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I was working in my own lab when the Stark Expo began. As always, Tony was very dramatic, both in his entrance and speech. I was half listening when Jarvis told me that Pepper was here. I was reluctant to leave my work but I needed to talk to her. I left the lab through the garage exit and used the Ironman suit that I made for my personal use.
It had started as a challenge between Tony and me. He dared me to make an Ironman suit at my scale. Not only was it priceless the look on his face when he saw the miniaturized suit, it also proved very useful at times. It made it easier to go from room to room and defend myself.
I flew all the way to the living room and found Pepper with her phone. I landed on top of her head and sat on my legs. She barely made a movement of recognizing my presence there. Of course, I’ve been doing this for quite a while now, but the first time was hilarious.
“What do you need Pepper?”
She didn’t stop walking but she did put down her Stark phone and began making her way to Tony’s lab.
“Tony has a martial trial tomorrow because of the Ironman suit.”
“Again?! Don’t these people get that he’s not going to start killing people randomly with his suit?” Because if he really wanted to, he could have done that months ago and no one would even acknowledge it was him.
She sighed and her head lowered a bit. “They just want to make sure that it’s not going to be used as a weapon or sold as one. But frankly, I’m getting tired of them too.”
Pepper went down and grabbed some things that I recognized as portable holo screens that were Tony’s favorites. I flew off from her head and went to sit in her shoulder as she took them upstairs. Her hair sometimes surrounded me when she walked but I was used to it. Besides, I wanted a better position.
“Pepper, all this happening about the Ironman; is it really that dangerous to Tony? I mean with people trying to make their own suits and with him being all over the news…”
Her face turned to look at me and I could see her barely hidden preoccupation in her eyes. Maybe it was obvious to me considering that I could clearly watch my own reflection on them.
“Hey, this is Tony Stark we’re talking about. Of course it’s a little dangerous but nothing that he can’t handle. In any case, he has the Ironman suit with him.”
“Thanks Pepper, it’s just that I worry about him.” It felt good to open to someone who wasn’t Jarvis for a change.
“Me too, Max, me too.”
I flew away more convinced that I was just worrying too much and went back to my house. I hadn’t even entered the room that contained it when Pepper reached her car outside.
Line break
I was watching the rerun of the Tony’s trial and still couldn’t stop laughing. When Justin Hammer was called forth for his ‘professional’ opinion on the Ironman suit, I instantly hated him. He was a cowardly hypocrite, and I felt so glad when Tony humiliated him on international TV. As I watched the rest of the footage in Tony’s lab, Jarvis told me that Tony had returned. I knew he would come down so I didn’t went upstairs to greet him.
Just as I predicted, his thundering steps were getting louder until I could see him through the glass doors.
“Your trial went well apparently.” I told him in an amusing tone.
“What else did you expect? They had nothing against me, especially with the dumbasses they called forward. Even Dummy could make a better defense.” In that moment Dummy looked up and started messing up with the lab. “Dummy, we’re not actually… you know what, forget it.”
“Have you taken your shake already?”
Tony groaned.
“Tony! It’s for your health!” I flew off the table and landed beside the enormous blender. It was currently filled with a disgusting green substance, but it was the same one that held back the worst of his symptoms.
“Come on, drink it or I’ll have to force it down your throat like last time.”
He reluctantly came near and poured himself some. Droplets splashed me and his smirk proved that it wasn’t accidental. I supervised as I dried myself that he drank all of it. I flew to his shoulder when he finished and sat with my legs hanging on the edge.
“See, it wasn’t that difficult was it?” He glared as much as he could when only half his face was visible to me.
“Hate that stuff. How much do I need to drink daily Jarvis?”
“Two liters sir, to counteract with the increasing iron in your blood.”
“Thanks, no need to remind me.”
He went over and tested his blood. The percentage of metal that was leaking through his blood stream was getting higher, and that meant he was getting sicker.
Tony went over to the screens and viewed his Arc Reactor through schematics. Jarvis informed us that his Ironman suit was making his condition to accelerate at alarming rates and I was worried about him. He needed to replace the core of the Reactor, and their life span was getting shorter.
As he changed it, Jarvis gave him all the data about his condition. With every new bit of information, my concern grew.
