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[If you were expecting Bruce to be in this video, then you are sadly mistaken. Bruce isn't really that much of a social butterfly, despite what people may seem to think. He's actually been pretty busy with things.

Instead, what you have is Floramon, who is making a worried face at the screen and seems to be debating for a moment on what to say before he actually speaks.]

How do you tell your partner that he's being too nice? [A pause.] I mean, it's not a bad thing at all, but he gave me the bed and has been sleeping outside of the room ever since the first day and I've told him that we can share but he keeps on insisting on letting me have the bed for myself.

[Still worried here, yep. Floramon hums for a moment more before crossing his arms.]

He also told me that I can do anything too as long as I don't go out and fight... which is also nice but I'm not sure what to do as well. I mean, he's the partner I've been waiting for and now that he's here... I don't really know how to help him at all...

[He glances at the screen now, giving a questioning look to anybody who would listen to this.]

Can anybody help me?

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[Bruce finally notices Floramon at the corner of his vision when Dorumon turns, and somehow something clicks when he sees the way Floramon is grinning back and flashing a thumbs up at the other Digimon.

He sighs.]

Well, you're here, so that's that. ]He moves to put down the motherboard since Tony isn't taking it, and also because he intends to putter his way to the kitchen.] And since you're here, I guess I can make us food, or something, if you haven't eaten.

[Tony hasn't at all payed any attention to the Digimon or their actions.]

There was fruit at some point.

Two apples at lunch.

[Ignoring her, Tony picks up the motherboard and starts checking it over for damage.]

[Somehow the fact that Tony only bothered apples for lunch doesn't surprise Bruce as much as he thought it would. Possibly because he tends to forget about eating too when he's invested in something.]

Stay here for a bit then, I'll make something for all of us. You can resume your tinkering after food.

[He looks up at Bruce when the invitation is offered. Looking momentarily confused about it but the moment fades quick enough and settles himself into a chair, putting the motherboard on the arm as he looks around.]

Well, if you insist. And It's building, not tinkering. These rooms really are all the same, huh.

They are apartments, so I'm not that surprised. [And really, Bruce is just happy he doesn't have to deal with insects and bad plumbing any more.

He makes his way over to the kitchen, gesturing for Floramon to come over as well, who listens and does so.] Is fried rice good enough for you, or do you want something else?

It's the similar down to the paint job that surprises me. Aren't apartments meant to have... Character?

[Tony looks over at Bruce and tilts his head a little. Admittedly it was only very recently he had come to move in full time to his own tower, where Bruce had been since the Battle of New York. But he was pretty sure that his file said don't let him cook, who knew not everyone read them.]

Ah, no. rice is fine. Not that you have to really make me anything, I have an orange in my room... Somewhere.

Not these ones, I guess.

[He manages a small snort before politely asking Floramon for some help, who nods eagerly and goes around to pick up some things in the kitchen that Bruce requested.]

And an orange isn't going to help much when you haven't eaten anything else. Don't worry too much about it. [He flashes a small, reassuring smile and starts shuffling around the kitchen, preparing the meal.]

Keeps away scurvy, so it's not that bad.

[He grins, then after a while Dorumon shuffles over to Tony nuzzling his arm and then looking pointedly at Bruce. He pushes her snout away.]

What?

One orange can only get you so far.

[Since Bruce is in the kitchen he doesn't really see what Dorumon is doing, but he looks up again when Tony speaks, a quizzical look on his face.]

What?

Nothing, someone's being needy.

I am not.

[She huffs at him, then pushes her nose against his hand. Then says quietly]

Talk to him

We are talking. What is wrong with you?

What's wrong with you?

Really? Please, we do not have the time for that little discussion. You talk to him if you're so concerned.

[He rolls his eyes, even though he keeps his voice down.]

[Busy with making food for them, Bruce doesn't really listen to whatever is going on and focuses on what he's doing.

Floramon, however, does hear because he was coming to serve them water, looks inquisitively at them as he sets down the glasses for Tony and Dorumon.]

What are you guys talking about?

[Dorumon gives an annoyed huff at Tony before turning to Floramon]

He's not talking.

Are you really going to have a conversation about me like I'm not here?

Yahuh.

[Floramon gives a giggle when Dorumon answers to Tony, clearly amused by it all.]

Well, he's talking to you, Dorumon! Unless you mean something else?

[Totally trying to make a suggestive face here. It's not really working.]

He always talks to me, I want him talking to a human.

[Tony sighs loudly and sags deeply into the chair.]

Bruce, you wouldn't happen to have scotch would you?

I know, right? It's so weird that they don't talk to other humans at all.

[Bruce doesn't even look up from his stuff, answering back easily:] No, there's no alcohol around here. Sorry.

What are y-, I talk to plenty of other humans. I've been doing it my whole. Most of my life. I'm also older than both of you, so stop being nags.

[He groans as Dorumon grins at him.]

Tranquilizers?

[Apparently two digimon with a hidden agenda stress Tony out.]

[Tranquilizers? Really?]

You're asking if I have drugs? [Really? After his iwn bad experiences in general? Not a great idea, Tony.

Also, Floramon just stinks a tongue out at Tony here too in return.]

Not anything illegal, just something to drown out the two noisy things that weren't programmed with a mute function.

[Tony's never really been one for tact when not being in front of... Well Tony never feels like being tactful most days.]

Can't you two go and play hide and seek somewhere?

We're not playing hide and seek.

[Very pointedly, from Floramon, while Bruce rolls his eyes in the kitchen.]

Just leave them be, Stark.

I was actually suggesting you go do it.

[He gestures to them.]

They're up to something.

[Something of a wild accusation, but he feels like they're up to something.]

Wow, you're rude.

[Floramon, going for the blunt route now. So uncool, Tony.

Bruce in the meantime just sighs.]

Don't pick on them and they won't pick on you.

You'll get over it.

[Tony's used to being rude, it's part of his being cool.]

Who stole who's motherboard? I didn't start this.

[Floramon just sticks his tongue out and blows another raspberry at Tony. So, so rude. You're so totally uncool.]

You won't help by harping on it either. [Bruce finishes preparing the food and sighs, ready to toss it all into the pan and make it.]

[Silly ficus, Tony is the coolest thing since the ice age.]

I've never really played a harp before, so I'm sure I have no idea what you mean. But you know what. You're right, I'm going to be the bigger man, literally and figuratively, because.

[He gives Floramon and Dorumon pointed looks.]

I am bigger, and well actually a man.

Edited 2014-01-11 08:09 (UTC)

[Bruce makes a sigh again and doesn't really say anything. Floramon, on the other hand, is pretty miffled by the words, and turns his nose up on Tony.]

Just you'll see, when we digivolve you're going to regret those words.

[He then turns to Dorumon and nudges her.]

C'mon, let's leave this loser alone. Digimon-only time!

Edited 2014-01-11 09:07 (UTC)

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