"Lucky eats everything, even dog food, but not chocolate, we don't give him anything that is actually bad for him." Clint smiles dipping his sandwich in his soup and taking a bite.

Bruce copies Clint again and hums a little eating a bit more quickly like he's realizing how hungry he is.

"I want a dog, but dad says they are too much work..." He looks at Lucky and the dog puts his head in Bruce's lap, but not in his asking for food way.

"Well you can help Lucky out while you're here." Clint smiles.

There is a knock on the door, and because they are at the tower the door slides open and it Pepper with a few bags of clothes, and delivery guys.

"Oh good your feeding him." Pepper smiles warmly setting the bags on the coffee table.

"Figured we might as well make them comfortable.... you two can handle another right, I can't... I'm sorry..." That's when another dark haired boy comes in looking around.

"Are you my new Nanny's.... while mom and dad are in Europe?" The boy asks folding his arms across his chest.

"You can set the bunk bed up in the spare room..." Pepper says pointing.


"Look I'm sorry I can't, I have a company to run..." She says looking at Clint and Matt. "Jarvis says two and half weeks max..."