“Sir, you’re running out of options and time.” Way to be encouraging Jarvis.
Tony had such a despaired look on his face that I couldn’t resist to give him some sort of support. I rested my hand against his neck in an attempt of comfort, even if his neck was so much larger than my hand. “Hey, it’s not all down the drain yet. We’ll find a way; there are still a lot of things you haven’t tried.”
He sighed and the air rushing through his pipes was tangible underneath my hand.
“You’re right kiddo, besides what sort of hero would I be if I gave up so easily?” He gave me a comforting smile, but I knew he wasn’t as calm and collected as he seem.
Before I could say anything else, Pepper came down. Tony quickly muted Jarvis and put on his cool façade on. I hated when he acted like that, thinking that if he ignored the problem it would go away.
“Tony, what were you thinking?! Donating all of our modern art to the Boy Scouts of America?!”
“You did what!!!” He flinched at my voice getting louder near his ear.
“Careful! I still need to use this ear. Besides it would be very embarrassing to tell the world I was half deaf because some tiny chick yelled at my ear.” I fumed; he knew it got to my nerves when he talked about my size.
Tony started walking and working on his screens while Pepper followed reprimanding him. He was going at a very fast pace and I was now bouncing in his shoulder and actually had to grip to his shirt to not fall off. He then actually went to hang a painting of Ironman. Like his ego needed more uplifting.
They were really loud that I flew off and went to Pepper instead because she wasn’t about to jump to impulsive actions like Tony was about to do. I had barely got off his shoulder when he stood on a table and hung the painting. While mentally high fiving myself for my quick thinking, I was also concerned about what he was doing. He was becoming more impulsive and careless than ever before.
As Pepper continued to list all that he needed to do for the company, Tony said something that surprised us. He wanted to appoint Pepper as Stark Industries’ CEO. The news were so out of the blue that Pepper was actually speechless, but snapped out of it when Tony handed her some champaign.
While Pepper was dumbfounded but excited with her new promotion, I was confused. It was until he began talking about his privileges when naming a successor that it downed on me what he was trying to do. He was preparing for his death, and this was more terrifying than seeing him almost die so many months ago. Unlike that time, he wasn’t fighting to find a cure and it scared me for it meant that he was already giving up.
It had started as a challenge between Tony and me. He dared me to make an Ironman suit at my scale. Not only was it priceless the look on his face when he saw the miniaturized suit, it also proved very useful at times. It made it easier to go from room to room and defend myself.
I flew all the way to the living room and found Pepper with her phone. I landed on top of her head and sat on my legs. She barely made a movement of recognizing my presence there. Of course, I’ve been doing this for quite a while now, but the first time was hilarious.
“What do you need Pepper?”
She didn’t stop walking but she did put down her Stark phone and began making her way to Tony’s lab.
“Tony has a martial trial tomorrow because of the Ironman suit.”
“Again?! Don’t these people get that he’s not going to start killing people randomly with his suit?” Because if he really wanted to, he could have done that months ago and no one would even acknowledge it was him.
She sighed and her head lowered a bit. “They just want to make sure that it’s not going to be used as a weapon or sold as one. But frankly, I’m getting tired of them too.”
Pepper went down and grabbed some things that I recognized as portable holo screens that were Tony’s favorites. I flew off from her head and went to sit in her shoulder as she took them upstairs. Her hair sometimes surrounded me when she walked but I was used to it. Besides, I wanted a better position.
“Pepper, all this happening about the Ironman; is it really that dangerous to Tony? I mean with people trying to make their own suits and with him being all over the news…”
Her face turned to look at me and I could see her barely hidden preoccupation in her eyes. Maybe it was obvious to me considering that I could clearly watch my own reflection on them.
“Hey, this is Tony Stark we’re talking about. Of course it’s a little dangerous but nothing that he can’t handle. In any case, he has the Ironman suit with him.”
“Thanks Pepper, it’s just that I worry about him.” It felt good to open to someone who wasn’t Jarvis for a change.
“Me too, Max, me too.”
I flew away more convinced that I was just worrying too much and went back to my house. I hadn’t even entered the room that contained it when Pepper reached her car outside.
