Steve tapped the table he sat at, resting his check on the palm of his hand. "Bored, Capsicle?" Tony asked him.

"Yep," Steve said, pulling his head up. "It's raining outside, the rest are who knows where…." He sighed.

"I think this is a good time to show you new technology."

Tony led Steve into the room where they would always watch movies. It wasn't necessarily a showing room; it was more of a "the big TV" room. Tony bent down and pressed a button on a white box.

"What's that?" Steve asked.

Tony picked up two remotes. "This is a Wii," Tony said. He held out a remote for Steve to take. "Put that strap around your wrist," Tony instructed him. Steve did so.

Tony started a game up. "What are these things?" Steve asked as the game popped up.

"These are your controllers. The buttons are used for different things depending on what game you're playing."

"How do I know how to use them?"

"They always tell you before the game starts and you get used to them really fast. Don't worry."

Steve eyed the television. "What game is this?"

"Wii Sports. A good game, indeed." Tony clicked on the tennis option. "Let's start you out with some tennis."

Tony chose his Mii out. "What are those?" Steve asked him.

"Those are Miis. They're your own characters you make and play with."

"Why am I already in here?"

"I, er, got bored and made all of you guys."

Steve sent him an uncertain stare before awkwardly trying to choose his Mii. "Why is my hand on the screen going everywhere?"

"See that black thing? You have to point your remote at that."

"Oh!" Steve gained control and clicked on his Mii. "There we go," he said happily.

Tony helped Steve put his Miis on both positions. "Now, you'll have to control both of your Miis," Tony told him.

"Will do." Steve gave him a nod.

Tony took a few steps away from Steve. "Will you head over to the right?" Tony asked him.

"Why?"

"First-timers are always… frightening with their remotes."

Confused by what Tony meant, the game started. It was Tony's turn to serve. He lifted his control up and hit forward. Steve, confused and now panicking, swung widely, managing to hit the ball back. Tony, trying to dodge Steve's swings, made a swift hit. Steve's arm was all over the place. The ball bounced passed him, giving Tony the lead.

"Oh dear," Steve said.

"Capsicle, you know you don't have to swing like that, right?"

"What?" Steve stared at him blankly.

"You can just do little swings."

"Oh, okay." Steve, turning his attention back to the screen, attempted to serve. "I'm swinging but it's not going!" he cried.

"You have to hold the A button down."

"Oh!" Steve did so and the ball flew across the net. He chuckled to himself as Tony hit the ball back. "This is fun," Steve said as he swung again.

"Yeah, it is."

They continued playing. The last serve came. Steve had won one game, Tony had won the other. "Old timer, hate to break it to you, but you can't win this one," Tony told him. "I have a record going. My score is 26 to nothing."

"Well, it'll be 26 to one." Steve served, and the ball bounced past Tony. Laughing, Steve jumped up and down. "Yes! I won!"

Tony threw the remote onto the couch. "I'm done," he said.

"You're such a sore loser!" Steve said, a wide smile on his face. "C'mon, a real champion would try to earn his title back."

Tony flipped around. "It's on, Capsicle."

Natasha peered into the room. "There you guys are," she sighed. "I'm back from the store." Her glance shifted from them to the TV. "How long have you guys been playing this?"

"Shut up for a moment, will you?" Tony told her. He slowly brought his arm up and swung, the ball bouncing out of Steve's reach. "Ha, ha! 12 to 8!"

"Rematch," Steve told him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Natasha started, stepping in front of the TV. "You've guys have played 20 games?"

"Yeah, so what?" Tony told her, still staring at the TV.

"You've basically been playing this for almost two hours?"

"So what?" Tony repeated.

"Maybe you need to take a break." She bent over and put her finger on the power button.

"Maybe you need to relax," Tony told her.

"Excuse me?" She stood up straight. "I can beat you at any of these games."

Tony laughed. "Okay, whatever."

Natasha looked over at Steve. "Can I see your controller?"

Steve handed it over. "I think I've been playing for too long," Steve said, shaking his head.

"Okay, Stark, we'll play one match of every sport," Natasha said, strapping it on to her wrist.

Steve sat down on the couch to watch them. This was going to be good.

"What are they doing?"

Steve jumped at the voice. He flipped around to see Pepper. Smiling, he told her, "It's great, isn't it?"

Pepper eyed the two tangled on the floor. "What happened?"

"They had a Wii Sports challenge. Natasha was winning every one and came close to winning the boxing when she fell over. She said Tony tripped her and was mad that he won the boxing one, so she decided to show him what she could really do outside of video games."

Pepper closed her eyes as Steve laughed. Natasha was sitting on Tony's back, his arms twisted behind him. "One more thing I'll have to confiscate," Pepper murmured.