Tinkering Together - Part III
Series Title: Tinkering Together
Pairing: Platonic Tony Stark x Fairy!Reader
Series Summary: When you were finally able to break free from the human that took you captive, you found out that you were in New York City, a bustling place that severely lacked in faith and trust. That is, it did until you met a fellow tinker that was quite larger than you.
A/N: I absolutely adore this series and ugh my heart!!! I was so happy to find a way to include my tiny bug man in this series!!!!
"You have a what?!" Hank Pym had seen a lot in his years. He and his wife worked together as Ant-Man and the Wasp for years after developing the Pym Particle. He had seen the Avengers lift entire cities out of the sky, and lived to hear Tony Stark tell him that he had a fairy in his lab.
He had put the tycoon on speaker, Janet and him sitting next to each other on the front porch. He wanted to make sure he heard the man right and he wasn't losing his mind. "You better not be shittin' me, Stark-"
Tony sighed and repeated his words. "Now Hank, what would I gain from telling you I had a fairy if I didn't have one? A trip to the loony bin? My schedule is too packed for that, thanks."
Hank scoffed. "And why are you telling me this anyways?" He just wanted to enjoy a nice day with his wife, and this phone call was ripe with ways to disrupt the peace of his beach home. "Your father and I weren't exactly chummy, y'know."
"I wasn't on good terms with the man either, Doc. I just have a question about the exact specifications for the dilation of a sub- object."
"I'm busy right now, ask Scott to handle it. He's always eager to help. Like a damn puppy." Hank muttered the last part under his breath but Tony and Janet heard him all the same. Janet swatted her husband's arm and Tony laughed at the comparison.
"Alright, give me his information."
Hank gave Tony what he asked for, but then realized something. "Tony, if you plan on trying to make your fairy big-"
"Sorry, gotta go!" Click.
Hank cursed to himself, realizing that a Stark played him like a fiddle yet again. "Honey, I think Scott can handle it. He won't let anything happen to the fairy if he can stop it." She patted his hand softly, and he grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips.
'Not my circus, not my monkeys,' Hank thought to himself, favoring to enjoy the smell of the ocean with the love of his life.
"Daddy! Look!" Cassie shouted at her father. She had just developed a clever little trick of having their giant pet ant pull her around the house with a jump rope used for reins. Scott turned and looked at the little girl with the biggest grin on his face.
"Smart girl! What do you think you're gonna teach him next?" Scott loved feeding his daughter's imagination. She stopped a moment to think about it, and she answered him with joy before running off to pull off her latest scheme.
"MY LONELINESS IS KILLING ME! I MUST CONFESS, I STILL BELIEVE-"
"Yello?" Scott (miraculously) remembered to answer his phone instead of just singing along to the ringtone.
"Mr. Lang." It was a statement, not a question. This person knew who Scott was and- holy crap. Scott nearly dropped the phone when he recognized the voice on the other end.
"Mr. Stark! Oh my god, hi! How are you-"
Tony interrupted him immediately. The matter was too pressing to speak about through the phone. "Listen, we need your brain in New York. And bring an extra bug suit with you."
"Uh Mr. Stark," Scott began, "I have my daughter right now and my ex wife wouldn't exactly be okay with me taking our daughter on a superhero thing on a school night."
Tony was sympathetic to the man's plight and had an idea. "Bring the whole family! Make a day out of it! Expect a jet at the pier you want jumbo in a while back in an hour. I'll pay for everything."
"Let me call Maggie first to tell her. Can they be back home before Cassie's bedtime? She gets cranky when she isn't in bed by 8."
"Consider it done. Remember, two suits at the pier!"
Tony hung up the phone and smiled. Scott seemed like a fun guy, and Tony had always been captivated by the things he heard Howard say about the famous Pym Particle. This was his chance to learn more about the mysterious substance that helped the country win wars.
But above all, it would be his way to help you. Tony would be an idiot if he didn't notice how you had injuries that didn't heal right, your misshapen ankle and weaker left wrist. And especially your wings, they seemed very fragile and when you were as small as you were, it would be very difficult to help you heal.
He wanted to fix every little problem you had, but he didn't know how he would manage making teensy casts for you. So he realized that if he couldn't make the medical tools small, he could make you big.
Pepper was not on board with the idea when she heard about it several hours later. Scott and his family had been settled in the Tower after having an eventful day spent in NYC, and now Tony, Bruce, and Scott were talking gibberish about giving you an Ant-Man-esque suit to make you big.
All Pepper could hear were the potential side effects Scott listed off that Hank warned him about, and she was not okay.
"Tony, Y/N is not just some experiment! She is a living thing! Think of all the possibilities-"
"I am thinking of the possibilities! The possibility of Y/N healing! You saw her wings, Pep. She has joints that haven't healed right from what Dr. Cho and I believe are multiple breaks. This is the best way to help her!"
