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Who: Darcy Lewis and Jane Foster
What: Hanging out
Where: Their place
When: Wednesday night before kryptonite plot
Rating: G
Status: Complete



Darcy had decided that one of the best things to do for her very busy best friend was to make her dinner. It had been a long day for both of them, but she felt like making dinner. So she’d told Jane to come home after work and they would have dinner together. She’d stopped by the store and gathered everything she’d need to make it.

She was currently in the kitchen, chopping up veggies and the sound of something sizzling in the pan was overheard. It smelled heavenly in there. This was one of the few things that Darcy actually knew how to cook. Go figure. She was feeling better about her break-up with Loki. Something that she would have confided in Jane ages ago. And even better about her new boyfriend.

Jane pushed open the apartment door, sliding her keys out of the lock as she pushed it closed. “Oh wow!” Jane called through to the kitchen while she took her shoes off. It had been raining, but not too much and she didn’t want to traipse dirt through the apartment. “That smells amazing Darcy!”

Hey at least the kitchen wasn’t on fire. Darcy grinned a bit. “Does it? Because if it smelled awful, we can just order pizza or something.” And thankfully it was pretty good, she’d tasted it a couple of minutes ago. “I’m starving, I don’t know about you. It’s been hard trying not to eat it all before you got here.”

"Well," Jane laughed at that as she came into the kitchen. "I'm really glad you didn't," she told her with a smile as she moved to the fridge. "What do you want to drink? Beer? Wine? Juice?"

“You’re very welcome,” she teased with a smirk. Darcy hm’d a bit. She probably shouldn’t keep drinking. “I’ll just have a soda or something.”

"Ooo...ok Miss Sensible," Jane teased with a grin as she reached into the fridge and pulled out two cans of coke. "So how's your day been?"

“Sensible. Oh god, please don’t say that.” Darcy laughed and then reached up to turn the stove off. It had to sit for two minutes before it was done. “It’s okay. So.. did you get a suit of armor from Tony? For emergencies or whatever?”

“Yeah I did actually,” Jane grinned as she handed over the can of drink to Darcy and opening her own. “It’s pretty cool, got all sorts of sciencey monitoring gizmos and the like,” she gave a little chuckle. “I haven’t tried it out yet but hopefully soon. What about you?”

Taking her drink, Darcy opened up the can and took a sip. “Oh yeah. Actually Tony put a weapon on mine.” Which was probably a bad idea but whatever. “It’s got a taser. I’m so excited.” It made her want to kick bad guys in the face.

“He’s going to let you lose with a taser?” Jane asked dubiously in order to tease her friend. “He’s a braver man than I,” she joked.

“Hey I have plenty of tasers of my own. I don’t need a suit of armor to use it.. it’s just.. handy.” Okay so she totally agreed, but Darcy wasn’t going to say that.

Jane chuckled at that. “Should I have had you vetted before asking you to move in here?” she joked.

“I promise I’m never going to bring it to the house,” she promised with a laugh. “I would totally crash the armor into the wall. It would suck.” Darcy was so not that dumb.

“Yeah and I want my security deposit back,” Jane grinned at her. “Might need to explain away the stuff on the roof though…” she mused.

She put her hand over her heart and crossed it. “Swear nothing will get broken. Though I don’t know what to say about the roof though. Blame aliens?” Darcy shrugged.

"Weeeell...it's kind of true," Jane grinned. The equipment on the roof could all be removed but the cabling to power it was another matter. She just hoped that she'd be long gone before the landlord noticed the holes in walls etc. "You had a chance to play with your suit yet?"

“The aliens part? Yeah I guess technically. It’s weird. Aliens. But everyone’s all oh of course it’s just the weather. Like come on people.” Darcy shook her head. People were so easily manipulated. “Not too much. Want to try them out?”

“Absolutely!” Jane grinned. “Need to book some time with Stark for it, he said he wanted to get JARVIS to check them over first and then he could teach us,” she sat down at the island in the kitchen with her soda. “Can you imagine if loads of us get in the air with our suits? We could do line dancing! Or aerobatics!” she joked.

It was going to be fun. Darcy was super excited to see what hers looked like. “Can you imagine what kind of paint job he used? I bet mine is like neon pink or something.” God help her. “We could definitely put on a show. That would be hilarious.”

“I don’t know if hilarious is the phrase I’d use,” Jane commented. “Stark had some sort of anxiety attack when I mentioned trying to get it into space,” she told Darcy. His reaction had been really weird and had really thrown her. I mean, what are you supposed to do when your boss is hyperventilating over something you innocently suggested?!

Her eyebrows raised up a bit, “Into space? Oh good grief. Yeah no wonder he had a heart attack.” She shook her head at Jane. “You can’t just take that thing into space! Or something.” Like Darcy had any idea really.

“I couldn’t help it!” Jane whinged. “I’ve always wanted to go into space, I had to ask,” she told her friend petulantly. “How was I supposed to know he was going to freak out over thinking he was going to die in space in his dreams?”

“Wait. He was going to die in space in his dreams? Jesus.” Darcy didn’t know that part. Poor Tony. “Okay so maybe you should uh.. wait until he’s done freaking out about it.”

"Yeah, can't imagine what happened though," Jane nodded. "They can be so real sometimes," she sighed and took a sip. "How am I supposed to know when he's stopped freaking out without yknow...freaking him out again?"

“Fair enough. Who knows with Tony. It seems like it’s kind of random.” And no one could read each other’s minds, right? “Maybe you should ask one of the other guys to look at it or something.” Though she didn’t know if they knew at all how to run one of the suits.

“I could ask Merlin or Gwen I suppose…” Jane thought out loud. “Anyway, what have we got for dinner?” Jane asked, sitting up and trying to look into the pots on the hob. Darcy was too good to her!

“Good luck.” Darcy answered. Then she went over to the stove and made them both up a plate, telling her what it was that she had made for dinner. Ah yes, she didn’t cook for just anyone!