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@v-spicenpepper
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This is cute:) Thank you!
Another one? Wow. Someone's lucky.
A free day would work too, you know. Not just a flower.
Who said that?
Two flowers, then? Maybe?
You—
Have five seconds. Five.
Wanna play catch, do you, Miss Potts?
Oh, I’m sure you want to.
The question is whether you’re capable of actually catching.
And that, kids, is called a roast.
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This is cute:) Thank you!
Another one? Wow. Someone's lucky.
A free day would work too, you know. Not just a flower.
Who said that?
Two flowers, then? Maybe?
You—
Have five seconds. Five.
Wanna play catch, do you, Miss Potts?
Oh, I’m sure you want to.
The question is whether you’re capable of actually catching.
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This is cute:) Thank you!
Another one? Wow. Someone's lucky.
A free day would work too, you know. Not just a flower.
Who said that?
Two flowers, then? Maybe?
You—
Have five seconds. Five.
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This is cute:) Thank you!
Another one? Wow. Someone's lucky.
A free day would work too, you know. Not just a flower.
Who said that?
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This is cute:) Thank you!
I can treat you better than Stark, Ms. Potts.
-BN
Better how? Fewer world-saving crises? Fewer sleepless nights? Or fewer board meetings?
And I don’t recall opening applications.
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A rose? For me?
Thank you:)
A secret admirer, is it?
I don’t think it’s that.
But at least they didn’t bring strawberries.
I knew there was a correlation! Does that count for nothing?
I meant more like “How could you possibly NOT know I’m allergic to strawberries?” type of correlation.
Great V-Day gift, Tony.
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A rose? For me?
Thank you:)
A secret admirer, is it?
I don’t think it’s that.
But at least they didn’t bring strawberries.
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A rose? For me?
Thank you:)
@iron-aestark :
About those private lessons, Miss Potts...
Hm. Funny. I don’t remember scheduling them.
Care to remind me? But do bring a visual representation of our previous lessons.
Strictly educational, of course.
Anything else I need to bring to freshen up your memory?
For strictly educational purposes, of course.
Perhaps that Macallan 15 of yours.
And maybe that tie I loosened last time. I find physical cues help jog my memory.
Consider it done. And done.
Though if it's physical cues that you require, I believe myself capable of coming up with a few more in the spur of the moment.
Eager to know more about those cues.
My office is free after the 11 am meeting.
@iron-aestark :
About those private lessons, Miss Potts...
Hm. Funny. I don’t remember scheduling them.
Care to remind me? But do bring a visual representation of our previous lessons.
Strictly educational, of course.
Anything else I need to bring to freshen up your memory?
For strictly educational purposes, of course.
Perhaps that Macallan 15 of yours.
And maybe that tie I loosened last time. I find physical cues help jog my memory.
Oh what a good time i had with this one.
@iron-aestark :
About those private lessons, Miss Potts...
Hm. Funny. I don’t remember scheduling them.
Care to remind me? But do bring a visual representation of our previous lessons.
Strictly educational, of course.
The Cathedral of Notre-Dame, Paris, photos by Conway Clements
“Meow!!”
@the-alpine-barnes
How many times do I have to say this? Do not, under any circumstances, let your kitty cats or otherwise tiny paws companions wander into my lab. This is not a pet playground!
[Lord, it's like I'm talking to a brick wall...]
And you, missy! Big trouble! You're in big, big trouble. Next time I find your fluffiness leisurely napping inside my helmet, I swear to God, I'll donate you to Petco and your tiny little whiskers will end up in their next advertisment campaign. Got it? I mean it!
[Where's that thing? I could swear there was one around here somewhere... No, no. No. Definitely not! This is the last time I'll let Dum-E 'organize' my desk. Ah! Here we go.]
Now! We make a trade, yeah? You scoot outta there and you get... Yeah, you like the thread? You wanna play? C'mon, c'mere. Good girl. But you gotta promise me this one thing. Do not tell anyone where you got it, and especially not to your furry buddies; understood?
If I meow like that, will you kick me out as well?
Want me to play with you - do you, Miss Potts?
You know my honest answer would violate at least three HR policies.
Will answer that one privately.
“Meow!!”
@the-alpine-barnes
How many times do I have to say this? Do not, under any circumstances, let your kitty cats or otherwise tiny paws companions wander into my lab. This is not a pet playground!
[Lord, it's like I'm talking to a brick wall...]
And you, missy! Big trouble! You're in big, big trouble. Next time I find your fluffiness leisurely napping inside my helmet, I swear to God, I'll donate you to Petco and your tiny little whiskers will end up in their next advertisment campaign. Got it? I mean it!
[Where's that thing? I could swear there was one around here somewhere... No, no. No. Definitely not! This is the last time I'll let Dum-E 'organize' my desk. Ah! Here we go.]
Now! We make a trade, yeah? You scoot outta there and you get... Yeah, you like the thread? You wanna play? C'mon, c'mere. Good girl. But you gotta promise me this one thing. Do not tell anyone where you got it, and especially not to your furry buddies; understood?
