The Universe's Mixer

Dean need a place to get away. He needed a place where he could just not think. Let his guard down and ... and ... he didn't know what else but he just knew he needed it. He missed Sam. He felt himself get scared that he would never return back to his brother. Which meant one of his fears would come true. The fear of being alone and how he would survive that?

He thought about calling Aeon but she was too much like him. This emotional stuff was more left for private. And well, he liked her to much to show this weakness to her. At least yet.

But there was one girl he met. A stranger to him but yet, she made him talk about things he normally wouldn't. To anyone. For some reason she made him feel relaxed. Warm and not in this time.

He seek her out again.

Allowing Tony Stark to go on a shopping trip alone was always not the brightest idea. Letting the man go anywhere near a pet store was even worse. But when he saw the little beast, Tony couldn't help but fall madly in love with her. Those large blue eyes, that somewhat vacant stare that said "I'm hopelessly devoted to you. Please love me and take me home." He couldn't resist. Tony had always been a sucker for big blue eyes.

When he came home, he set the little carrier on the floor near the door before he went back out and grabbed the multitude of toys and food (one of every kind because he thought she should get to choose what she liked) and brought them in, setting everything up for his new project, so to speak. A small stainless steel water and food dish sat on the floor near the archway of the kitchen, a litter box not far from there, and several little toys with cat nip were strewn so she could pick out what she wanted to amuse herself with.

He didn't think she was going to stay so underfoot once he let her out, but the house was large and probably very scary to such a small kitten, solid white, and Tony couldn't help but think it was cute. "Aw, come here, Salt," and he picked her up and gathered her in his arms where the kitten playfully batted at his chin, purring all along the way. Let's go find my other favorite condiment and introduce you."

He pet her head and she started to gnaw on the end of his finger with her little baby fangs. "Pepper! Hey, Pep! Where are you?" he called out as he walked around.

Regardless of having a full liquor cabinet at home, Tony felt the need to get out to a place where nobody knows his name. That kind of jazz. Highly doubted he could find someone who hadn't heard the name Tony Stark before, even if he was in a parallel universe or wherever the hell this is. Before heading out, he gave Salt a little of rub to the head, and sent her on her way. He trusted Pepper to not let the little thing get too lost in the house, but whenever he was in the shop or off, she stayed close by the living room. Good thing for that.

He still didn't have information on this place, and being uninformed was driving him up the wall. His GPS in his car seemed to be working, and it navigated these strange streets well enough. What he needed was a bar. One where he could keep them coming for a while. He picked a random one and headed there, hoping he'd find something worthwhile there, after all, he couldn't let his brain idle for too long or boredom kicked in and bad things happened.

He pulled up and turned on the alarm, then headed inside, his leather jacket pulled on over a t-shirt since it was a little chilly out tonight. Once inside, Tony waved to the bartender, "The best scotch you got on the rocks," and laid Mr. Benjamin down on the counter to get his point across that he'd better not bring him the cheap stuff.