accept the delivery of this first pizza and I will return with the rest of your order immediately.

[ Apparently, be cool meant babble stiffly like an idiot. He doesn't care what he sounds like, though; he's about to get the Hulk's signature, and nothing will wipe the strange smile from his face as he passes the viewscreen over. ]

marco why are you so precious

[caltech]

[ Marco rambling is enough to get Bruce wondering if maybe he said something wrong, but the last thing he said was just his.... name. ]

You really don't need to do that... [ He raises up his hand, shaking his head in a half attempt to placate Marco. Shouldn't have said anything in the first place, he figures. He takes the viewscreen, peering down at it before continuing. ]

I figure Tony and the others can live on a single slice each, [ Bruce says, mumbling as he fidgets with the device, signing over his name in a loopy, illegible scrawl. He turns his attention back to Marco, smiling softly. ]

Why the change of heart? [ was it something he said? ]

because he is a thirteen year old boy

[tradecraftdude]

[ It's really hard for Marco to keep from fidgeting with excitement. See, if he's going to accept that he's in a crazy place with aliens and robots and alternate versions of himself, why shouldn't he also accept that a comic book hero exists in reality here? Sure, he might be jumping to conclusions, but. Hulk. ]

No, no, Mr. Banner. I have made this mistake and I need to correct it. Please let me correct it please. [ Did he just say please twice? Yes, he did. Okay, this is going a little overboard. He takes the viewscreen back, looking down at the signature as if he was just handed a brick of solid gold. ] This is all just according to protoco--

...did you say Tony?

sob so precious i need to keep him forever

[caltech]

....Yes?

[ Tilting his head sideways, Bruce gives Marco a suspicious look, caught off guard by the question. Tony himself is practically a household name to begin with, which isn't all that surprising, but coupled with the request for his own signature and name, Bruce is a little concerned.

Opening the door a little wider, he motions for Marco to come in. ]

If you want, you can just leave the pizza there, unless there's something else you need to ask?

giant. dork.

[tradecraftdude]

[ Marco nearly trips over his own feet as he scrambles inside on the invitation, setting the pizza down on the nearest horizontal surface. He can't contain himself anymore, and the question spills out of his mouth as soon as Bruce asks. ]

Ummmareyouactuallythehulk??