Line break
I was watching the rerun of the Tony’s trial and still couldn’t stop laughing. When Justin Hammer was called forth for his ‘professional’ opinion on the Ironman suit, I instantly hated him. He was a cowardly hypocrite, and I felt so glad when Tony humiliated him on international TV. As I watched the rest of the footage in Tony’s lab, Jarvis told me that Tony had returned. I knew he would come down so I didn’t went upstairs to greet him.
Just as I predicted, his thundering steps were getting louder until I could see him through the glass doors.
“Your trial went well apparently.” I told him in an amusing tone.
“What else did you expect? They had nothing against me, especially with the dumbasses they called forward. Even Dummy could make a better defense.” In that moment Dummy looked up and started messing up with the lab. “Dummy, we’re not actually… you know what, forget it.”
“Have you taken your shake already?”
Tony groaned.
“Tony! It’s for your health!” I flew off the table and landed beside the enormous blender. It was currently filled with a disgusting green substance, but it was the same one that held back the worst of his symptoms.
“Come on, drink it or I’ll have to force it down your throat like last time.”
He reluctantly came near and poured himself some. Droplets splashed me and his smirk proved that it wasn’t accidental. I supervised as I dried myself that he drank all of it. I flew to his shoulder when he finished and sat with my legs hanging on the edge.
“See, it wasn’t that difficult was it?” He glared as much as he could when only half his face was visible to me.
“Hate that stuff. How much do I need to drink daily Jarvis?”
“Two liters sir, to counteract with the increasing iron in your blood.”
“Thanks, no need to remind me.”
He went over and tested his blood. The percentage of metal that was leaking through his blood stream was getting higher, and that meant he was getting sicker.
Tony went over to the screens and viewed his Arc Reactor through schematics. Jarvis informed us that his Ironman suit was making his condition to accelerate at alarming rates and I was worried about him. He needed to replace the core of the Reactor, and their life span was getting shorter.
As he changed it, Jarvis gave him all the data about his condition. With every new bit of information, my concern grew.
“Sir, you’re running out of options and time.” Way to be encouraging Jarvis.
Tony had such a despaired look on his face that I couldn’t resist to give him some sort of support. I rested my hand against his neck in an attempt of comfort, even if his neck was so much larger than my hand. “Hey, it’s not all down the drain yet. We’ll find a way; there are still a lot of things you haven’t tried.”
He sighed and the air rushing through his pipes was tangible underneath my hand.
“You’re right kiddo, besides what sort of hero would I be if I gave up so easily?” He gave me a comforting smile, but I knew he wasn’t as calm and collected as he seem.
Before I could say anything else, Pepper came down. Tony quickly muted Jarvis and put on his cool façade on. I hated when he acted like that, thinking that if he ignored the problem it would go away.
“Tony, what were you thinking?! Donating all of our modern art to the Boy Scouts of America?!”
“You did what!!!” He flinched at my voice getting louder near his ear.
“Careful! I still need to use this ear. Besides it would be very embarrassing to tell the world I was half deaf because some tiny chick yelled at my ear.” I fumed; he knew it got to my nerves when he talked about my size.
Tony started walking and working on his screens while Pepper followed reprimanding him. He was going at a very fast pace and I was now bouncing in his shoulder and actually had to grip to his shirt to not fall off. He then actually went to hang a painting of Ironman. Like his ego needed more uplifting.
They were really loud that I flew off and went to Pepper instead because she wasn’t about to jump to impulsive actions like Tony was about to do. I had barely got off his shoulder when he stood on a table and hung the painting. While mentally high fiving myself for my quick thinking, I was also concerned about what he was doing. He was becoming more impulsive and careless than ever before.
As Pepper continued to list all that he needed to do for the company, Tony said something that surprised us. He wanted to appoint Pepper as Stark Industries’ CEO. The news were so out of the blue that Pepper was actually speechless, but snapped out of it when Tony handed her some champaign.
While Pepper was dumbfounded but excited with her new promotion, I was confused. It was until he began talking about his privileges when naming a successor that it downed on me what he was trying to do. He was preparing for his death, and this was more terrifying than seeing him almost die so many months ago. Unlike that time, he wasn’t fighting to find a cure and it scared me for it meant that he was already giving up.
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