Little angel

(14) cat or a bird?

Tony's POV:

Although she has many bird mannerisms she also doesn't. She bobs her head, sings, flies and cleans her wings all the time, plus has no clue what personal space is. She's also kinda skittish which might just be cause she's nervous rather than an animal mannerism. But other than that how is she so flexible and how does she fit in small spaces with those huge wings???

I walk out of the lab and run into Steve, who I decide to confide in. "Steve can we talk?" He looks at me in what I would call fear "I am not helping with another experiment last time I nearly went bald!" I  burst out laughing "oh relax cap it's about Ivory" he crosses his arms and tilts his head "yes? What about her?" I inhale and go on a rant. "So from what we've understood her dna is most closely 'coded' towards birds and due to the size of her wings she isn't the most amazing at hiding and yet can fit in small dark cramped spaces so I'm starting to think the test realists came back wrong cause to me she acts more like a cat than a bird. Although in the forest from what I saw she had a nest like birds do but also had a hidden cave to sleep in which only Peter could fit in proving my point. Also I want to know how she fits in most places cause her wings go down to her feet" by this point I was pacing backwards and forwards and Steve just looked at me as if I'm crazy.

"You don't believe me? Fine" I drag him to ivory's room where we find her in a small hidden compartment under the couch, she awkwardly waves and smiles "see my point!" Steve shakes his head so we leave and head to the kitchen. We both sit on the couch and I try to think of how to prove my point. About 10 minutes later Peter and Ivory walk in talking. Then Ivory hops on the table and sits watching as Peter makes them lunch "now do you see my point!?" Steve thinks "okay just a little bit. But she's still technically a bird." He shrugs and walks off.

I spend the rest of the day planning a way to prove my point (obsessed much) then I had an idea. It was just before dinner so everyone was hanging around in the kitchen when I drag Steve over to watch Ivory who was nudging spices to the edge of the table and Bucky who keeps catching them and placing them back. I point both my arms in front of me as of to say 'see!' But I get no response. Gotta pull out the big guns then. "Hey Ivory!" Her head shoots up and I pull out a laser pointer to the back of the couch where Thor is sat. In a splits second a set of wings fly past us and attack the couch and Thor when I decided to move the laser pointer higher up. She was climbing all over the place trying to catch the dot, Peter and Loki where in fits of laughter, Thor was almost in tears from Ivory scratching at him and the others were just watching trying not to laugh.

Steve put his hand on my shoulder and with the other hand wiped a tear from his eye in an attempt to stop laughing "okay okay you've made your point" just for some extra fun I point the laser pointer at Steve just to get back at him for not agreeing sooner. Once more a set of wings zoom past me as Steve falls to the ground with a thud. Then Bucky comes over and hits me on the head with a spoon "what was that for?!" He points at the table which has been set "dinner."

Everyone sits down to eat dinner but as per usual Ivory barely eats, we're still trying to get her used to eating multiple meals a day, and Steve has this evil look on his face which I don't trust. When it finally hits me it's too late, somehow Steve had gotten the laser pointer off of me and pointed it towards me. I felt the pain of being pounced on and the pain of falling back on your chair, not to mention food going everywhere cause Ivory decided to run across the table. Everyone was laughing this time, well everyone but me. I glare at Steve who just shrugs his shoulders "karmas a bitch" well played Steve. Well played.