"How many other ways did you think of?"
"Enough to know this was the safest. I don't like it, but she can't keep limping around with a wrongly healed body."
You were sitting on your new bed and Scott was sitting next to you in his shrunken form. Now that Tony's attention was elsewhere, Scott began explaining more of the process to you. Sure you heard snippets of it from his conversation with Tony, but it was still mind boggling to you up until your newest friend began to explain the finer details.
It was intriguing, the idea of being several times the size of your former home and your friends. The thought of being able to hold a rabbit in one hand would make any animal fairy shriek in delight, but you were a little nervous.
"What's it like, you know, being big?" Scott gave you a soft smile. It turns out he could also understand you, and it made you smile.
"It's a lot more weight to carry. At least, it'll feel like that for a little while. When you're small, everything is so compact and, well, tiny. But when you're big, you feel like there's less pressure holding you together and keeping you from turning into a puddle." Your were a bit shocked at the prospect of turning into a Y/N puddle. "Oh don't worry, you won't turn into a puddle. It's an exaggeration."
You gave the man a small laugh at the way he stumbled over his apology. You had met his family and you adored little Cassie. The twinkle in her eye at seeing a fairy made your heart beat a little faster and smile a little bigger.
Scott didn't think there was anything else to say, so the two of you sat in comfortable silence until the man beside you had an idea.
"Want me to show you something cool?" The smirk he wore told you to go with it, don't ask questions. So you nodded, and then you watched as ants began to crawl towards you. They weren't focused on you, however; they were making a pyramid.
You were astonished! "How are you doing that?" You never knew the ants back in Pixie Hollow to be able to do that.
"I can talk to them, and they listen to me."
"Kinda," Scott held one hand out in front of him and shook it. You had never seen anyone you knew back in Pixie Hollow do that before, so you mimicked the motion to see how it felt.
Scott noticed what you were doing and laughed. Not at you, but with you. "You've never seen anyone do that, huh?" You nodded and he told you what it meant with a smile.
"Y/N, are you okay with this?" Pepper's soft voice called you to attention. You noticed her flat palm on the table and immediately went to it.
"I have to be. I want to be like my old self again, and you guys obviously don't have healer fairies, or any other kind of fairy for that matter."
"I just don't want you to do this just because they say you should." Pepper seemed very stressed at the idea of you getting hurt by the process and you rubbed her palm soothingly. You didn't know what else to say to help her, but you were hoping the comforting gesture would work. Judging by the wave of calm beginning to wash over her face, it did.
You patted her thumb twice in a sign for her to let you down, and she set you back next to Scott.
"Scott, we have the Wasp suit shrunken to Y/N's size." Tony gingerly laid it down on your little bed and you marveled at the color scheme. You had seen yellow on your light fairy friends and Queen Clarion, but with black, it seemed so different, not to mention the shiny glint that the yellow had was unlike anything you had ever seen.
"When you're ready, put that on and Scott will help you through the rest. You okay, little one?" Tony asks you and you nod.
"Can I get a little privacy when I change?"
"Why didn't I think of that? Everyone, turn around!" You laughed at the dramatic way Tony moved his hands to tell everyone to look away.
You turned the outfit this way and that, and you realized there wasn't a hole for your wings to fit in. "Wait, what about my wings?"
Tony and Scott groaned in frustration before Scott had an idea. "Tony, put those scissors a little closer to me." Tony did as he said, and Scott shrunk the scissors so he could use them.
"Let me just put a couple slits here for you here," Snip, snip, snip went the scissors and eventually, there were holes in the back that you could easily maneuver your wings into without hurting them any more.
Scott looked averted his eyes and you were somehow able to get the suit on by yourself.
Once you had the outfit on, you shouted to let everyone know that it was okay to look now.
"Now Y/N," Scott began, "Get in Tony's hand and he will lower you to the floor. When you're ready, press the button in your hand. And be still when you press it, okay?" With that, Scott leapt from the table and landed with a roll onto the floor.
You nod as Tony's hand appears a couple inches from you on the worktable. You were unused to having this many layers on your body and you wobbled slightly, having to grab his thumb to keep yourself from tripping. You heard Pepper gasp and felt Tony's calloused fingers help you up onto your feet.
"If you don't want to do this, we can figure out another way to help you. It's your choice, little one."
The thought of backing out went through your head for only a moment, but you knew that Tony wouldn't have suggested this if he knew it would hurt you.
"I can do it, Tony. Let me down." He nodded at you, slowly bending down and setting his hand on the floor next to Scott.
You gave him a jingle in affirmation, pressing the button and watching the world around you change.
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