He threw a party last night and things got a little out of hand. Yes, I know, that’s the definition of a Tony Stark Party. Since his birthday last year it’s like he feels like the night has been wasted if he doesn’t put on the suit and blow up some champagne bottles.
In any case, I lost track of him around 1 in the morning and he apparently flew off somewhere and decided not to come home last night. We have a meeting in an hour and he’s still nowhere to be found.
So 1. If you worldhopped Tony home with you can you please let me know and 2. Can you please bring him home so I can clean him up enough to put him in front of the board of directors?
Thank you.
Third Person:
“No. I’ll stay here until the park’s clear.”
Pepper forced a confident reassuring smile as the police officers turned to carry out the orders she’d given them. As soon as they’d left, her eyes turned skyward. The feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach grew as she looked towards the Oracle dome and Tony and Rhodey.
Tony…
He’d been dying and he hadn’t told her, he hadn’t even tried… or had he. Her mind raced, running over the events of the past week. His mania, passing the company to her, the omelet he’d spent 3 hours on (and still somehow managed to burn)… the strawberries. He’d been trying to tell her all week but she’d been too wrapped up in her own stress to listen.
She sighs, looking around at the devastation. The Expo was a disaster, half the city destroyed and it was down to two men to stop it. Yet when they did – and she had to hold onto the hope that they would – it would come down to her to try to resurrect something from the rubble left behind. Tony would be the poster boy as she fought to keep his company from collapsing around them.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a strange beeping noise. Looking around, she realized the drone laying in pieces a few yards away was the source. When things beep and flash red that’s usually bad, right? She frowned, looking curiously at it and trying to figure out what to do when metal arms circled her waist and suddenly yanked her air-born.
Pepper Potts | Iron Man / Marvel movieverse | Reserved 2/2
I really really hate to ask this…
But has anyone seen Tony?
He threw a party last night and things got a little out of hand. Yes, I know, that’s the definition of a Tony Stark Party. Since his birthday last year it’s like he feels like the night has been wasted if he doesn’t put on the suit and blow up some champagne bottles.
In any case, I lost track of him around 1 in the morning and he apparently flew off somewhere and decided not to come home last night. We have a meeting in an hour and he’s still nowhere to be found.
So 1. If you worldhopped Tony home with you can you please let me know and 2. Can you please bring him home so I can clean him up enough to put him in front of the board of directors?
Thank you.
Third Person:
“No. I’ll stay here until the park’s clear.”
Pepper forced a confident reassuring smile as the police officers turned to carry out the orders she’d given them. As soon as they’d left, her eyes turned skyward. The feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach grew as she looked towards the Oracle dome and Tony and Rhodey.
Tony…
He’d been dying and he hadn’t told her, he hadn’t even tried… or had he. Her mind raced, running over the events of the past week. His mania, passing the company to her, the omelet he’d spent 3 hours on (and still somehow managed to burn)… the strawberries. He’d been trying to tell her all week but she’d been too wrapped up in her own stress to listen.
She sighs, looking around at the devastation. The Expo was a disaster, half the city destroyed and it was down to two men to stop it. Yet when they did – and she had to hold onto the hope that they would – it would come down to her to try to resurrect something from the rubble left behind. Tony would be the poster boy as she fought to keep his company from collapsing around them.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a strange beeping noise. Looking around, she realized the drone laying in pieces a few yards away was the source. When things beep and flash red that’s usually bad, right? She frowned, looking curiously at it and trying to figure out what to do when metal arms circled her waist and suddenly yanked her air-born.