If I meow like that, will you kick me out as well?
A soft knock was heard on Tony’s office, almost imperceptible.
Pepper, on the other side of the door, was biting her lip as she leaned closer to the door, waiting for any tiny sound or movement. In one hand, she held a bottle of wine, dark green glass catching the hallway lights. She practiced this calm, the kind she’s had to relearn how to carry around him. And she was ready to see if she succeeded.
@v-spicenpepper
"The doors open, you can come in." Tony called, he would have opened it himself if he wasn't reviewing the scenarios of cataclysmic damage for a new project. "What if we adjust the margin or error by 20%?"
One glance at the holograms revealed he was working on a cell stabilizer. It showed the same thing as before, one cell being stabilized would result in the others around it ripping open the rest of the body and an entire physiological collapse. He had some issues to work out, and likely wouldn't stop until he did. "What about multiple at the same time?"
The frosted glass sliding door opened with a soft hiss and Pepper’s figure materialized inside his lab. The scent of cleanliness, something chemical yet refined, instantly teased her senses and the sight of Tony bent over his work sent a sudden knot tightening in her stomach. She had not set foot in the lab in a long time, and even longer had it been since she had seen Tony like this.
Pepper offered a faint smile and set the stemmed glasses down on a nearby glass table. She moved toward him with small, careful steps, keeping a respectful distance, suddenly touched by a hint of shyness.
“Hey. I thought about the drink I think we both deserve… Do you have a few minutes?” Her voice was soft, slightly low, and yet something about it felt strange to her. Perhaps it was that sense of familiarity between them, of closeness lingering even though they had not truly been close for a long time.
He frowned watching red take over his hologram, cataclysmic failure. A few added components would do the trick. It was going to work, it needed to work. Another 100 kilograms would do it. His attention was swept away the moment Pepper's heels clicked across the floor. He smiled listening to her, joy on his face. It was hard to believe she was back. He found himself pinching his arm again, no it was definitely her.
"Yes I do, always for you." He replied, giving her a smile, he pulled himself away from his work, but let the holograms remain. The fixes would work themselves in, when they were talking. He hadn't mentioned in before and he likely wouldn't until the time came, but there aas a seriousness in his eyes. A topic he had been hesitant to even bring up, all masked behind the smile that seeing Pepper brought him. In spite of the bright lights of the lab, she brought a radiant glow of her own.
"Drinks, huh? What kind do I have the pleasure of enjoying with the best company in the world?"
Pepper allowed herself a small smile and let her gaze fall. For a moment, she looked around at the half-finished projects and mechanical parts arranged on a nearby table, at the holographic display running a testing program, and at JARVIS tucked into a corner of the screen, endlessly simulating something she could not quite decipher.
She turned her attention back to Tony, and when their eyes met, she had to take a brief breath, just enough to steady her pulse. She smiled at him gently and inclined her head slightly.
“Macallan fifteen. A special drink for a special…” Her blue eyes held his, her brows lifting just a fraction, the familiar gesture she made when she looked at him with unmistakable affection.
"That sounds like it is right up my alley." He grins at the news, eyes darting back at the projections as they turned red all over again. A frown tugged at his lips, at least until his focus returned to Pepper.
"Maybe a drink will be just what I need go help me figure this out, or get my mind off of it long enough to make me forget why I need to figure this out..." He nods in the direction of the Macallen. "You going to do the honors or should I?"
Before answering his question, she reached for the bottle of whiskey and poured into both glasses, then offered one to Tony. She studied him for a few seconds and lifted her glass slightly.
“I did the honors,” she said softly. “Now you tell me what we’re drinking to.”
Her eyes were filled with an affection Tony had not seen in a long time. And yet, beneath it, he could sense that a small restraint still lingered between them.
"We're drinking to life because I got mine back. We're drinking to life because you have joined me again. We're drinking to 11 more months, cause that's all I have left." Tony grinned, raising his glass, "Cheers!"
He motioned to the simulation running behind them. "That is unless I can figure out how to save myself, or how to get my hands on the time stone. Both out of reach at the moment, but I've achieved the impossible before, this time shouldn't be any different." He lowered the glass to his lips, taking a drink.
Pepper froze with her mouth left slightly open and her eyes locked on him. The glass hovered halfway to her lips, completely forgotten, while her gaze remained fixed and stunned, an endless blue that seemed to look straight through him. Her lower lip trembled for a second before she managed to speak. When she finally did, the sound that came out was faint, like a strangled whisper. She shook her head.
“W-what…? 11 months…”
A frown creased between her slender brows as she set the glass down with a hard click.
“No,” she scoffed softly, still in shock. “Tony, you can’t just go back to—” she had almost said ‘to her’, but swallowed the word. “—to this life and tell me you only have eleven months left to live. No.”
She took another step toward him, as if checking to see if he was real after all.
“Please tell me this is one of your dark jokes.”
Her eyes searched his desperately for the truth, but inside, her stomach twisted in on itself, tightening into painful knots because she already knew it was real.
